×Hello?×
*RJ looks up from a book in his lap, the injury from the crash long since healed over.*
"Hello there."
*the kitten looks out the window with him. he sees the cities below with lights and snow* mew *they purr*
*it takes a second, but they pet the kitten for the first time. Soft.*
¶..Decent view today, huh?...¶
Do you happen to know where a stuffed bear from a void is, kind sir?
*RJ shakes his head a bit*
"Can't say I have- don't think anything from the void has been here in a while... right?"
°No bears.. stuffed or otherwise.°
*the kitten wiggled* mew *he jumped down and laid on his computer. he saw Jim's name and was happy* mew
*he smiles just a bit*
¶Maybe I should just give it a minute...¶
*he looks out the window quietly*
*the kitten wiggled, agreeing with him as the plane flew. he saw the man worried, so he purrs*
*The corner of his mouth twitches upwards at that.*
¶I am going to have to find who you belong too when we land, Kitten.¶
*His head felt like it had been hit by a truck, and there was both a weird fog and a jolting fear in his chest, but a groan escaped him and solidified it. He was awake... Mostly. What had he been dreaming about..? There was a magic show and there was rain... And alot of eyes....*
*Not important. What was probably important was how much his head and side hurt, he get hit by a bus?*
*He hear, something, like a small gasp, and he manages to turn his head a little. He squints, Jim- suddenly he's surrounded by a gentle but intense hug, if that made any sense. His arms feel like lead still, and even with it being gentle the hug still hurts- but it's home and he leans in.*
*It's CJ, it's Jim, it's ok.*
*the kitten wiggled and purrs. he wonders if the man knows CJ and RJ*
*he adjusts himself into a more stable position and looks at what he had been typing. There were three things, actually, but the current one was an email. It looked harsh to him, and it had been. It looked more like an interrogation than a worried inquiry. His writing just tended to be like that though. He needed better words, gentler words.
*His brother had clearly been afraid- and the vague-ness had worried him further. All he knew was that one of the dumbasses had gotten hurt and that the other was being cryptic about it. By the time he actually got the right words, that got both his thoughts out and communicated them in a way that did not sound accusatory, he would already be in their house.*
¶...I worry about them, Kitten. I do. I hope that he's just riled up over nothing, you know?¶
👁w👁
*multiple different people suddenly feel watched by something that gives off ominous owo energy.*
*the kitten feels tall* mew *he is happy* mew *they wish for destruction* mew *they purr happily*
*he rolls his eyes a bit, this was not his cat, he was not keeping them, but it also was not like he was going to move them*
*the kitten wiggled out of his shirt and sits on his head. he feels tall* mew
¶..You are ridiculous. I am going to have to fix my hair now, you know.¶
*there is not really any bite to the words, exasperation muffling the fondness that was slowly showing up. Could not help that he liked cats, just where did this one come from..*
*the kitten wiggled closer to him. he's a cat. he's noting going to talk* meow *silly human*
*the man sighs.*
¶Guess you are stuck in here with me then. Don't chew any of my stuff, alright?¶
*he sits back down, frowns, and deletes a line from whatever he's writing before continuing. Time until arrival, approximately two hours.*
*the kitten seemed to smile at them* :3 *they started to purr*
*once the man recognizes that the furry body was in fact a cat and not some other creature that did not belong in a plane, an almost exasperated look crossed his face.*
¶What are you doing in here? I thought animals out of crates weren't allowed on board... Something about stress?¶
*he pickups and slips back on his over wear, smoothing out any wrinkles they might have had.*
¶Where is your owner..?¶
*the kitten pops from the collar of his shirt* mew:3 *he snuck on. how?*
*the man outright screams, sheds his outerwear in record speed, and is behind his origional chair way faster than seemed logical. Then again, judging by their face and voice, it was kind of obvious logic was going to be a little wonky, even for them. Their voice was a little deeper, maybe a little rougher, but it did sound like..*
¶What, what the fuck?!¶
*Jim.*
Um...? What's happening, my dude?
*The man stops mid letter on the page, looking up and around in confusion. The announcement speaker kicks on, and a voice announces that it will be a while more before they are at their destination. He looks down and continues to type, a crease on his forehead and work tiredness creeping a bit onto his face.*
How are things?
*you get a glimpse of an airplane. Inside is a man, focused on the screen of a computer. His grey suit and blue undershirt give off an air of buisness. Yes that is a thing. His call went unanswered, the weird and vague text he had received was more than a little worrying. Really, what had those dumbasses done now?*
°A soft nod. Yeah. He tenses a bit at first at the contact, but relaxes to a degree after a second. The pulse benieth his skin is elevated, and he knows it.°
*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?
°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°
°Alright.... Really, thank you Doc.°
*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?
°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°
°..I can sit down in a minute, but I do not want to sleep yet, thank you.°
°He glances around. Would you want tea or anything while you are?°
*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?
°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°
°...It is childish, but I do not want to.. resting means I will fall asleep.°
*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?
°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°
°He watches him, tugging on his fingers until they pop. I am going to assume you mean physically. I am not injured, just tired if anything...°
*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?
°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°
*nothing has really changed since CJ, who stood on the other side of the matress, sent the messege. It looked like the blood from the side of his head had been cleaned off as much as it could be without hurting him more, though the shirt still had some on it. He is in the exact position that CJ had set him down in, on his back. He's still breathing, but he doesn't show any sign of waking up.*
°I, Doc... It doesn't look like he knows what to convey here.°
*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?
°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°
*the kitten sits next to RJ and selpt. they seemed sad that he's still asleep. out of boredom, he smacked his paw on his cheek* mew?
*he doesn't stir, but you get the fleeting image of an ally way filled with Eyes, floating in every shadow and peering from every corner. The image is gone as quickly as it comes.*
*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?
°*there's the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He's there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°
*the kitten wiggled closer to him* meow meow meow meow meow meow meow?
°He will be ok, you do not have to worry..°
°CJ slipped over to the matress again where Jim was. He checked the injury on his head, bleeding long stopped but a nasty bruise and the evidence of the cut still there.°
°Carefully, he pulled up Jim's shirt and checked his sides, winceing as the same side that had the head injury had extensivene bruising on it too despite the healing help from @number1120. He really hoped nothing in there was broken. He pulled out his phone and texted Doc as much.°
*the kitten climbs on Jim's shoulder* meow *he feels tall*
°He smiles softly, pulling out his phone again. Comfy up there?°
(Hello Jims, I'm here for this: 👁️🌟💛🔥🙃🌌🎇👀❤️🦕 Seems like your gonna get enlightened, then do something that accidentally causes a disaster, but soon it goes back to normal, your seen, and people love the dinosaurs you managed to bring back (Which was the disaster, probably). That- I'm not sure how to respond, but hopefully this isn't Jurassic Park.)
(∆At least it workes out in the end- any ending with dinosaurs is a good ending unless there are only dinosaurs left, thanks for the reading!∆)
*Ťhâńķ ýøū, §īř* meow *Ī řêăľĺý ām ťhāñķfűł*
°Ok THAT he heard. Guess he did actually hear something the first night then? To be honest, it didn't surprise him as much as it should have. Maybe he really wouldn't pass out if he saw Mothman one day. It's not a problem, you have done far more for the two of us. And you do not have to call me sir, I'm not that old yet. He chuckles a little°