3rd floor Common Room, Wed. evening

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Hank is curled up on the couch in front of the TV, switching between channel-flipping and writing in a notebook on his lap. His Biology and Quantum Physics texts are on the floor next to him.

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After her poetry class, Angela walks into the common room carrying Min and her journal. TV seems like just the thing to take her mind off her very mixed day.

She sets the tabby down, and Min walks over to Hank, sits down, and stares.

"Hi, Hank. What's on?"

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Hank looks up from his notebook as Angela sits down. As he notices Min he, in accented yet polite Cat, twitches an ear at the tabby and otherwise totally ignores it.

"Hello, Angela. I'm trying to write a couple of make-up papers but I'm having difficulty concentrating." He sighs and asks her, "And yourself?"

[chasingangela]

"Weird day," Angela says. "There are kind of a lot of those here." She casts back, trying to think of something appropriate to mention. "I joined the newspaper staff."

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"Really? Congratulations! I'm not caught up with all the goings-on of the last week or so, so I'm sorry if I missed any of your articles."

Hank then glances sidelong at the tabby and sniffs slightly as he twitches his ears once towards Angela. At the same time that he's asking Angela, "When did you acquire yon feline?", he's also asking the cat, "When did you adopt the human?"

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Angela wrinkles her brow. "I just realized I hadn't seen you in a while. What was going on?

Nodding to Min, she says, "About a week ago. My boy -- ex-boyfriend qwent home to clean out his apartment and brought her back, and she and his other pet didn't get along. So she moved on to me."

Meanwhile, Min is twitching her tail and pawing at the air. It means, Ten days ago. My boy brought me here in a car. The trip took many hours. Than he gave me to her.

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Hank frowns. "Locker 327 happened. From the school's viewpoint, I was gone for a few days. From my viewpoint, I was gone for a few months."

'Causually' letting his hand dangle over the side of the couch and still not looking directly at Min, Hank makes a low, quiet rumble deep in his throat. It means, Welcome to this place. Would you like a scratch behind your ears?

As soon as he finishes his rumbling, Hank asks Angela, "Her coloration is quite attractive. What's her name?"

[chasingangela]

"A few months? That sounds intense," Angela says, shuddering. "You know Zero, right? She went in yesterday. I know she can take care of herself, but ... I'm a little worried."

She smiles. "The cat's name is Min, short for Minerva. Marty hadn't named her, and I was looking for a goddess name, and it seemed to fit. But she only answers about half the time."

Min hesitates, then lopes toward Hank's hand. She twitches her nose in a way that means, Under the chin, please, and how did you learn cat?

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Hank briefly and gently scratches behind Min's ears before running the back of his hand along her spine. He then starts to scratch under her chin as requested and looks directly into her eyes, holding the gaze for about a second before breaking it as he gives a good imitation of a cat-sneeze. (The Lord of Dreams is here and teaching.)

To Angela, Hank replies, with a stunned look on his face, "Zero went through? Voluntarily?

"Well, I'm actually not surprised, considering that it's her, but I'm slightly worried as well."

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Min looks very satisfied and slinks over to a back wall, then bends down and claws at the carpet. Ah. I may make this one take me to see him. I have heard tales.

"Zero decided she had to do it in the name of science, I guess. I'm sure she'll be fine, but ..." Angela's voice trails off. "You just couldn't pay me enough, you know?"

[OOC: No problem, but I'm AFK until late tonight, so if you want to wrap this up to avoid unneeded slowplay I won't be offended.]