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    [Is Calypso a new member of the Elite, or is she planning to join?]

    "Cleaning up the Mansion?" came a voice from behind Calypso. A sleek black-and-white tom stepped towards her, his lips curled into a small smile. Nikhil's tone was friendly enough, but his green eyes had a hardness to them that had nothing to do with Calypso. He had once held some significance, if not really power, as the head of a Family of sentries and trackers. Then the Elite's leader had gone ahead and waved aside the Family system of dividing up jobs, leaving him an ordinary member. Nikhil felt cheated, angry, but he still managed to maintain a gentlemanly front.

    "No pretty boy.' She gasped at her boldness. "Do you want me to, Prince Nikhil?"

    If cats had eyebrows, Nikhil would have raised his. Pretty boy? Prince Nikhil? He had come across prickly cats before, but none of them had quite as much nerve as Calypso. He hid his surprise behind courtesy and mewed "Not really, though I don't deny this place could use it."

    "you got a mate, handsome?" She mocked.


    If cats could blush, she would.

    Nikhil could hear the mockery in her voice, clear as day. Now what have I done to provoke her? he wondered. Maybe that was just the way Calypso was. "Yes, why?" the black tom mewed.

    She shrugged. "Just curious. I'm a curious cat." She flicked her tail. "Now, tell me when we can eat, and I'll be on my way."

    "Rude a**!" Came the sharp and rather blunt chime of Pistol as she stalked from the shadows, her head confidently pointed towards the sky, or in this case, the ragged, and old ceiling. The Blue-Blood had watched from the shadows, and instantly knew that this 'Calypso' character was no good. "Curiosity killed the cat, stop kissing up to him, and being a b****," She commanded, her blue eyes just slits against her smoky frame.

    "I don't kiss up, Ma'm. I'm being polite, a concept you don't seem to have grasped." Shocked at her big mouth, she began to run away.

    ic: Aqua had been curled up dozing a ways across the same room, her pitch black pelt unnoticable in the shadows. Her electrifying blue eyes, in shocking contrast, opened slightly to identify the source of the quite bluntly annoyed sounding meows, the quite young she-cat's tail tip twitching in almost lazy apprehension.


    ooc: Hope you don't mind me joining? :P

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    Aqua jumped, woken up and alarmed. She scrabbled away, bristling angrily. "What the h*** is wrong with you?" She growled, before she could stop herself. Oops. I should tone it down, before I get clawed... She huffed and turned away, one of her aqua eyes twitching. Her claws prickled.
    Well, gathering this information, one would notice that Aqua was very short tempered.

    Aqua didn't look over. "Yeah, whatever. Just forget it." She continued towards a window, leaping up onto the sill and staring down at the she-cat who had only moments ago been running away.