(House Call) The Cat Returns

[Yumyumcrow]

The cat grinned. An understatement perhaps, but how else could one describe the way Hulumere Wibble's maw stretched, toothy and wide, in such a cute fashion. Anatomically, it should have been impossible. But this cat, was a Hedge Beast. Regular physics did not apply.

"Then the Quest of the Lost Pledge awaits! We must go! I shall lead thee!"

Hulumere Wibble drew itself up with pompous authority.

"To the... The... Wheeled Cart Things You People Have That Are Drawn Neither By Beast Or Cantrip!" The cat may have struggled with the terminology, if not the concept of vehicles, but by the dramatic thrust of its paw, it had figured out where the car park lay.

[Mhairi Ankaa]

Hulumere Wibble draws himself up and leads with a dramatic thrust of his paw.

"Yes! Onward!" Mhairi agrees with the tom-cat,

In short order they all start to move to the parking lot.

She didn't have a car, and she wasn't sure if Thomas had one, but hadn't she heard that Circe had one? A small one? Would it fit everyone?

"Circe would your car fit us all or should I call a cab?" the wisp whispers to the elf.

[Circe]

Circe looked at Mhairi. Then to Thomas, then Brigid, and lastly the hobgoblin. She seemed to be thinking over something. "Yes? I mean, its fixed but still a beetle so," she waved her hand for sort of: "Someone's going to have him," she points at the hobgoblin, "On their lap."

Circe thought for a moment then sighed in disappointment, "But not me I'm driving. Well, tally ho and all that," she'll led the way to her little car if the others are willing to follow.

[Thomas Land]

Thomas also has a car in the parking lot. And he considers offering his services. But, it seems best to keep their party together. And besides, he's not sure if he wants this creature in his vehicle.

So, instead, he nods his consent and follows the others. Trying to keep a sense of dread from creeping in at the edges of his thoughts. He's got his doubts about this endeavor.

"That's, hm, very kind Circe. Thank you." Notice he doesn't offer his lap to the Hob.

[Yumyumcrow]

Circe's Beetle may have character but its... small. Especially with four Lost and a Hedge Beast piling in. Naturally, the Larcenist takes the driver's seat; Hulumere Wibble lays claim to the front passenger seat and will grudgingly allow another to sit beneath him.

And so they headed off into the bright and content afternoon evening. They headed east and north, beyond the golf course to the ranks of houses that lay between Sacramento City College and the rail line. Wide streets, lined with leafy trees. Quiet, punctuated by the sound of laughter and shouting. They shared the street only with a pizza delivery guy and a large family piling into an SUV. Thankfully there was no one to pay much mind to the Beatle as it rolled by.

"There!" Hulumere Wibble declared with a pompous thrust of its paw.

There was a house on the corner, where the road curved south. It was a small lot and shabby compared to the well maintained suburban dream that surrounded it. Thick trees and heavy growth, growing wild and feral, burst from the lot. A little combi-van squatted amid the green, paint blotched and rusting. The house could barely be seen.

[Mhairi Ankaa]

The car ride over was a little more then...cramped. They really should have gotten a cab. Like really,really, but even Mhairi knew that she shouldn't mention how uncomfortable she and probably everyone but the driver and the tom-cat had been, to the Summer Elf.

Knowing that they all wanted to get the hell out of the car and stretch their legs and...the rest of their limbs. But knowing that diving out of the car and hanging around the house without a plan probably wasn't wise...

"Hey, uh-so. What's the plan? Are we splitting up and distracting the residents while team two sneaks in and-ah 'reacquires' the locket? Or are we going in to ask for it?" Mhairi wondered at which team she should be on, being a thief and a Elemental. Talking to people was...hard. But practice made perfect, right?

[Circe]

Circe had no illusions of how cramped the people in back had to be. Artemis hadn't complained because he was by himself. The front was kinda cramped too: the Fairest wasn't exactly short but it was better then the back. She didn't envy them but Circe wasn't apologizing either. Okay, she did envy Brigid a little for acting as the booster seat to the kitty, uh, cutie...to Mr Wibble. It'd have been so much easier to say "fuck it, pay us first" if the hobgoblin hand't been somethig so cute.

Ah, they were making plans now. "If we're going to try to bullshit our way through, whose best at that? Better question," she turned around to look at Mhairi and Thomas, "anybody here got contracts that help with bullshitting?"

She then looked at Mr Wibble, "And yeah, good question Brigid," the elf flashed a grin at the hollowed woman, "A description of the necklace wouldn't be remiss either."

[Yumyumcrow]

Hulumere Wibble opened a lazy eye.

"It is a locket on a chain. Inside is a ring. My love swore to ware it close to her skin, as a reminder of me." The cat declared. "And no, my lady settled here after the merry band had dispersed." A touch of sadness entered the Hedge Beast's voice.

The air was warm and street peaceful. A breath of wind shivered through the trees.