Sunday, 2 November 1800. 8:30 p.m.
the kitchen
Cathy yawned widely and went to pull a glass decanter of type B out of the insulated ice chest. What she actually extracted was a small clock. She stood there staring at it in her hand for about a minute. It was too early in the morning for her to comprehend this.
The back door opened behind her, and a ruffled and foliage covered Alectz walked into the kitchen. Cathy continued to just stand there, holding the clock.
Alectz came up behind her, took the clock from her hand, grinned at her, and walked out of the room.
Cathy stood there for a few more seconds, staring at the back of the Malkavian. Finally, she just shook her head and got out her breakfast.
the kitchen
Cathy yawned widely and went to pull a glass decanter of type B out of the insulated ice chest. What she actually extracted was a small clock. She stood there staring at it in her hand for about a minute. It was too early in the morning for her to comprehend this.
The back door opened behind her, and a ruffled and foliage covered Alectz walked into the kitchen. Cathy continued to just stand there, holding the clock.
Alectz came up behind her, took the clock from her hand, grinned at her, and walked out of the room.
Cathy stood there for a few more seconds, staring at the back of the Malkavian. Finally, she just shook her head and got out her breakfast.