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Catherine Nilson Cat rings the bell, then lets herself in. She has elected to change out of her thugish breaking and entering ensemble to a more respectful dress, and even brushed her platinum hair. "Hello," she calls. She has a box with her. What could it be?


Doc: Doc was in the back of hte house, when he heard the voice calling. "I am in the back." He thought it might be Mouse, or Tori. But he didn't remember telling them which house it was. Though in fairness, it was pretty easy to spot the one that had jsut finished its construction.


Catherine Nilson The young vampire took her time walking through the house. It wasn't decorated yet, but she still wanted to inspect. Her months of breaking and entering had proven useful in letting her tell exactly which direction and how close her sire was. She found him and offered a genuine, albeit lopsided, smile. Catherine had a bag slung over one shoulder, and the aforementioned box tucked under her arm now. "Hi."


Doc: "Catherine.. Hello." He looked her over, "You look very nice." Judging by the time it took her to get to him, he figured she was casing the joint. "What do you think? This is master bedroom.. to left over there will be the guest room.. you and Mouse can fight over.. though I doubt either of you will really visit that much.."


Catherine Nilson Cat spent most of her days sleeping tucked away at the Eyrie, sometimes in Zoey's hut, but more usually faceplanted on a sofa with her arm and leg dangling over the side. She thought about visiting more. It did seem like a nice place. Not as crowded as the Eyrie, though. She had less episodes with less time to herself. She hurried to the guest room on the left across the hall. If he didn't follow her, he might hear her voice, "Cool. No, I'll visit a lot." She was going to like it here. Plus the housecat was already following her keeping tabs on her.


Doc: Doc pressed his lips together. He would have to tell her about Tori. "Catherine.. Cat.. " he followed her at a slower pace. "I will be asking Victoria to move in with me. She may say no. But if she says yes.. give her some space, please. For me?" He took to heart what Zodiac had taught him in regard to Minx and used it on Cat. "You can do that for me.. yes?"


Catherine Nilson She turned around and hugged the box tighter to her side. "Why?" she asked. The question was a little on the demanding side, but not a full blown complaint. She was willing to listen.


Doc: "I like her. And she tends to be a loner. I do not want her feeling overwelmed that she might be expected to 'mother' you or some ****." He looked at her "You can be demanding.. " he held up a hand, "I am not complaining.. I like you just the way you are.. but I would like for you two to get along. And not fight. Small meetings at first might be best, until you two find your place together. That's all."


Catherine Nilson Cat relaxed and handed him the bag first. It had a hangar attached. Before he opened it, she admitted "Oh good, I thought you didn't want her to know about me. Because of the... you know." http://www.wilsonsleather.com/product/m ... s&from=fn

Doc: He accepted the hanger, thinking 'she's already ready to move in.. it is like she has a sixth sense about properties...' He didn't look into the bag, since he thought it was hers. "No.. that one.. was" he swallowed, "my fault." He made a face, ""I think you will like her. You and she.. have common interests, and it .. ." he stopped, then resumed, "could be fun." Over the last few days since she had returned, he had found enjoyment in the little things. It was stupid and melodramatic, and he would die before he would admit it.


Catherine Nilson "I won't **** it up," she promised him. Then stared at him for a long time. Expectantly. "Well go on, open it," she said. "It's father's day." She spent a lot of money, because she hadn't been able to celebrate in thirteen years, when her real father had died.

--The following transcript was a live chat roleplay--

Doc: He looked at her confused for a moment, then it hit him, she brought him a 'fathers' day gift. The confusion gave way to a lopsided smile, "Thank you Catherine." His look was one of pride and affection, as he uncovered the hanger. It was leather jacket, the leather was soft an supple. "This is beautiful .. Thank you." He stepped closer to her and unexpected pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head, before stepping back and taking his suit jacket off and donning the leather one. "Fits nicely too.."


Catherine Nilson Cat glowed. She was really pleased with herself and the affection was enough of a reward. It made all the money she'd spent worth it. "Yeah? Glad you like it... oh. Here, this too dad." She gave him the box and watched intently. She was greedy for his approval of it. It was a belt, http://www.wilsonsleather.com/product/w ... =3&from=fnthat was somewhere in the middle. Punk, but at the same time dignified.


Doc: He opened the second gift and pulled out the belt. He grinned, it was a grin of memory. "I had one like this when I was young." He looked at her, "Hard to believe I know.. but I was young once.. and a belt like this was a status symbol. I wore it until it fell apart. You could not have known.. but its true. It was when I thought I might become a rock star.." He looked at her. "Thank you.. this is a good day for me.

Catherine Nilson The other corner of her mouth creaked up-- it was rusty from disuse, but her lopsided smile became a proper one.


Doc: Doc saw the smile slowly creep over her face, and he knew it was genuine. It wasn't a fake 'oh yay you like it' smile. That made it all the more important to him. There was thought and purpose in her mind when she chose this particular gift. Thought and purpose, which he would cherish whether Cat knew it or not. It was a special thing to him. Something he had not asked for. Something that was given freely without coercion. He knew they two, he and her, had a bond.


Catherine Nilson Cat looked around the room again. "So, I like the house," she said, "but I'm thinking the guest bedroom could use a fresh coat of paint."


Doc: "A fresh coat of paint?!" He burst out, then sucked in a bit of air as he realized she wanted to be included. His gut reaction was to cut her off at the knees, but no. Too soon she would be where he was.. taking care of her spawn. "Yes. You're right.. it is somewhat .. dull. I will see to it."


Catherine Nilson Cat's green eyes brightened too. "Cool." She started walking to the living room to make herself at home. She was unaware of it, but a weight had been lifted from her shoulders. "I was going to do something else with the other present," she informed him as she rummaged through her backpack for her laptop. "At first I thought, bury it, but then it would just be there, in the ground? Like him and then Green was like 'But Catherine, just because he was buried in the ground doesn't mean that's where he is,' and I thought he's right, so where is he, you know? But not even Zodiac really knows where he came from or where he went after the seance anyway so I thought maybe burn it, right? Because then it would just be invisible like him. But that was stupid too, I mean it was really expensive for a belt, so I burned down a gas station instead, and that was nice but it didn't really solve my problem, so I just kind of watched the cars blow up and then it just hit me, he's gone. Just gone, and I don't need to even think about him anymore even though I do, but the point is he's gone and he doesn't need a stupid belt, you know? YOU are here, and YOU wear belts sometimes, it seemed like something you'd like too. And you do. I'm... really glad." The straight-faced vampire rubbed her eyes and kept smiling. It was literally the most words she'd ever spoken in one sitting.


Doc: He gripped the belt. He knew she wasn't going to take it from him, but the thought of it,buried in the mud to decay without ever having the opportunity to be displayed bothered him. His grip on the looped belt tightened. "Its too grand a belt to be buried and forgotten. I will wear it.. and when I do, it will be like he is here as well. We both .." **** him .. he could not say that word... "care immensely for you Cat. And He will always be a part of that."


Catherine Nilson The smile she bathed him in was like a warm hug, then she casually returned her attention to her laptop. All at once she was quiet and content again. "Yeah," she said. It was just like she hoped. Doc would enjoy it for both dads. Firetrucks and police cars howled in the distance, a news copter hummed overhead and passed in the direction of the aforementioned seven eleven.