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<blockquote data-quote="Zerith" data-source="post: 5958689" data-attributes="member: 99953"><p>Felix was rather pleased when Frost accepted the task <span style="color: DarkOrange">“Nyo!”</span> he meowed happily with the development as he sat down, ears proudly raised, tail swaying slightly and eyes closed merrily.</p><p>__</p><p></p><p>When the duo hade left, he decided to be ready, and to get some other odds and ends squared away. He pranced back into the bathroom, and kicked the door closed lightly before kicking it closed, the sound of the shower running soon followed by the sound of clawed feet clacking on the tile floor before silence again won out.</p><p></p><p>Felix soon walked out, his hair slowly dripping and droplets rolling down his face and neck and onto dry clothes.</p><p>He had a large, mostly empty, bag of, presumably, dirty cloths in one hand and was pocketing a room key, change, and small bills with the other.</p><p>He made his over to Grid and ask <span style="color: DarkOrange">“Do you have any laundry?”</span></p><p>After retrieving any articles from his younger, if presented, he would briefly look around the rooms and see if there was any articles that obviously needed to be washed; he would not open any drawers, suitcases of backpacks, but he would peak into any that were already open, and would check the closets (as they were a common depository for laundry when at a hotel) before taking the laundry and departing for the hotel’s Laundromat, where he would do the obvious task and then return.</p><p></p><p>Once he returned and the door was safely closed he would shift back into his familiar neutral form and set about the tedious task of neatly folding cloths and returning them to where they belonged.</p><p>Such as in his backpack, that he promptly repacked and then placed out of the way in the main room</p><p></p><p>He stood nearish in front of the door, expectantly, for nearly five seconds before setting off to the task of moving some of the sturdier chairs into the kitchen to use as stools as he worked, it was not built for someone of his stature. A new more, very short, moments passed and he found himself looking at the door again: he was not use to waiting when we wanted to cook, he was used to having everything on hand before he even thought about beginning, and it was a bit annoying to have to wait on something he always took for granted: <span style="color: DarkOrange">‘How long did they say they would be? Thirty minutes?’ </span>he thought before it hit him that they gave him no eta, his left cheek and brow twitched, as did his tail.</p><p></p><p>In the end he had managed to get everything he planned on using out and in their own place ready for use, move a, then abandoned, chair into watchful position in front of the door and was curled up while taking a light catnap in front of one of the TVs on a bed, with a notepad with new drawing, and accompanying penciled, sprawled out beside him. Dick Dastardly and Muttley were playing on boomerang. Before abandoning his perch in front of the door he thought it wise enough to be short a certain pharmaceutical on the stock market.</p><p><span style="color: DimGray"></span></p><p><span style="color: DimGray">OoC: even if he is merely a demi speedster, Felix is not one for waiting ;3</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Zerith, post: 5958689, member: 99953"] Felix was rather pleased when Frost accepted the task [COLOR=DarkOrange]“Nyo!”[/COLOR] he meowed happily with the development as he sat down, ears proudly raised, tail swaying slightly and eyes closed merrily. __ When the duo hade left, he decided to be ready, and to get some other odds and ends squared away. He pranced back into the bathroom, and kicked the door closed lightly before kicking it closed, the sound of the shower running soon followed by the sound of clawed feet clacking on the tile floor before silence again won out. Felix soon walked out, his hair slowly dripping and droplets rolling down his face and neck and onto dry clothes. He had a large, mostly empty, bag of, presumably, dirty cloths in one hand and was pocketing a room key, change, and small bills with the other. He made his over to Grid and ask [COLOR=DarkOrange]“Do you have any laundry?”[/COLOR] After retrieving any articles from his younger, if presented, he would briefly look around the rooms and see if there was any articles that obviously needed to be washed; he would not open any drawers, suitcases of backpacks, but he would peak into any that were already open, and would check the closets (as they were a common depository for laundry when at a hotel) before taking the laundry and departing for the hotel’s Laundromat, where he would do the obvious task and then return. Once he returned and the door was safely closed he would shift back into his familiar neutral form and set about the tedious task of neatly folding cloths and returning them to where they belonged. Such as in his backpack, that he promptly repacked and then placed out of the way in the main room He stood nearish in front of the door, expectantly, for nearly five seconds before setting off to the task of moving some of the sturdier chairs into the kitchen to use as stools as he worked, it was not built for someone of his stature. A new more, very short, moments passed and he found himself looking at the door again: he was not use to waiting when we wanted to cook, he was used to having everything on hand before he even thought about beginning, and it was a bit annoying to have to wait on something he always took for granted: [COLOR=DarkOrange]‘How long did they say they would be? Thirty minutes?’ [/COLOR]he thought before it hit him that they gave him no eta, his left cheek and brow twitched, as did his tail. In the end he had managed to get everything he planned on using out and in their own place ready for use, move a, then abandoned, chair into watchful position in front of the door and was curled up while taking a light catnap in front of one of the TVs on a bed, with a notepad with new drawing, and accompanying penciled, sprawled out beside him. Dick Dastardly and Muttley were playing on boomerang. Before abandoning his perch in front of the door he thought it wise enough to be short a certain pharmaceutical on the stock market. [COLOR=DimGray] OoC: even if he is merely a demi speedster, Felix is not one for waiting ;3[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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