He gets the next letter and bursts into laughter. He shouldn't, because the messiness of Jyn's writing this time leads him to believe there were some dramatic cat issues prior, but Antoinette curls up and sits on his lap, purring, and he is taken in by this fluffy little menace. He tries to pretend it doesn't feel like he's making two friends, with varying standards of communication.
She is rather quick on her feet. Currently she seems more interested in climbing onto my counters than tripping me, but perhaps she's lulling me into a false sense of security. I'll be cautious.
After a take away of Indian food and an ice bath for her foot, Jyn is much less annoyed with Antoinette but she still glares at the cat while she eats her breakfast the next day.
"I should lock you up. No one will storm the Bastille for you." Antoinette mrrps at her and licks her calf.
"Fine."
my sympathy flowers apparently offended her and her ancestors because she knocked them and the very delicate glass vase on the floor and didn't have the kindness to leave out a wet floor sign.
all good. do you happen to know how to get blood out of carpet? (mine, not hers.)
It almost feels like he's getting visitation hours, with a cat. It becomes almost clockwork to the point where he starts to get a little concerned Jyn will be worried he's trying to steal her cat, and not that Antoinette is trying to steal his food.
He attaches two notes this time, the second of which is his preferred method for cleaning blood from a carpet.
I have given her a set of instructions as appeasement for her crimes, but if it is a substantial amount of blood I might suggest a professional carpet cleaner and perhaps a trip to urgent care.
Were the flowers salvageable? If the vase is not totally shattered, perhaps it can be fixed too.
threw everything in the trash but i didn't like the flowers anyway. i like daisies and they sent roses.
foot's fine, don't worry. benefit of working in a hospital. :)
-jyn
His concern is a sweet thing to come home to and Jyn even gives Antoinette a pat while she rereads the note the next morning. Antoinette is still a jerk but at least she carries nice letters.
Before she leaves, Jyn adds in a hastily scrawl on the back of the note.
She works in a hospital. He likes finding out these little things about her, and it would be very easy to simply seek out her actual apartment (just follow the cat) for a face to face conversation - but he has to admit he's having fun with these little notes. They've become a highlight of his day.
He almost misses her little P.S. on the back, but Antoinette bats at the paper and knocks it over, flipping it as he leans to pick it up from the floor. He grins and scratches her head, to which she bumps up into his hand demanding more.
I like forget-me-nots, but I agree daisies are better than roses. Should I be calling your Dr. Jyn?
It was a long day, but not the worst one. I hope your week has improved. How is your carpet?
mostly dry i think? no way to tell if it's moulding until it starts to smell so i guess i'll see.
i'm a nurse actually but the doctor's scrubs are forget-me-not blue so you'd probably like them more than mine. ours were briefly this horrid mint green that looked like puke and the entire floor threatened to quit. if we have to wear them for 14 hour shifts they better be a color we like so now they're berry.
what do you do?
-jyn
Antoinette MROWS at Jyn and Jyn makes a face at her. She won't be judged for her epistolary friendship with a stranger by her cat messenger.
It should not mold, but I hope you were successful in cleaning it.
I am a physics teacher. Mostly I wear a lot of jeans, regular colored. Berry is not a bad choice, but I would hope for comfort to be on your feet for fourteen hours most of all. How long have you been a nurse?
- Cassian
When Antoinette drops off the note today, she leaps onto his table and nearly scatters his very neat piles of papers and pens. Red ones for grading, black ones for notes, laptop whirring while spotify runs through his instrumental lofi beats. Kay makes fun of him, but he finds it easier to concentrate when there aren't any lyrics, and the lofi doesn't get his foot tapping like other genres.
The cat freezes when Cassian startles, and he gently lifts her to deposit her in his lap instead, straightening up the papers while muttering a mild scolding she barely comprehends.
it's rude to ask a lady her age in a very roundabout way, sir. four years, give or take.
i almost fist fought my physics teacher in uni so i hope for the sake of your nose (i'm imagining you look like an old man and wear tweed with your regular coloured jeans, i will accept no criticism for this image) i hope you support girls and women in stem.
-j
If Jyn's honest her teacher wasn't opposed to girls in STEM, he was opposed to a disreputable scientist's daughter in STEM, but she isn't willing to give him that benefit of the doubt, especially now.
I would have just asked straight up if so. I have been teaching for five, so I have you beat. :)
I do have a tweed blazer but it's not my favorite. Girls belong in STEM if they want to be there, and I am not just saying that to avoid a punching.
Would cat-sitting be any different from how regular cat-visiting goes? - Cassian
He has to admit, he's mostly curious about cat sitting because he's starting to get curious about Jyn herself. He's met the cat! Plenty of times! He may have walked past Jyn in the building, but he wouldn't know.
either my window would be locked and you would have a feline houseguest or my window would be locked and antoinette would have to suffer the indignity of waiting patiently at my door for her nightly dinner guest and learn some manners. it would be for 4 days, maybe 5.
i'll pay you!
-j$
She doesn't want him to think he'll be doing it for free. She looks at Antoinette, Antoinette looks back. "Oh fuck off."
She doesn't even know him! But she supposes these cat notes might be leaving a certain impression, and he likes to think he's left a good one so far. He idly pets Antoinette, once again in his lap, half smiling to himself.
He stares at his own blank note, trying to figure out the least invasive way to bring up the fact that they should... probably meet, before he airbnbs her cat. But he doesn't want to be weird about it.
It would depend on when, but I may be able to host her for a few days. She might prefer the company of staying here, though I can just as easily feed her in the evenings. Mornings are more varied.
Would you like to tour the room before potentially booking her stay?
- Cassian
Oh, god, that's stupid. He stares at it for a long five minutes before deciding to just leave it. They're already commuting via cat.
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"I should lock you up. No one will storm the Bastille for you." Antoinette mrrps at her and licks her calf.
"Fine."
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He attaches two notes this time, the second of which is his preferred method for cleaning blood from a carpet.
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Before she leaves, Jyn adds in a hastily scrawl on the back of the note.
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He almost misses her little P.S. on the back, but Antoinette bats at the paper and knocks it over, flipping it as he leans to pick it up from the floor. He grins and scratches her head, to which she bumps up into his hand demanding more.
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When Antoinette drops off the note today, she leaps onto his table and nearly scatters his very neat piles of papers and pens. Red ones for grading, black ones for notes, laptop whirring while spotify runs through his instrumental lofi beats. Kay makes fun of him, but he finds it easier to concentrate when there aren't any lyrics, and the lofi doesn't get his foot tapping like other genres.
The cat freezes when Cassian startles, and he gently lifts her to deposit her in his lap instead, straightening up the papers while muttering a mild scolding she barely comprehends.
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He has to admit, he's mostly curious about cat sitting because he's starting to get curious about Jyn herself. He's met the cat! Plenty of times! He may have walked past Jyn in the building, but he wouldn't know.
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She doesn't want him to think he'll be doing it for free. She looks at Antoinette, Antoinette looks back. "Oh fuck off."
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He stares at his own blank note, trying to figure out the least invasive way to bring up the fact that they should... probably meet, before he airbnbs her cat. But he doesn't want to be weird about it.
Oh, god, that's stupid. He stares at it for a long five minutes before deciding to just leave it. They're already commuting via cat.