Nepeta Leijon

[Nepeta is standing outside of the caves, wondering what all of the commotion is about.]

:33 < *ac sniffs the air outside of the scurry dark cave*
:33 < *sniff sniff sniff!*
:33 < smells like
:33 < smells like fun!
:33 < and scurry things!
:33 < but mostly fun!
:33 < *she slowly prowls towards the entrance in a stealthily manner*
:33 < t33h33h33

[Someone had better stop her. You know what they say: curiosity culled the cat-troll.]

[So, did you run out of toilet paper in the stall? Are you being forced to stand in front of your desk because your chair is gone? Maybe you're looking for printer paper. Have you seen your stapler?

It is probably in the room the trolls are calling home for this little event. And it is probably part of a massive pile of THINGS. The computer chairs stick out at the top, making sitting on this pile of work stuffs and feelings oh so comfortable. Nepeta's right at the top.

Seems she might have somebody's lunch. She's holding a roast beef sandwich up to her ear, kind of like how someone might hold a conch shell to it to 'listen to the ocean'.]

:33 < so fascinating!
:33 < i like the sound of this
:33 < you are the symphony for my maw mister roast beast sandwich
:33 < *ac parts her jaws and rips her prey to shreds*
:33 < mmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[There are two trolls wandering the mansion, knocking on certain doors with small stacks of hand-drawn invitations bundled in their arms.]

:33 < this is the best idea ever!!
:33 < especially after all the weird purrivate eye stuff that happened.
:33 < *ac still has newspaper ink all over her paws*
:33 < hey feferi
:33 < how come we cant invite the boys? :OO

{{OOC - LADIES: You're being invited to a mansion slumber party! The log for it will be posted this weekend. If you play a guy, don't sweat it - they may find themselves pulled into the fun too.

Oh, and both Nepeta and Feferi (cull_means_care) will be responding to tags on this thread.}}