Exhaustion (Ithea)

[Anastasia]

Bed. Rest. Sleep. Ithea thinks all of those things as she heads to her quarters, glad to rid herself of responsibility for a time. No devils, no missions, no Balyss and Sylvie drama, no nothing. But on coming to her quarter's door, she finds a basket sitting in front of it. A folded piece of paper rests atop the basket, which is covered up.

[Merc]

Ithea stops and closes her eyes and sighs, counting down from ten, before opening her eyes and grabbing the piece of paper. It's almost certainly Stille trying to be sweet, but if he wants some kind of picnic date, he's going to be disappointed tonight.

Opening the piece of paper and glancing through it, Ithea reads its contents.

[Anastasia]

It reads as follows:

Dear Ithea

Enclosed is a light meal and a small token of my affection. Rest well.

Love,

Stille.

[Merc]

Okay, points to Stille for not making it a date and knowing she wanted to rest. Smiling a bit more warmly but still tiredly, she grabs the basket and enters her room, setting it on her desk and peeking at the contents after greeting whichever pets happen to be in the room, whether they be flame cats, badger slaads, or slaad cats.

[Anastasia]

All three are in the room - and curled up on Ithea's bed, fast asleep.

Checking in her basket, she finds a small bouquet of roses along with a simple meal of finger foods.

[Merc]

Ithea pops one of the items into her mouth as she eyes the bed, wondering if she can get into a comfortable position herself with them all on her bed right now.

[Anastasia]

Probably, if you don't mind having two cats and a slaad curled up next to you. Food's good, too.

[Merc]

Ithea gulps one more finger food item, and then slides into the bed next to the three creatures there, and closes her eyes to rest.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100
<Kobot> Kotono rolled 1d100 --> [ 1d100=87 ]{87}

Ithea soon falls asleep. Her mind drifts into dreams. Mmm. She's warm. So warm and comfortable, warmth all around her. She feels an urge to rise and stretch.

[Merc]

She does so!

[Anastasia]

You're lying in a misty, indistinct room. A bedroom and on a massive, soft bed. Sunlight comes from a skylight, a warm sunbeam all over Ithea. Next to her is a black and white cat, curled up and purring. "Mmmm," it murmurs, a he from the decidedly masculine and human sound of his voice. "You're stirring." He opens one feline eye and gazes at Ithea.

[Merc]

Knowledge check to identify?

[Anastasia]

K:N.

[Merc]

[22:32] <Merc> roll d20+42+5+6 K:N+Collector+Inspiration
[22:32] <Kobot> Merc rolled d20+42+5+6 K:N+Collector+Inspiration --> [ 1d20=3 ]{56}

[Anastasia]

It is a cat. A talking cat. Mildly unusual, but cats connected to Sharess usually can talk. Suffice to say, Ithea knows all about felines and that this cat is probably tied to the Dancing Lady in some way.

That or you're having a strange lucid dream.