Ha! Not a posh one. He's a gangster. Fucking terrible hospitality, and his earls are thugs.
[ The Cat is choosing, rather strategically, to not mention any of his personal experiences with said Cat Monarch or his earls, because that would involve cutting a little too close to discussing his frankly piss-poor standards when it came to taking lovers, and why he's sworn off other Cats for all of his remaining lives. Charles doesn't need to know any of that, not when he's got such a seemingly good opinion of him now. Not when he thinks he's capable of being a hero. ]
But they wouldn't scare you, puppy. They're all bark, no bite, but you're braver than that.
[ It's so easy to compliment Charles like this, when he's eager and interested and hanging off of the Cat's every word because he has very little else to go on. And it almost makes the Cat regret that he got rid of the illusion so quickly, because of just how entranced the ghost was with it. Well, no matter. He's got plenty other tricks up his sleeves. ]
Just watch out for cat scratches, won't you? They burn if you get unlucky enough to be caught by one, but— [ He holds his hands up, the picture of innocence. ] I'm on my best behaviour. I promise. I only scratch those who ask for it. [ His smile twisting at the corner a little, becoming more a smirk. ] Or those who say please~
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[ The Cat is choosing, rather strategically, to not mention any of his personal experiences with said Cat Monarch or his earls, because that would involve cutting a little too close to discussing his frankly piss-poor standards when it came to taking lovers, and why he's sworn off other Cats for all of his remaining lives. Charles doesn't need to know any of that, not when he's got such a seemingly good opinion of him now. Not when he thinks he's capable of being a hero. ]
But they wouldn't scare you, puppy. They're all bark, no bite, but you're braver than that.
[ It's so easy to compliment Charles like this, when he's eager and interested and hanging off of the Cat's every word because he has very little else to go on. And it almost makes the Cat regret that he got rid of the illusion so quickly, because of just how entranced the ghost was with it. Well, no matter. He's got plenty other tricks up his sleeves. ]
Just watch out for cat scratches, won't you? They burn if you get unlucky enough to be caught by one, but— [ He holds his hands up, the picture of innocence. ] I'm on my best behaviour. I promise. I only scratch those who ask for it. [ His smile twisting at the corner a little, becoming more a smirk. ] Or those who say please~