Days went by quickly, until one that arrived where they decided to deal with the missing cat issue. Urban City was a huge place, and the posters for the cat was almost everywhere. It could take forever to find him. If Bon could not offer anymore help in pinpointing where her cat was, all he had to go from was the picture. Even so, the picture was almost a zoomed in snap of the cat. If it was even a cat at all. Of course, it certainly did look like one from the posters. But he could not help but feel something was a bit... off from them.
Sly and Lexia had approached the apartment door, where the cat owner was supposed to be living in, according to the address. Compared to their place, the apartments here looked almost no different. Broken pieces of dusty furniture were left hanging near the rails, collecting more dust and becoming a home for spiders and other insects. The air smelt musty. Probably there was some growth somewhere that he would not bother trying to find. Paint had started to peel off from the walls, and the carpet was half ripped below them. If anyone wanted to live here, the interiors must have been much better.
This must be it, Sly said, rolling up the poster. He knocked on the door, and waited the pots clammering behind it to end. Greetings. We saw your posters and figured you have a missing cat problem?
"Ahh yes. I wont be a minute!" The voice sounded a bit heavy, right behind a series of shuffling as the tenant made her way to the door. With a loud click, and sliding of metal, she swung the door open. Sly was immediately greeted with a rather large woman in her silk skirt, the plump face heavily laced with powder and mascara, and the maroon hair almost seemingly overdone. Without a hair out of place.
Uh... good morning madame. We just wanted to grab some information about the cat before we are on our way.
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Sly and Lexia had approached the apartment door, where the cat owner was supposed to be living in, according to the address. Compared to their place, the apartments here looked almost no different. Broken pieces of dusty furniture were left hanging near the rails, collecting more dust and becoming a home for spiders and other insects. The air smelt musty. Probably there was some growth somewhere that he would not bother trying to find. Paint had started to peel off from the walls, and the carpet was half ripped below them. If anyone wanted to live here, the interiors must have been much better.
This must be it, Sly said, rolling up the poster. He knocked on the door, and waited the pots clammering behind it to end. Greetings. We saw your posters and figured you have a missing cat problem?
"Ahh yes. I wont be a minute!" The voice sounded a bit heavy, right behind a series of shuffling as the tenant made her way to the door. With a loud click, and sliding of metal, she swung the door open. Sly was immediately greeted with a rather large woman in her silk skirt, the plump face heavily laced with powder and mascara, and the maroon hair almost seemingly overdone. Without a hair out of place.
Uh... good morning madame. We just wanted to grab some information about the cat before we are on our way.
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Words: 345/100
Post: 1/8