Geary woke when he heard a squeaking sound. Opening his eyes, he found a mouse looking directly into his eyes from atop his muzzle. "Gah!" The tabby fell out of his chair and hit head head against the stone flooring as the mouse scampered into a crack. Geary stood up and looked out the window. It was night, which would partially explain why he wasn't tired, being a nocturnal creature as he is. "Hm... I guess I'll go take a walk." Geary walked over to the door and opened it inward, surprised to find a box outside. He picked it up and brought it in, kicking the door shut simultaneously. He opened the box, finding six pairs of white trouser and shirts, identical in color to that of his fur. There was also a noted from Iasha, apologizing to him. Geary sat there for several minutes, overwhelmed with guilt. He looked between the note and the paper he was sketching on. Geary knew that this invention could be one of the most important things he did, and that he should attempt to perfect it as soon as possible. Several minutes later, he was waiting outside Iasha's door, dressed in one of the outfits she gave him. Reached a paw out and knocked on the door.
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Geary: That means you get a companion for four levels, then it gets an upgrade.
Draykin: A very PAINFUL upgrade.
* Digital_Vulpine eeps, since the rules don't specify that I'm exempt from the psychic link that Wizards have with their familiars. o_o;
Geary: GET YOUR PET DRUNK.