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After Toki left the room to go on his little ingredient excursion, Che’nya was left to his own devices with Toki’s cat. Well, he’ll just have to call his new fuzzy friend ‘Toki’s cat’ or whatever name he can think of for now. This will be fun while they wait.

While they wait, Che’nya’s bonding time with the cat consists of dangling a piece of yarn in front of the cat to catch it, brushing its fur as he can feel it’s low, soothing purr and a game of hide and seek. Well, it’s more so Che’nya disappearing in plain sight in front of the cat and sneaking up on it to surprise it like a wild animal hiding in the shadows to catch their prey.

The two cats were having so much fun until Toki came back. “Oh yes! You’re back!” Che’nya made his whole body visible in front of Toki while he carried his cat.

“Hmm? Kitty Boy? Who’s that?” Che’nya asked feigning ignorance before chuckling at his own joke, “I’m joking here! I haven’t given you my name yet, right? It’s Artemiy Artemiyevich Pinker. But I’ll spare you the tongue twister. All of my friends call me Che’nya.” He took a quick gander at the ingredients Toki bought and sat down crossed legged with him, petting the cat, “Hmm…I see you got everything. Everything you can find in a non magic world but that’ll do. It’s so different on the other side of the looking glass. So what is the first step?”

Toki sits right next to the bed, on the ground, and carefully sets the items up on the bed for safe keeping. He glances up to the cat-boy in confusion at the long name, trying it out himself; “artem-ey? Artem-ey a..vich-…Ams too hards. Che’nya ams silliers anyway, and easiers!”

He looks back and forth to the ‘cauldron’ he’d brought and the ingredients, biting at his lower lip in thought. “Water essence! Which— I think this ams close enough…” Swiping a clear bottle off the bed, he’d start to carefully pour it into the cauldron, filling it just about half way. “Uhm..I think we was supposed to heats the cauldron. What, on a stoves? I has…A flame-thrower! Or— A lighter! Amnst sure what would work best…”

So of course, Toki being the..Eager fellow he was, scrambled to get his flame-thrower from ages ago. He hadn’t touched it in months, but this seemed like a fair occasion to use it! Very light setting of course, just enough for the ‘water essence’ to bubble and steam abit. “Aaand a little dash of..Whatevers booze I took from Pickle?” Snatching a bottle of something, likely vodka, he begins tipping it over into the liquid below.

One by one the guitarist would add in the ingredients— Tossing in the cat fur, whisker and nail, the ‘mimosa pollen’ which he’d assume your regular old pollen would work, and finally a drop of blood. He’d rummaged through his craft box to find a little blade he used for his model airplanes, giving a quick prick to his finger. “Gross. Ams it supposed to be all thicks like that?” He leans forward and pokes the mixture in the cauldron. “I knows you said on the instruktions, but- Bleh!”

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