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It was evening when the movie ended, and Mercy was curled up in a ball, having fallen asleep toward the very end of the movie. As entertaining as the movie was, she was exhausted. She stirred slightly when it ended, letting out a small, grumbly noise. Bunx hopped out of her lap as she moved, walked tentatively over to Ajax and sniffing his fingers.

Ajax watched the movie, occasionally glancing at Mercy. She looked so peaceful, laying there... asleep. -Well at least Binx is enjoying the movie- he thought with a small smile, raising his eyebrows when Mercy grumbled as the movie ended. He looked at Binx warily and frowned, grabbing a blanket and using that to tentatively, very gently, carefully push the cat away. "Mercy your cat is trying to kill me..." he wheedled quietly, nudging her with his hand.

Binx smacked Ajax's blanket with an insulted paw, giving him a hiss. He tried to weave around it, mewing pitifully. Mercy gave an uncooperative whine as he nudged her, squinting at him. "Binx, lovely, c'mere." She huffed quietly, gently rubbing her eyes. Binx paused and gave Ajax a moody stare, then trotted back to Mercy's side and curled up beside her. She blinked a few times, sitting up and looking at Ajax, smoothing her hair back into a ponytail to stop it from looking like a mess. "I told you, Ajax, he just likes you. And, I mean, you're a demon. You're already dead. Maybe you're not allergic anymore?" She suggested hopefully.

Ajax jerked his hand back with an equally annoyed hiss, though it sounded much more like a raptor's growl than a small cat's hiss. Ajax gave a moody stare right back before glancing at Mercy as she spoke, wincing slightly. He knew he probably wasn't allergic anymore.. he was kind of using that as leverage so he wouldn't have to touch the cat. Ajax watched that hope fly out the window. "Maybe." He said with a small sigh. He almost wished he was still allergic... it was a great excuse to not be around the cat.

She looked at him for a few more moments before giving him a flat stare. "You little brat, you knew you weren't allergic. Thats it, I'm not saving you anymore. Go on, Binx, sicc em." She teased. Binx looked at Ajax and bounded over, sniffing his hands and hopping onto his legs in curiousity. Mercy watched with a slightly evil smile, curling up with her blanket.

"I'm not little." Ajax muttered, looking annoyed and appalled when Binx hopped on his legs. "This is a good way to get me exercise and a bad way to help me heal!" He yelped, scrambling off the bed with a snort. "You can have your... cats. I'll take dogs any day." He sounded grumpy, his dark blue eyes flashing as he looked at the cat.

"You act little." She teased, propping herself up on her arms and watching him scramble away with a little twinkle in her eyes. "Well, its a win-win then. You get excercise, and you're forced to hang out with me longer." Mercy joked. Binx swatted at Ajax as he ran away, hopping to the edge of the bed and wiggling his haunches for a moment. After, he pounced his way onto Ajax's shoulder, standing precariously there and swatting at his hair angrily. Mercy giggled. "If you give him attention he'll leave you alone, dummy."

Ajax growled at the cat, not having the will the bat Binx away. When the cat jumped on his shoulder, though, his expression got even grumpier... who knew that was possible. "If I pay attention to him he will think I like him and never leave me alone again!" His voice raised to a half squeak of anger at the end, but that obviously didn't work, and Ajax mentally promised himself never to do that again. "Can I annoy you until you take him off?" He mused hopefully. "How annoyed by you are accents? British? Australian? Russian? German? French? Irish? Scottish? Southern? Anything?" Ajax walked over near the bed and dipped his shoulder down, but he knew that would affect the cat in no way at all. He finally gave in and picked up Binx carefully, putting the cat back down on the bed with a slight wrinkle of his nose.

Binx sat himself down warily on Ajax's shoulder, placing a paw on his head and snuffling around with a long strand of his hair. Mercy was giggling her way through his little scene, rolling on her stomach as he squeaked. "Wow, someone is really upset, huh? I didn't know you coukd make a noise that high pitched." She laughed, lifting her head off the pillow and watching him. "I love accents. It would be so entertaining to me. Start with a... british one. I love British accents." Mercy teased. Binx clung to Ajax as he tried to dip his shoulder down, hissing. He gave a wailing mew as he got placed back on the bed, turning around and hopping to the floor to brush against his ankles. "He's very determined." Mercy teased, sitting up.

Ajax had the right to look miserable at this point. He watched the cat twine around his ankles, not moving an inch. "Very determined is quite right." He answered with a strong British accent, nailing it perfectly. "I wasn't kidding when I said I could do all those accents." Ajax commented drily, stepping away from the cat and sitting back down on the bed with an aggravated sigh. "I wish I was a frog. Then I could eat whatever bugged me," Ajax mused with a slight smile. He was the king of bad jokes.