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Who: Akira Machado (Pharos), Solange "Sol" Aster (Sion Astal) and Mr. Socks (a cat)
Where: Around town, wherever the cat may roam
Summary: Akira and Sol exchange notes via cat. It's adorable.
Warnings: N/A
Akira is very good at finding the stray cats. But today, he is looking for a specific stray cat- a black cat with white paws. Because if he can find Mr. Socks, then he can send Lor a message!
He's not totally sure what to send- someone reminded him that the app is kind of like the internet, so even though it stops him from telling people who he is he probably shouldn't do it outside of the app too. Maybe? Even though Lor is really nice...
Eventually he finds Mr. Socks, and attaches a note inside the color before messaging his friend to let him know. The note reads, in the handwriting of a child who is trying very hard to be neat:
Hi Lor! I didn't know what to write, so I drew you a picture of Mr. Socks instead.

Where: Around town, wherever the cat may roam
Summary: Akira and Sol exchange notes via cat. It's adorable.
Warnings: N/A
Akira is very good at finding the stray cats. But today, he is looking for a specific stray cat- a black cat with white paws. Because if he can find Mr. Socks, then he can send Lor a message!
He's not totally sure what to send- someone reminded him that the app is kind of like the internet, so even though it stops him from telling people who he is he probably shouldn't do it outside of the app too. Maybe? Even though Lor is really nice...
Eventually he finds Mr. Socks, and attaches a note inside the color before messaging his friend to let him know. The note reads, in the handwriting of a child who is trying very hard to be neat:
Hi Lor! I didn't know what to write, so I drew you a picture of Mr. Socks instead.

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No more than two days have passed, Sol thinks, as the cat curls about his right leg before weaving between his feet. And upon investigation (and, of course, after providing the stray with much-needed ear scritches!), there is a note tucked into Mr. Socks' collar, one written in the handwriting of a child who could surely be no more than ten years of age.
Solange smiles (even though his heart wants to sink, for someone so young to be beset with the ouroboros-marked application... it doesn't sit well with him), golden eyes crinkling with a warm measure of fondness at the picture which 'Ron' had drawn—and ah, isn't the the striking image of Mr. Socks...?
"I hope you'll not mind spending the afternoon with me, Mr. Socks," Solange says after a moment, perhaps two, thoughtfully glancing down at the cat who seems only all too happy to have his attention, "I want to send something back with you, for our friend."
Something...
Which ends up being, well, several things, carried within a small backpack.
The first is a small parcel of treats, labeled in a flowing script, 'For Mr. Socks'.
The second thing is...? Another small parcel, this time of taffy brightly colored for the appoaching summer, labeled 'For Ron'.
And lastly, a note which reads: Dear Ron, thank you for the drawing! I will keep it somewhere where everyone can see.
You'll find treats for Mr. Socks in his backpack, because he definitely deserves something special for helping us out. There is a small present for you as well, if you'll have it.
I hope this letter finds you well.
Your friend,
Lor
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And that's how Sol will find him, just sitting on the ground in the park with a very pleased Mr. Socks.