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Virgil opened one eye and slowly, lazily really, hopped down out of the chair and painstakingly made it's way over to the boy the white cat seemed to sniff his fingers for a moment, then lick them. It immediately backed off, seemingly having gotten a taste of something it didn't like, but soon enough Virgil was rubbing up against his legs and purring.
While this was going on Dante was talking and answering his questions. 
[Color=maroon]"Are you some kinda metalworker? Oh, and im sure she'd say Thanks if she could. I'm fairly certain she works hard on keeping her fur nice and shiny. Oh, and it's a girl. Her name is Virgil, and my name-"[/color]
She holds out her caloused, rough hand.
[Color=maroon]"is Dante"[/color]