Not-So-Abandoned Warehouse: Sunday

[badassprodigy]

Thanks to a robotic arm and hand with a laser pointer, Cheryls ocelot was now being properly entertained and less likely to attack visitors and Barry himself.

Not that Barry wasn't taking his eyes off the ocelot. He'd had enough scratches thank you very much.

And in between monitoring his experiments, Barry was cleaning up the spots where Boudou had marked her territory.

"Not enough fucking tufted ears in this world to make this fun."

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[nobloodymessiah.livejournal.com]

If Eleanor was going to be on Barry's ethics committee, she might as well pop into his warehouse now and again, just to see what he was up to.

Also she was starting to ... be curious about the limits of his expertise. And what exactly he could build.

She stopped when she saw the -- large cat? Small leopard?

"I didn't know you had a pet."