A long, rust pipe is in the walls

I open my eyes to look up at it.
(also I'd just like to say thanks ^^)

(It's good!)

It looks tame, and when it sees your eyes are open, he jumps up and bounces around

her immediate thought was Tetanus, but she dispatched it and examined the pipe a bit closer.

I can't help but laugh a bit.

((Question would you mind if a made some stories based of this RP?))

It wasn't rusted, but it was covered in brown paint

she gave a mental sigh of relief and flicked her tail before continuing to follow the cat

(Not at all! Thank you, I'm flattered!))
It sits down, tail thumping against the cold stone.

(Thanks ^^)
I try to communicate with it "Can you help me get out?"

Your palm began to bleed heavily, and the cat turned around to sniff at the air