heart / rogue

[ @purredator ]

My, my, aren’t you darling.

Where can I get a hat like that?

*_________

[He was attempting to tease her.  Though, emphasis on attempting.]

:33 < err :33 < thank you?

You’re not sure how to feel about being called ‘darling’, but you might as well be POLITE. This is a troll you’ve never seen before, after all, so you are a little interested.

Feferi, happy as a clam, holds the vehicle up for a moment, before setting the thing back down with a small thump.

“O)(, just for t)(e )(alibut! )(onestly I just wanted to keep my t)(inkpan busy. BUT!! It’s a delig)(t to sea you again!”

:33 < g33z, i wish i could just do that :33 < maybe they will give my strength back soon :33 < which is just such a silly thing to have to say, but!

You are hoping for it, anyway.

:33 < purrties are a little scary :33 < but it could be fun? :33 < i dont know how to swim either buuut i guess i could learn

“ christ━ i didn’t see you there, holy fucking shit i think my heart’s dancing some rumba here. ” totally not, as he was too absorbed in checking his phone and being frustrated over the fact he couldn’t seem able to access his old mail, proving him that indeed he was cut out from the world he was supposed to belong to ━the way goldframed glasses tilted at his shuddering and one small yelp off his chapped lips clear sign that the troll ( he’d recognize the candy corn horns anywhere ) on the tree had succeeded in spooking him with her presence. “ the fuck are you doin’ up on the branches like that ? “ even after years and a revolution, he didn’t seem to get how trolls worked.  / @purredator​ liked !

   :33 < oh!

You didn’t mean to startle him, and his surprised reaction to you surprises you a little, too! You’re content staying where you are, though, continuing to watch the other from your perch.

:33 < h33 h33, sorry about that :33 < dont you know cats love to climb tr33s?

You pause, caught up in how familiar this human looks. This is... the guardian that raised Dave? No, not quite, but close -- it must be some version of Dave, of which you’re sure there are plenty, but not the one you’ve met here already. Aware as you now are of human aging, you can’t imagine he would’ve grown up that quickly since you last saw him.

:33 < robots? :oo :33 < i know someone who builds robots too!

And someone who WAS a robot, but that might be a little less appropriate to mention. While robotics aren’t an interest of yours, you can’t help being curious now that it’s been brought up.

:33 < um, what kind of things do you make then?

A somewhat unnecessary question, given that you can see what he has with him... but you don’t quite know what it is.

   You haven’t quite come around to District Alpha -- it’s still all damp, grody, and unsettling, totally unlike the beast-ridden cave you once called your hive -- but you know it’s where you ought to look first. You also realize you could’ve used your CELL PHONE to check with him before you came all this way, but oh well.

Stopping in front of what you believe to be the correct hut, you raise a hand to the door--one that’s certainly seen better days--and knock, chasing the sound with your voice.  

   Try as you might, you simply cannot lift this rock. You wanted to double check that your strength is still capped--just as your beloved claws are still missing--so you chose an object you’re certain you’d usually be able to lift, but as it turns out... it’s still capped.

You must look silly, now, practically wrestling a rock that hardly budges. Upon giving up, you notice someone is looking.

“My feelings are that I like girls, and also your cat puns are amazing." Very eloquent, Mina.

fef vc: fun fact your moirail and I are red

   Standing a few feet across from you is a rather cute-looking CAT, and while you aren’t picky as a huntress, you aren’t interested in eating this beast. You just want to be its friend! 

You’ve been holding your hand out, slowly approaching and beckoning to it, and just when you think you have it... it suddenly turns and runs elsewhere. 

So close.

“N-EP-ETA!!”

Lord, she’s excited. The car is nearly thrown into the air as she scoops it up. 

   You grin, secretly crediting yourself for giving her that little boost.

“Ten bucks says I can pick t)(at car up!”

It had started pouring the minute she stepped outside. Blake may have enjoyed watching the rain from the comfort of her own home, but to be caught within the brewing whirlpool was a completely different story. A feline ear twitched out of annoyance as she stayed huddled beneath a bus stop, watching some citizens flee into nearby shops and beneath awnings. One individual was looking to head her way.

Of course she would not mind scooting over to make some room. Who would not?

@purredator

   This is, without a doubt, one of your least favorite types of weather. You have your trusty COAT pulled over your head, but given that you are still more soaked than you would like to be, perhaps it is not as trusty as you give it credit for.

You find refuge under a nearby bus stop, and when you see someone graciously make room for you, of course you decide to sit down.

:33 < phew! :33 < thank you

You glance over with a smile, noticing the pair of ears on this stranger’s head.