The fur on L’kahlee’s tail bristled with irritation. That in itself wasn’t particularly unusual, considering precisely how much of her time she spent irritated with one person or another, but there was a special feeling to the irritation when it involved Nelani Nunne, her wife’s half-sister. The dark blue-skinned Keeper - are we really sure she’s a miqo’te and not some kinda voidsent? I’m not - currently sat perched on a tall shelf in the infirmary, peering down at her lazily, her tongue peeking out from between her lips in what Rastirah insisted on calling a ‘blep’ for reasons unknown.
“Nell, get yer skinny ass down off there.”
Nelani let out a weird chirp and stretched out on the shelf-top, knocking off several empty vials. Kahlee hissed with irritation and caught them on a cushion of elemental air halfway to the floor, twitching her hand to send them floating to a nearby table. “Y’see what I’m dealin’ with here?”
“I certainly do, cousin,” her lab partner for the day lilted sardonically from the other side of the desk, leaning back into her seat, silvered eyes twinkling with amusement. “I must say, I’ve never seen anyone display such grace and aplomb in surviving such hardship as inconveniently located naps.”
“Oh, shut th’ fuck up, Shtola.” Kahlee’s snippiness lacked much of its usual bite, a sign of how happy she actually was to have her cousin back. “I asked y’here to take a look at her, not make fun o’ me. Y’want a stepladder so y’can reach her?”
Y’shtola arched a pale eyebrow. “You’ve met my traveling companions. I think I can handle her.”
Another flash of irritation followed as Y’shtola gestured towards the perched Nelani and simply *asked* her to come down, and Nell actually fucking did it, and Shtola shot her a look of smug amusement.
“What’s your story, then?”
Nell squinted at Y’shtola, head tilting. “You’re pretty.”
“Not an answer, but the sentiment is appreciated.”
Kahlee rolled her eyes. “There’s somethin’ weird about her magic. She casts stuff she shouldn’t know how to cast. It’s almost like that blue magic shite, but she seems t’be able t’do it with anything.”
Both brows shot up this time. “Indeed. Well, that’s a unique talent.”
“That was sort of th’ point of askin’ y’here, yeah.”
“Naturally.” Y’shtola placed her aether goggles over her eyes and activated them. A moment later, she went very still. The tip of her tail flicked, once, twice.
“I almost forgot what it’s like to hold a conversation with you.” Shtola lowered the goggles, clipping them back to the sleeve of her dress. “So, I told you of Anyder, yes? The ancient institute of learning we found the ruins of on the First?”
Kahlee’s head tilted. “Yeah?”
“The memory crystals there spoke of- actually, mmm. I would prefer to only explain this once. And given you’ve told me that Nelani largely exclusively listens to instruction from your friend, I’m now quite curious to meet her.”
A slow smirk twisted at the corner of Kahlee’s lips. “You want t’meet Anhe. Oh, this should b’good.”
“She might b’a huge fan of yers.”
“Ah.” Y’shtola flashed Kahlee a mirror of her cousin’s shit-eating smirk. “Well. I do, on occasion, sign autographs.”
“Anyone ever tell y’ yer a little shit?”
“Believe it or not, it has been said.”
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