[i'm gonna be honest she forgot she was a cat. she spends so much time in random forms that she forgets that other people percieve her as the animals she changes into.
there's a pause, and she hops off his shoulder, stretching out in a biiiiig kitty stretch.
[ look he read her profile by now he was Aware it was not just a cat. but he watches her stretch and morph and when she's a person-shape again he doesn't seem too bothered. ]
Shapeshifter then. [ ... ] I guess it's not common where you're from? [ if. people want to kill her. ]
[ he isn't sure how much she wants to discuss it, but...he can kind of understand the sentiment.
"thereโs a reason they didnโt put a cabin to hades here, percy. heโs not welcome, any more than he is on olympus. i donโt belong. i have to go.โ
"i don't have friends! i left camp half-blood because i donโt belong! iโll never belong!"
"i'm the son of hades. i might as well be covered in blood or sewage, the way people treat me. i donโt belong anywhere. iโm not even from this century. but even thatโs not enough to set me apart. iโve got to be โ to be โ"
"itโs none of your business, but i donโt belong. thatโs obvious. no one wants me."
his thoughts seem to come to a screeching halt and he shakes his head a little to clear them. right. no more memories. this isn't about that. things are better. he has a place to belong now.
but he's always fairly aware of the people who don't. and the people who get forgotten. he's not quite sure what it is that possesses him to say this, and he doesn't really think it'll help, but he does find himself talking again shortly after. ]
There aren't really people like me either. But my sister's boyfriend...he can change his appearance like you can. There's no one like him either where we're from. [ he tilts his head. ] It's a weird feeling.
[like three or four people have told her so far that they know someone who can shapeshift like her and it makes her feel itchy.
she shifts her weight from one foot to the other.]
Neat. [it's only because maybe they're a little similar in this sense that he might be able to tell that she is wildly uncomfortable.] Anyway, the cat is out of the bag!
[jazz hands!] I hope you realize how much this puts a damper on my plans with you knowing this. I might just have to eat you.
[ well. whether she's serious or she's joking, that does make his expression drop a little for some reason. it's more neutral than anything, but when he speaks the tone is a little heavier. ]
[looks at her profile where it lists lying under her skills]
Yeah! You know. Sometimes you wake up in the morning and you crave the flesh of your enemies or whatever. Sometimes you pillage a village. And sometimes you just want a muffin.
You never know what you're gonna get. [she says cheerfully, putting in change for a bag of chips.] Like how if you open a drawer in the kitchen there might be a bunch of cream cheese in there. Or if you look in your bed you might find a bunch of cola. And then you go whoa! How did that get there, I surely don't know!
And then --
[makes explosion noises with her mouth
why, idk. she just does. sometimes you talk to yourself a lot and it's a hard habit to break.]
If I ever find a bunch of cola in my bed I refuse to show mercy to whoever's responsible. [ just to make that clear. but also like. yeah. it's fine. sometimes you are so used to being alone you just talk to yourself, he absolutely gets that. it's not weird. maybe they're both weird.
...it's probably that they're both weird. ]
Are you the one who was responsible for all of the cola all over the hotel, by the way?
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I can understand the sentiment. [ he doesn't quite agree, but he can understand eye for an eye. ] Why you? You're just a cat.
[ he knows she's not. this is his way of letting her decide what she wants to tell him. ]
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there's a pause, and she hops off his shoulder, stretching out in a biiiiig kitty stretch.
and then she schwoops into her human form.]
Nah. [not a cat!]
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Shapeshifter then. [ ... ] I guess it's not common where you're from? [ if. people want to kill her. ]
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shapeshifter gets... just the slightest bristle, just a little. it's not the word she hates, it just... makes her wary.]
Nobody else is like me. [for better or for worse.]
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"thereโs a reason they didnโt put a cabin to hades here, percy. heโs not welcome, any more than he is on olympus. i donโt belong. i have to go.โ
"i don't have friends! i left camp half-blood because i donโt belong! iโll never belong!"
"i'm the son of hades. i might as well be covered in blood or sewage, the way people treat me. i donโt belong anywhere. iโm not even from this century. but even thatโs not enough to set me apart. iโve got to be โ to be โ"
"itโs none of your business, but i donโt belong. thatโs obvious. no one wants me."
his thoughts seem to come to a screeching halt and he shakes his head a little to clear them. right. no more memories. this isn't about that. things are better. he has a place to belong now.
but he's always fairly aware of the people who don't. and the people who get forgotten. he's not quite sure what it is that possesses him to say this, and he doesn't really think it'll help, but he does find himself talking again shortly after. ]
There aren't really people like me either. But my sister's boyfriend...he can change his appearance like you can. There's no one like him either where we're from. [ he tilts his head. ] It's a weird feeling.
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she shifts her weight from one foot to the other.]
Neat. [it's only because maybe they're a little similar in this sense that he might be able to tell that she is wildly uncomfortable.] Anyway, the cat is out of the bag!
[jazz hands!] I hope you realize how much this puts a damper on my plans with you knowing this. I might just have to eat you.
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And leave them orphaned? [ he gestures to his hood where the creature is hanging out, going OwO at nimona. ] Harsh, Nimona.
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that makes her laugh a little.] Yep, that's me. I mean like obviously I'd adopt them and let them be my super cool evil sidekick.
[she says, bouncing on her heels.]
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I wouldn't let that happen to them again.
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she isn't quite sure how to... be nice? so. she just skips it entirely.]
Sheesh. Okay, sensitive. [and bounces to the vending machine, looking for snacks.] I'm not set up for the boss life anyway, so whatever.
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So what kind of life are you set up for? [ what does she actually want to do? ]
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Whatever sounds the most fun. Usually it involves fire.
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Taking it one day at a time for whatever comes up?
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Yeah! You know. Sometimes you wake up in the morning and you crave the flesh of your enemies or whatever. Sometimes you pillage a village. And sometimes you just want a muffin.
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Sure. That's how I feel every morning without my first cup of coffee. [ deadpan. ] Always a new adventure. At least it breaks up the routine.
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And then --
[makes explosion noises with her mouth
why, idk. she just does. sometimes you talk to yourself a lot and it's a hard habit to break.]
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...it's probably that they're both weird. ]
Are you the one who was responsible for all of the cola all over the hotel, by the way?
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she pauses in where she's doing godzilla motions, and then:]
Nope. Whoever did it is hilarious, though. It made so many people so mad.
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It probably made people mad because we still have to live here. And we don't have an option to make it less gross.
[ he's truly just like "i have been in more disgusting scenarios so who cares." ]
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[shrug.]
They said housing is coming, so it's fine.
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Should be tomorrow. Are you planning to actually stay in yours?
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[either that or she's going to hide in ace's dorm and pretend like she isn't living there]
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Oh yeah? That was nice of him. Guess he can't go back on his word now, can he?
[ the good thing is will invited nico before this so he doesn't have to be lowkey jealous of a catgirl. ]
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he'll very quickly learn that nimona is Not Interested anyway so it's fine]
I mean, he could. People do.
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People do. Even people here might do that. But he won't.
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