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mortalcoil) wrote in
driftfleet2016-05-22 07:46 pm
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Red Fish Pond
Who: Anyone aboard the SS Red Fish
Broadcast: Probably Not
Action: SS Red Fish
When: Through the end of May
[as usual, all is friendly smiles and laughs on the most lovable ship in the fleet!]
Broadcast: Probably Not
Action: SS Red Fish
When: Through the end of May
[as usual, all is friendly smiles and laughs on the most lovable ship in the fleet!]

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Cat is as cat does. The petting is a little more soothing for her nerves, so she relaxes by degrees. Still intent, on the other hand, on just being a tiny cat. She can't answer questions like this. She wouldn't even know what to say.]
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He sits down on the bed, letting his feet hang off the edge as he waits, gives Katie some time to relax. Dammit, child, you're gonna be the death of him. The next death of him anyway. Whatever.]
You know, um.
Usually... if someone is dangerous, kittens I pet give me a few pats on the hand.
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...she's amused despite herself at that attempt. For a while it might feel like she either didn't pay attention or that's not the issue.
But she lifts a paw eventually and pats at his hand. Once. Have fun with that translation.]
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Cats give a few pats on the hand if someone hurt them, too. Always three or four.
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She's not real sure just a kick on the ass will help things.]
action.
Man, figuring out how to ask you about some things are difficult, you know.
I'm not nearly creative enough today for this.
[He smiles a bit, trying to lighten the mood.]
I sure hope nobody's in danger soon...?
[TELL ME, KITTY, SIGNAL ME.]
action.
....but that's a hard question.
She doesn't know. Danger, definitely. Soon?...
She isn't sure. It's not a question she can answer, and she can't...answer it anyway, really. That's too complicated for paw-patting games. She digs her claws in just deep enough to prick, not enough to really hurt, and stares up at him finally, giving him a pathetic kind of mewl. I dunno Sam, this is hard. :(]
action.
This is rough.]
Maybe when I'm tired and take a nap, someone can leave a list of all the people on the ship who aren't scaring little kids around here. It won't narrow it down much, but it's a start.
[He scrubs the crown of her head with some fingers, trying to comfort.]
action.
For now, she'd really rather just. Not go home, and curl up and feel just a little safer right here, if that's okay.
When he does nap, or otherwise turn his attention away for long enough, you can bet she'll leave him a note. Sasha is a vampire. Which might seem like a remarkably clear statement, until you factor certain habits into account.
Also, nobody told her how to spell Sascha, so.]
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Is she saying that Sascha isn't a vampire? Or is he something more than a vampire...? Whatever the case, he'll seek her out, make sure she's alright, and devise some kind of way to look into Sascha a little more. If it's enough to scare someone who's fae, it's plenty enough to concern him.]