Nepeta Leijon ♌ arsenicCatnip (
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caughtinanetwork2012-08-28 08:48 am
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[Center of the screen is a gaudily wrapped sweet, bright and tempting - and then the mess of colours in the background comes into focus, the staticy crackling of countless wrappers transmitted across speakers as Nepeta very very slowly attempts to roll over from her spot on the top of her sweet-wrapper pile.
One blue-gloved hand gropes out in the air as she tries to capture that final elusive sweet - but then she groans and gives up, clutching at her tummy.]
Owww, it hurts...
One blue-gloved hand gropes out in the air as she tries to capture that final elusive sweet - but then she groans and gives up, clutching at her tummy.]
Owww, it hurts...
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[She lets RoboEquius pick her up and wriggles around until she's comfortably laying on both of them, already looking much more cheerful once her tummy is being rubbed for her.
Her small hands cling to Equius' much larger ones and tugs them down so she can rub her face on them, and then, after a moment of thought, pulls off her kitty hood. She bends her head and lifts Equius's hands to it to nuzzle him so that it's as if he's petting her messy dark hair.]
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You need to comb your hair, silly girl.
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[She beams at him, all cute smiles and messy hair and overstuffed tummy being rubbed.]
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[Look at his hair, Nepeta, and how smooth and shiny it is! Don't you want hair like that?]
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[...not particularly! Though she does like how shiny it is.]
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[He sounds pleased at the prospect.]
But you should probably comb it out at least once before then.
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[Purrrr. Oh that tummy rubbing is so soothing.]
And then afterwards you can be the one to do it and you'll brush it all nicely for me and I can brush yours for you too.
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[He smiles a little at her future plans, and her purring.]
I'd like that.
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[whoops subject change from her own hair!]
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[For once, RoboEquius doesn't roll his eyes.]
Do you have one in your sylladex?
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[Equius gets his brush out of his sylladex; it's flat and oval with no handle, only a strap across the back to get over his hand. It's almost identical to the type of brush used for currying horses, except it's made of metal. He carefully sets it on the floor.]
Go ahead, try and pick it up.
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It really is very heavy!! [Oww her paw. Yeah, she's never going to be able to pull that through Equius' hair repeatedly.]
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[Siiiigh. It's hard, being STRONG. It's hard, and only Darkleer understands.]
Maybe you could just use your claws?
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There should be one in my block if we go there. Probably.
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Let's go find it.
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Onwards! You can come too, RoboEquius!
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Where do you think it would be?
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Purrobably somewhere under there!
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[Not that he's one to talk. If it weren't for Darkleer and RoboEquius picking up occasionally, he probably would have smothered to death under a pile of robot parts by now.]
[Equius doesn't say anything, but RoboEquius, with an exaggerated eyeroll, strides over to the dresser and starts moving things around, carefully sorting them as he does.]
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