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I'm not a deer? I'm a cat?
[OH NO THIS IS HORRIBLE]
[????]
Those syllables and letters don't make sense when said in that order, Sally.
Those syllables and letters don't make sense when said in that order, Sally.
[what a good cat - there's still something familiar and fond in iris' gaze as she focuses on catra, but also - ]
I'd say it's a pleasure but I think there's still quite a few problems on our plate - and I don't know how long I have.
You've spoken with Crow and Kon, correct? Do we have any new insight on our enemy or why they've decided to make a mockery out of me?
[sometimes you are just war ready. her words are more measured than that of viola, carrying a certain level of intent and sharp, sharp anger]
I'd say it's a pleasure but I think there's still quite a few problems on our plate - and I don't know how long I have.
You've spoken with Crow and Kon, correct? Do we have any new insight on our enemy or why they've decided to make a mockery out of me?
[sometimes you are just war ready. her words are more measured than that of viola, carrying a certain level of intent and sharp, sharp anger]
It sounds kind of like "sun?" Are suns grouchy?
[oh dear]
[oh dear]
[. . . . . . . . if it were bite week Viola would get a little nibble. probably]
[either way, Catra does not at all mind the immediate leap into business, because it's true-- neither of them know how much time she has like this. and the fire, the cold simmering anger, is something that Catra recognizes and respects. Kon and Crow had told her that Iris was angry, but. . . it's different to see it for herself]
Unfortunately, no. Nothing big that they've shared with me. [another tail lash] Did Crow tell you about the script he bought from Viola? Leo got one too, apparently-- only it's a "cast list," not a full script.
[either way, Catra does not at all mind the immediate leap into business, because it's true-- neither of them know how much time she has like this. and the fire, the cold simmering anger, is something that Catra recognizes and respects. Kon and Crow had told her that Iris was angry, but. . . it's different to see it for herself]
Unfortunately, no. Nothing big that they've shared with me. [another tail lash] Did Crow tell you about the script he bought from Viola? Leo got one too, apparently-- only it's a "cast list," not a full script.
Not usually a problem for someone like me.
Fur, and all that.
Fur, and all that.
[FRANCY YOU ARE MAKING ME WONDER IF CATRA KNOWS WHAT CANCER IS???]
So "tsun deer" is like "sun cat" because the sun is warm, but it also. . . gives you cancer?
So "tsun deer" is like "sun cat" because the sun is warm, but it also. . . gives you cancer?
A script and a cast list - [she taps her fingers against the table, drumming in thought as she narrows her eyes] - it makes you wonder why these are available, why you're being given answers that are in fact truthful given that it led you to correctly assuming Viola and I aren't the same. If there are nuggets of truth to them...
Are we being baited? Or is—
[she pauses and finds herself out of breath again]
Ah—
Are we being baited? Or is—
[she pauses and finds herself out of breath again]
Ah—
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[OH NOOOO. . . that was far shorter than Catra had hoped for, and it shows in her expression, in the way it twists into frustration as she leans over the table]
-- Viola?
[her ears flatten]
No, it. . . it worked.
It worked like a charm, but only for about ten seconds.
-- Viola?
[her ears flatten]
No, it. . . it worked.
It worked like a charm, but only for about ten seconds.
I can't keep up with all of these terms that people keep throwing around. It's too my for my little brain to handle.
[SHE IS BEING WRY]
[SHE IS BEING WRY]
[I]
[okay Catra can't help it. she laughs a little, but it's a bit humorless]
Don't worry, you're safe from childhood memories.
But you forgot that your name-- your real name-- is Iris.
[okay Catra can't help it. she laughs a little, but it's a bit humorless]
Don't worry, you're safe from childhood memories.
But you forgot that your name-- your real name-- is Iris.
. . . do people really think that's a compliment?
. . . you-- you trust me, right?
[fidgets a little bit in her seat, gaze flicking up to meet Viola's]
So. . . you'd trust me when I say something at this school messed with your memories, right? We don't know what it is, or how to stop it, but. . .
[she trails off]
[fidgets a little bit in her seat, gaze flicking up to meet Viola's]
So. . . you'd trust me when I say something at this school messed with your memories, right? We don't know what it is, or how to stop it, but. . .
[she trails off]
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