[yes! you are scorpia! and she has tons of things to say, mostly questions: why? (why not) how? (she's pretty sure it was the mask. or the paint. or both. neither?) but the most important: how long? jinx has been too sleepy to pick up on her cues - though between she, mr. bananas and sansa, she has a reasonable assurance her sister won't starve.
vi, however, is hungry. and this little cat body does not want fish, jerky, certainly not noodles, and she does not think it'll tolerate a beer, either. (it won't) she's going to have to get sustenance somehow, and the idea of ingesting a bowl of random blood ...she's finally found something to turn her stomach worse than prison food. small bowls are left out fairly often, but she finds herself questioning their origins in a way she absolutely would not do were they bowl of noodles.
she lets out a sadhappy little noise - a confused greeting, and a bit of a sigh, which might or might not be odd coming from a batcat.
but the laughter's calming, and she raises both paws, curling them into as much of a fist as she can make, and shadowboxes playfully into the air]
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vi, however, is hungry. and this little cat body does not want fish, jerky, certainly not noodles, and she does not think it'll tolerate a beer, either. (it won't) she's going to have to get sustenance somehow, and the idea of ingesting a bowl of random blood ...she's finally found something to turn her stomach worse than prison food. small bowls are left out fairly often, but she finds herself questioning their origins in a way she absolutely would not do were they bowl of noodles.
she lets out a sadhappy little noise - a confused greeting, and a bit of a sigh, which might or might not be odd coming from a batcat.
but the laughter's calming, and she raises both paws, curling them into as much of a fist as she can make, and shadowboxes playfully into the air]