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[rdmcatpaw]

[Once again, its a video recording but the environment around the Mithra is covered in flowers. She appears to be laying down and looking extremely happy and purring loudly. On closer inspection, you can see her eyes glossed over. Someone found the catnip~]

I've never smelt such a thing before here in the fields.

[Her hands bats at a flower not too far above her with a chuckle, before stretching out a bit more. Although there's a pause and Cat forgets about the communicator being on. She turns on to her stomach and is crouched low, her tail swishing behind her. The last few seconds of the recording, the mage is seen pouncing off the side of the screen.

Feel free to find her in the flower deck.]

Comments

[notwhatiwas.livejournal.com]

[Vincent is in the temple--not as pleasant as when the deck was a graveyard, but easier on his eyes than all the sunlight--when Cat's transmission comes over the network.

After his own experience with poison flowers and strangling vines in the forest, anyone talking about a new smell among the plants of the ship warrants attention. And hey, he's already on the deck, he might as well make sure no one's out there dying from some kind of euphoria-spawning murderer, if only so he knows what other hazards to avoid in the future.

He steps out into the flowers, wincing slightly against the sun before his eyes adjust--and still uncomfortable even after--before making his way across to where he can see the girl moving around in the floral mess. He finds her comm first, and picks it up before walking up to her and holding it out.]

You dropped this.

[Deadpan voice is deadpan.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[The Mithra was pouncing hallunications before a voice distracted her. Her ears perked, she turns and gets to her feet, or more so tries to before grabbing on to the taller one for support.

My, he was tall for a Hume~]

Ah, thank you~

[She's still purring as she takes the device back and pockets it. Her attention is taken by the flowly cape and reaches out to paw it.]

[notwhatiwas.livejournal.com]

[Vincent automatically pulls back when she grabs at him for support, but in the end he lets her have his right arm simply because he's pretty sure that's the only reason she's upright. And believe it or not, he's not the type of man who'll just drop someone like a sack of potatoes when they can't stand up on their own.

...He will, however, crouch down to lower her to the ground and then pull his arm away, as well as the length of his cape that she's trying to do...something...to. He doesn't even know.]

Do you normally behave like this?

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[She blinks at suddenly being put back down in the field of flowers before shaking of her head.]

No, no. I... found a strrrrange flowerrrr.

[She realized her r's coming out and covered her mouth. She was trying to resist batting at more plants and Vincent's cape. She'd tried to remember where she found it, but couldn't. Her mind was foggy.

Luckily, there was some flattened or spread areas of flowers of where Cat once had been.]

[notwhatiwas.livejournal.com]

You're not feeling any pain?

[He turns and looks around while waiting for her to answer, seeking out the places she's been romping with his eyes, trying to find something different in the patches of flattened flora.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

If I was, I'd cast some magic.

[She wiggles her fingers and giggles.

Oh! There's something over there! She gets down low again, as flat as she could be before pouncing in to another patch of flowers -- that is if she wasn't stopped.]