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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.]

[brittlenerves.livejournal.com]

C-- Catpaw? A-Are you al-- alright?