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[rdmcatpaw]

[As the recording starts, there's the sound of a pen scraping across paper, scribbling something out as the Mithra mumbles to herself.]

Hn, that's not a good example. They wouldn't know what that meant...

[There's a sigh as she puts the items down and grabs for her communicator, although she's quiet for a moment.]

Um... Kevas, Cyrus, Castiel... Reno, Veld... Gre--.

[She starts to say another name but stops herself and takes a deep breath.]

Just let me know when all of you are free, alright? I'd... like to request your audience sometime in the future.

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[She notices this and kneels down beside him.]

...Hey, stop that, you're going to hurt yourself.

[Yes, she's trying to pry you out of your ball position.]

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[Do not even, Cat. Jinx's phobia can't be helped, even by your kind words.]

No I won't.

[FFF Jinx is pretty strong, just so you know.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[The mage frowns before glancing over at the kit then back at the elf. She does look concerned.]

Then why are you acting like this? There's nothing to be afraid of.

[She reaches over to place a consoling hand somewhere that isn't injured on Jinx's upper body.]

[standardpackage.livejournal.com]

[Once upon a time, Krew was lazy and didn't get proper medical supplies. The end.

There was a bit of early trauma with this one.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[Wow. That's horrible.

At no response to her question, she looks concerned.]

Is there anything I can do to help?

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[Well, as Freud suggested: What we are as adults is determined by childhood experiences. Fears included.]

Not really.

[It's muffled, since his face is buried in his arms.]

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Hmn....

[She's at a lost of what to do. Falling silent for a moment, she glances to the kit and decides to put it away. Once she returns, she's kneeling beside Jinx again.]

Can you... tell me what makes you happy? Or maybe...

[The Mithra trailed off, trying to think of something.]

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[Hearing that Cat had removed that kit, Jinx emerges from his ball.

What makes Jinx happy? Jinx really...has never actually taken the time to think too deeply into that.Yes, blowing shit up makes him happy, making deadly robots makes him happy, but that's because he was more or less forced to like them. Or one might say that it was either he liked them, or was on the streets.

Sadly, Jinx has never put that much thought into anything ever so all he gets is a small prick in the back of his mind of that thought.

Way to be, Jinx.]

I like blowin' shit up. That's pretty much it.

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[There's a small laugh as she pulls back to sit down on the floor.]

You'd probably enjoy working in the Alchemy guild, there's plenty of explosions there.

[A quick glance over the elf, just incase he was bleeding again.]

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[Jinx scratches the back of his neck, confused.]

Probably would.

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Well, I mean if you were on Vana'Diel.

[She got back to her feet for a moment and grabbed some fireworks before handing them over.]

But that's just wishful thinking and I'm no where skilled as some people in that craft.

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[...Cat.

You have no idea what you just did. You might think you do but you really don't.

Jinx takes them and shoves them in his pocket for later destructive shenanigans.]

Then we can practice. Ya' already seem ta' have some a th' tools.

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[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[Good luck trying to make them do that, after all they are magic made fireworks and won't hurt anyone but can blind someone in close range. Oh yeah, there's probably an odd one that can turn the user in to a latern that floats and sticks out its tongue.]

Tools? What do you mean? I don't have the proper items nor do I have any synthesis crystals!

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[Miiiight want to tell him that before he snaps all of them in half in anger.]

Well ya' got firecrackers right here an' back in' my room I got other shit we can use.

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They're fireworks. I don't think the Moogles intended them to be used as weapons and I'd probably wouldn't have them if the Captain thought they were weapons either.

[She grabbed an extra firework and popped the cap off it. She held her hand over the top as the light shot out, exploding in to other colors against it.]

See?

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[...Dammit, Cat. Way to be a killjoy.]

...Oh.

[Yah, he really doesn't know how to respond.]

[rdmcatpaw.livejournal.com]

[Yeah, she had a feeling she just destroyed some motivation there. With a sigh, a lowered head and flat ears, she apologizes.]

Sorry, I got you excited for nothing.

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Don't apologize, Sweetheart.

[He puts a hand on Cat's shoulder.]

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[At the touch, she looks up and tilts her head, an ear flickering.]

But...

[She drops it and sighs.]

Alright, if you say so.

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[Jinx is still sleeping on the damned floor.

He falls to his side and closes his eyes to sleep.]

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[Before he gets the chance to, the Mithra pokes him on the nose.]

Use the blankets and pillow I gave you, okay?

[Cat moves herself to her bed and turns on a lamp away from the elf, then steps over to get the light switch.]

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[Jinx snorts at that poke before pulling up the blankets and the pillow.]

Night, Suga'.

[Tonight, Jinx will dream about Kevas, Cyrus, and Reno walking in on this then beating Jinx to a bloody mess.]

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Good night.

[She retreated to her covers and got comfortable. Her dreams wouldn't involve any terrible nightmares from her past.]