#kitt otto

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<< You are used to the feel of the creepers brushing up against your legs. They prickle at your skin, leaving you unhappy. You walk through the woods anyway, despite the prickle. You hardly notice it until it brushes against your leg. Without your glasses, it takes you a moment to react.

A cat is weaving itself between your legs, happily rubbing it's head into your shins.>>

<< Meow! >>

-🐾

<< His eyes may not be his best ally at the moment, but he knows the feeling of a cat brushing up against his leg. His aunt back home had a cat, her cat was less mobile and much grumpier though. >>

"Hey- hey- hey there little guy, where'd you come from?"

"Are- are- are you a victim of the plane crash too?"

<< Kitt slowly lowers himself into the sand being sure to not scare the cat away, when he's fully sat down in the sand the cat approaches him cautiously. Kitt sits there patiently letting his little orange friend take his time. >>

"You're quite the- the sweet little guy aren't you? Do- do you have a name? You're much nicer than my auntie Adelaide's cat."

<< Kitt scratched Milo's chin and rubbed circles around the backs of his ears. This was a very welcome distraction from the chaos that one would call the island. >>

"My- my- my brother Marcy taught me how to fish. Maybe next time I can catch you something. How- how- how does that sound?"

~🪶

( @theloneislandcat )

[atlas-ponders]

Fuck getting asks from problematic people cause I was excited to have Kitt talk about his favorite dinosaur, but no u gotta be gross

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"How'd you get it to not fly away when you hold it like that?"

[ Kitt might have heard this voice before, but even if he did, to her it speaking to him directly was a new experience.

Irving talked quieter than he did most times, it made it seem like he actually had some kind of tact with the words that came out of his mouth. He did not want to startle the bird, was all. ]

"Lot of the birds I see in the forest fly away at the sound of twigs snapping, this one's really calm for being held in a person's hands. Looks really interesting, too.

Don't you find it interesting how the birds in the forest are so much more different than the birds by the beach? The ones by the beach all got the same gray feathers, because they're all seagulls. The ones in the forest aren't all seagulls, they're not the same at all. They all must have got different names. Do you know what this one's called?"

[ The finch in Kitts hands intrigues Irving greatly, if he did not make that obvious enough. It was a rare sight to see something so wild behave so domestic. Kitt must have a good heart, Irving can sense it as well as the animal. ]

— 🧭 ( @amelioration-of-sorrows )

<<The small creature sits tenderly nested in Kitt’s hands, she cocks her head looking towards Irving. Her tweets are soft, her feathers fluff out slightly, looking ever so curiously at the boy standing before her.>>

“One- one- one of her wings is injured, she can't fly well much of anywhere. I’ve been- she likes grass and seeds. Sometimes I can get her insects! I think- I think she fell out of her nest. They normally like grassy areas or forests.”

<<Kitt lightly lifts up one of the bird's wings, It’s rather easy to tell the sensation is unpleasant, she flaps her wing slightly before it returns to her side.>>

“One of my favorite kinds of birds are pigeon’s. Pigeons and seagulls are kind of similar.. Some people don’t really like either of them. I think they’re really neat though! The birds in the forest are more- more social if you let them be!”

<<The small little bright face of the bird perks up as the boy stares intently at him, Kitt pushes his cupped hands towards Irving.>>

“She’s called a red browed finch! I call her Mary though. You can tell she's a girl by the red pattern around her eyes, see how narrow? The boys have wider patches. Her beak is black so that means she's an adult, the youngins have red beaks.”

<<Kitt nudges his hands towards Irving’s chest, Mary takes a couple small steps towards the front of the boys hands.>>

“Would you- would you like to hold her? I think- I think she’ll let you. Just be careful, she’s not really good at catching herself yet.”

<<Both the boy and the bird seem to be looking at Irving with the same looks in their eyes.>>

-🪶/🐦

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-- There's hardly any place on the island where you can be alone. Everywhere you go, someone's there too. God, you haven't felt alone in forever. That may be bad, it may be good. On a walk down the beach, attempting to clear your head by yourself, you notice a person you've never seen before standing at the edge of the waves. --

-- He acknowledges you with a curt nod, like he's seen you before. You don't remember him. Your 🦋 would be helpful. --

"You can subdue your stutter by doing breathing exercises when you talk. It won't go away, but you'll do it a lot less." -- His tone is curt. Not demanding, but knowledgable. He mumbles, though. You almost don't catch what he says. --

-🦋

<< He looks at the boy with that wonder that can only be seen through the eyes of adolescence, something about the boy makes Beckett feel comfortable. He tries his best to try the technique the uniquely knowledgeable boy suggested. >>

"Thank you, nobody's ever told me that before, or- or- or haven't cared to tell me. My name is Beckett, you- you can call me Kitt. You can- you can call me whatever you want really, I don't mind."

"What's- what's your name? Would you mind sitting down with me? I'd- I think you might enjoy the company."

<< The boy extends his hand smiling giddily waiting for a response. >>

( @lilac-symphonies )

~🪶

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Kitt do you like peeps

They're bird shaped

"I- I like the yellow ones!"

"My big brother Marcus bites- bites out their eyes first."

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Kitt and Mary

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Ah, good day to you, Beckett! It's been quite some time since I've last seen you. I presume you've stayed out of trouble? It's quite a shock really! I thought you would've crashed into enough trees to leave you concussed. Not that I wish harm upon you; my hands are full enough as is.

Has anything interesting happened as of late? I've been dreadfully busy with both work and a minor spat with Jude. Things have been growing tense with our two chiefs. But honestly? I hold them with as much regard as a bug under my shoe.

-🦉 (@ask-asa-damon-lotf)

"I'm glad you stopped- stopped by. It's been... Interesting recently. I- I think the island is really starting to get to- to everyone."

"I'm uh- glad you're still.. you. I'm glad you haven't gotten all uh... Rotten."

"Too many people are rotten, I'd be sad if you were too."