Jul 25, 2019
@lostbutalsofound I need to apologize for the way I acted last night.
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@lostbutalsofound I need to apologize for the way I acted last night.
That the kitten derives apparently intense pleasure from having me scratch her chin makes me think that some animals weren't designed to last more than a few generations. Evolution tripped over itself when it decided that cats should expose their jugular for attention.
Wait, were you getting my attention or comparing me to the silly-looking cat?
@lostbutalsofound Honey, did you ransack the cabinets? Because if that wasn’t you then I think we have a problem.
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She’s not entirely sure that this guy, “Lost,” will be able to see her if she doesn’t take her body with her, so navigating to his location requires a little finessing on Jehona’s part. She can slip into her slate and use the social rune to move between her own and other people’s tablets, and once she’s inside his she can collect his location data through his map, then return to her slate, retrieve her body, and warp to the nearest shrine to him. The whole process takes less than a minute, but her blood is up (literally--she can hear her heart pounding in her ears, working the sluggish liquid through her veins), so by the time her feet touch the grass she’s already worked into a proper royal rage.
She doesn’t even register her surroundings, really. Not that she can do anything about it--she’s dressed formally, without her cloak to obscure her face from the locals. When she arrives for the second time at his location, she plants her feet and balls her fists.
“You!” Her accusation rings out through the center of the village. She doesn’t even know what exactly she’s planning to do here. “If you have the remotest idea of what’s good for you, you’ll get down here and tell me what I want to know!”
Can cats be trained to follow simple commands, the way that dogs can? I think I’d quite like it if Penny knew to sit in a specific spot if ordered to do so.
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“Yaaaaaah!”
“Hush, you.” Jehona sidesteps the yowling kitten to reach the counter and retrieve the kettle. Unperturbed, the cat trails behind her while she makes tea.
“Really,” she continues, switching from Hylian to Koridian as smoothly as turning around. It’s all the same to an animal. “Link will be back shortly. There’s no need to waste your energy on me. He’ll be happy to spoil you, his only child.” She can’t help but smile. It’s such a silly thing.
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There isn’t really an abundance of shelter on Satori’s peak, but the air is weirdly warm tonight, so Zelda has set up her camp at the base of the single cherry tree. It’s blossoming out of season, but she suspects that this mountain is all kinds of strange, and so doesn’t worry about it.
She’s got the fire burning low, with two cups of coffee already heated and filtered. Quin had informed her that that’s the standard way to prepare the drink, and she has to admit that it makes it a lot more palatable. She’s not above chewing on the beans in a pinch, but the plain liquid is good now, late at night. Presumably her guest will prefer it the popular way.