ah, well, she notices that he's taken aback, and she instinctively tries to pull her clothes up and over the scales as they turn a horrible sort of grey color for a second. but he moves on, and so does she, as best she can.]
... I'm very good at keeping secrets. [she says, after a moment, with a little smile.] What sort of work has you so tired like this? Surely the others can step in to help.
[she's about to go rattle the other senior crew members even though it isn't their fault in the least
also sorry she keeps looking at his ears. she just. she just looks at them with the tiniest bit of :aaa: about it.]
[ Oh nooo, he watches her do exactly that, and he does his best not to touch her directly but he brings a hand to lightly touch her arm. It's brief and he will drop his hand after, but it's mostly to reassure her on her appearance. It was mere surprise, given he does not look bothered or uncomfortable by the sight. He gives a comforting smile as he continues along their conversation. ]
Haha, it is hardly their fault. If anything, I feel as though we have all been similarly busy and putting in all our hours with work these past few weeks. I just hadn't realized until this moment. Or perhaps it would be better to say my body has.
[she's going to argue with him more about sleeping, but he interrupts her with the ear talk and she closes her mouth with a snap. the scales turn bright pink.]
No.
[she says, hurriedly. a beat.]
... You always have them? [okay maybe she does but she can't ask she'd die]
[ Weh her pink scales... A small laugh leaves him, not hiding some of that amusement. She isn't all that convincing? That's alright, he patiently watches her. ]
Born with them, along with a few other features.
[ The needle-like pupils of his bright red eyes, for example. Very cat-like. Though he seems to contemplate something before he holds his hand out, palm up. Hand him paw? ]
but. he holds out his hand, and she pauses for a second, before resting her hand in his. he's earned enough of her trust that she doesn't hate being touched by him.]
[ Gingerly his thumb brushes over her knuckles, reassuring, before he raises it up with a tilt of his head. There, paw near his ear, which does flick when her fingers touch the curve of them. ]
the scales are still pink, and she's clearly flustered, but. he says it's alright, so she carefully pets his ear. it seems to make her happy? in fact, the more she does it, the more the scales recede. they're still pink and glossy and bright, but there's less of them. i specifically went to go upload this icon for this thread too.
[ Us both running to upload a fitting icon for this moment.
The ear flickers again as she pets it and it's such a new touch. It isn't anything he's familiar with, so it does admittedly feel pretty sensitive but he doesn't stop her. Given he's actually watching her and seeing how happy she is. ]
she's very gentle with it, at least. and after a moment, she hesitates, and then pulls her hand away, even though she is very, very soothed by petting cats. he's a person!! he is not just a pet receptacle!! she is being respectful.
[ The gentle is appreciated, even as he tries not to shiver, though her hand pulls away and he sits up a little straighter. And he does manage to recompose himself but. He blinks a bit at that, smiling after, looking the slight bit sheepish. ]
Of course.
[ The lower half of his uniform is actually pretty robe-like in design so I have to mention it sways just a tad as something swishes under it. That is all. No reason. ]
she has met people with cat ears and tails before so this isn't like, a brand new experience, but. still! it's cute. the scales across her skin are pulsing a soft pink.]
I'm amazed you've managed to keep that hidden. [she shifts so she can actually sit properly in a chair.] ... It's good to have a face to put to the name, Metis.
[ And yet look at her cute pulsing soft pink scales? It's a pretty shade on her. He blinks, lips lifted a little in a knowing smile as he laughs softly. ]
I've had experience. [ Hiding... When she comes to sit, he reaches to draw a nearby pot of tea closer, setting out a cup for her. Prepared already before he dozed off. ] Lessens a bit of that distance I imagine.
[she's curious!! she will take the tea, though, easily enough. a pause, and she smiles at him a little.] Unfortunately for you, now that I've seen your face I'm even more intrigued by your past.
[ Metis meets that curiosity with a secretive smile, bright red eyes twinkling a little. He moves to refill his own cup with more tea before setting the pot aside. ] Were I to share that entire tale, we would be here for many moons.
[she's a little amused by this, taking a drink of tea.]
Ah, so this is where older than they look comes in. [she hums, tilting her head. a beat.] ... I have other questions as well, Metis, if you'll indulge me.
Precisely. It is not wrong to say. [ he blinks over at her looking curious, before he nods and offers a smile. encouraging. ] As I am ever happy to should I have the answers. What would you like to ask?
[ Brows furrow a bit, giving it some thought as he holds his cup.]
Galactic storms are normal to come by now and then, though I.. ...?
[ He goes quiet, staring off a bit until the cup clatters noisily. With no helmet on, it's a bit difficult to hide the sudden pained expression he has as a hand cradles his own head. Uh oh. ]
[ A breath in, blinking in her direction and a glance down to his right arm, finding it tremble from where it's held. His other hand under hers squeezes it gently until he moves it to grip at that right arm with an almost vice grip. ]
..Yes? Yes, I-- I apologize, just had... [ Brows furrow. ] A bit of a dizzy spell.
..It is just something that has been happening more frequently as of late is all. [ Which is possibly his way of saying he's getting used to it? Even though it clearly hurts. ] I do remember how common they are, but they were much more mild before.... at least than now.
[ Fingers dig a bit tighter into their wetware. A sucked in breath. ] If I can remember anything, I want to tell you.
I don't understand what they are, exactly. Just that they've been mentioned, and that... I'm supposed to ask you about them, and your... colleagues, I think.
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ah, well, she notices that he's taken aback, and she instinctively tries to pull her clothes up and over the scales as they turn a horrible sort of grey color for a second. but he moves on, and so does she, as best she can.]
... I'm very good at keeping secrets. [she says, after a moment, with a little smile.] What sort of work has you so tired like this? Surely the others can step in to help.
[she's about to go rattle the other senior crew members even though it isn't their fault in the least
also sorry she keeps looking at his ears. she just. she just looks at them with the tiniest bit of :aaa: about it.]
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Haha, it is hardly their fault. If anything, I feel as though we have all been similarly busy and putting in all our hours with work these past few weeks. I just hadn't realized until this moment. Or perhaps it would be better to say my body has.
[ ..It's hard not to notice. Not with someone as observant as Metis, whose lips curl a little amused and his ears flick back a little until he dips his head a bit. ] Compared to your lovely scales and other potential changes this week for you, these ears of mine are not part of this effect. Are you curious of touching them, Lady Throné?
[ He will continue to be calm and composed about this because it is definitely a normal reaction yep yeah. ]
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No.
[she says, hurriedly. a beat.]
... You always have them? [okay maybe she does but she can't ask she'd die]
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Born with them, along with a few other features.
[ The needle-like pupils of his bright red eyes, for example. Very cat-like. Though he seems to contemplate something before he holds his hand out, palm up. Hand him paw? ]
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but. he holds out his hand, and she pauses for a second, before resting her hand in his. he's earned enough of her trust that she doesn't hate being touched by him.]
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It's alright to be curious, Lady Throné. [ Which is just his way of saying she can pet, it's okay! ]
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the scales are still pink, and she's clearly flustered, but. he says it's alright, so she carefully pets his ear. it seems to make her happy? in fact, the more she does it, the more the scales recede. they're still pink and glossy and bright, but there's less of them. i specifically went to go upload this icon for this thread too.
soft...]
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The ear flickers again as she pets it and it's such a new touch. It isn't anything he's familiar with, so it does admittedly feel pretty sensitive but he doesn't stop her. Given he's actually watching her and seeing how happy she is. ]
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she's very gentle with it, at least. and after a moment, she hesitates, and then pulls her hand away, even though she is very, very soothed by petting cats. he's a person!! he is not just a pet receptacle!! she is being respectful.
but she does look a little less embarrassed.]
... Thank you. [she says, soft.]
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Of course.
[ The lower half of his uniform is actually pretty robe-like in design so I have to mention it sways just a tad as something swishes under it. That is all. No reason. ]
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she looks very pleased. the motion catches her eye, too, and there's a beat, before:]
... Do you have a tail, as well? [heehee.]
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...Yes? It's.. a bit difficult to show like this but.
[ Hmm.. he carefully leans a bit down to lift just a bit at the edges of that robe, which a fluffy tail will peek out with a little curl. Tail! ]
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she has met people with cat ears and tails before so this isn't like, a brand new experience, but. still! it's cute. the scales across her skin are pulsing a soft pink.]
I'm amazed you've managed to keep that hidden. [she shifts so she can actually sit properly in a chair.] ... It's good to have a face to put to the name, Metis.
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I've had experience. [ Hiding... When she comes to sit, he reaches to draw a nearby pot of tea closer, setting out a cup for her. Prepared already before he dozed off. ] Lessens a bit of that distance I imagine.
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[she's curious!! she will take the tea, though, easily enough. a pause, and she smiles at him a little.] Unfortunately for you, now that I've seen your face I'm even more intrigued by your past.
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[ Metis meets that curiosity with a secretive smile, bright red eyes twinkling a little. He moves to refill his own cup with more tea before setting the pot aside. ] Were I to share that entire tale, we would be here for many moons.
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Ah, so this is where older than they look comes in. [she hums, tilting her head. a beat.] ... I have other questions as well, Metis, if you'll indulge me.
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Precisely. It is not wrong to say. [ he blinks over at her looking curious, before he nods and offers a smile. encouraging. ] As I am ever happy to should I have the answers. What would you like to ask?
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... I'm sure you've been asked this before, but do you remember anything about a storm?
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[ Brows furrow a bit, giving it some thought as he holds his cup.]
Galactic storms are normal to come by now and then, though I.. ...?
[ He goes quiet, staring off a bit until the cup clatters noisily. With no helmet on, it's a bit difficult to hide the sudden pained expression he has as a hand cradles his own head. Uh oh. ]
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-- Metis. [ARE YOU OKAY...]
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..Yes? Yes, I-- I apologize, just had... [ Brows furrow. ] A bit of a dizzy spell.
[ ... ] You were asking about the storms?
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That looked more than a dizzy spell, Metis. [she says, a bit sharply.] I was asking about what you remember about the storms, but not if it hurts you.
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..It is just something that has been happening more frequently as of late is all. [ Which is possibly his way of saying he's getting used to it? Even though it clearly hurts. ] I do remember how common they are, but they were much more mild before.... at least than now.
[ Fingers dig a bit tighter into their wetware. A sucked in breath. ] If I can remember anything, I want to tell you.
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throné is clearly Unhappy about this. she doesn't like that he hurts when he tries to remember things and it's clear, but she can't... stop him from trying. and she did ask, and she does want to know, she just...]
I don't understand what they are, exactly. Just that they've been mentioned, and that... I'm supposed to ask you about them, and your... colleagues, I think.
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