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Free to Good Home
Open Spam
[The wish was born of frustration. It happens every now and again...in any given day. Catra is a temperamental sort, so her mood swings are many.
And this one caught her on deck. She made the wish in her mind, but it seems those still worked if they were clear enough. And no sooner had she thought it, bam she was gone. In her place, is a large cardboard box, with an equally cardboard sign leaning against it. In black marker is written: Free to a good home. Inside the box, is a very small black kitten. It's just this side of too small to effectively climb out of the box, that doesn't stop it from trying. It also mews plaintively, over and over. Which is actually Catra calling for some help, but it's only actual words inside her head. Verbally, she can only mew like the tiny kitten she currently is.]
[The wish was born of frustration. It happens every now and again...in any given day. Catra is a temperamental sort, so her mood swings are many.
And this one caught her on deck. She made the wish in her mind, but it seems those still worked if they were clear enough. And no sooner had she thought it, bam she was gone. In her place, is a large cardboard box, with an equally cardboard sign leaning against it. In black marker is written: Free to a good home. Inside the box, is a very small black kitten. It's just this side of too small to effectively climb out of the box, that doesn't stop it from trying. It also mews plaintively, over and over. Which is actually Catra calling for some help, but it's only actual words inside her head. Verbally, she can only mew like the tiny kitten she currently is.]
Adopted Stray
[Spam for Crichton]
[At some point, his inmate has found her way into John's quarters. She found him not in at the time, so she made herself at home. She pokes into his things, touches his clothes, and eventually decides that since his job is to assist her (twisted as it may be), then he could assist her by loaning her his amenities.
She strips off, a piece at a time, leaving a very short trail of red clothes to his bathroom, where she proceeds to take a nice long shower. The inmate showers served perfectly well, but there was a certain luxury in privacy.]
[At some point, his inmate has found her way into John's quarters. She found him not in at the time, so she made herself at home. She pokes into his things, touches his clothes, and eventually decides that since his job is to assist her (twisted as it may be), then he could assist her by loaning her his amenities.
She strips off, a piece at a time, leaving a very short trail of red clothes to his bathroom, where she proceeds to take a nice long shower. The inmate showers served perfectly well, but there was a certain luxury in privacy.]
Entry tags:
Curiosity kills
[Private to Scorpius]
[She's so pleased, she's purring. And not just in her speech. She's actually purring softly with every breath.]
Tell me you heard.
[Private to Crichton]
Well, well, well. What an intriguing development.
[She's so pleased, she's purring. And not just in her speech. She's actually purring softly with every breath.]
Tell me you heard.
[Private to Crichton]
Well, well, well. What an intriguing development.
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Caterwauling
[She's going to take this opportunity to see if she can call in a rescue. Not that she's banking on someone from the Horde coming for her. But it was worth a shot. And she'd sweeten the deal for a rescue attempt. She's not an idiot.
And no, she does not care if anyone on the Barge sees her call.]
Calling any and all Horde outposts. This is Force Captain Catra. I have been taken captive aboard an interdimentional space prison, designation unknown. Course unknown, but I can show you the star layout.
[She turns her communicator to the sky and slowly pans to show every bit of the space above the deck that she can see. Full panoramic view.]
If any allied forces see this transmission and can attempt an extraction, your time will not be wasted. There are many powerful items and passengers aboard that would benefit the Horde's endeavors greatly.
And no, she does not care if anyone on the Barge sees her call.]
Calling any and all Horde outposts. This is Force Captain Catra. I have been taken captive aboard an interdimentional space prison, designation unknown. Course unknown, but I can show you the star layout.
[She turns her communicator to the sky and slowly pans to show every bit of the space above the deck that she can see. Full panoramic view.]
If any allied forces see this transmission and can attempt an extraction, your time will not be wasted. There are many powerful items and passengers aboard that would benefit the Horde's endeavors greatly.
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Black Cat
[She wakes, languid and warm. She was back in her chambers. Hmm, someone must have fetched her after that debacle with She-Ra. Well, good.
She takes her time, changing into a fresh uniform (if you could really call the skimpy red outfit a uniform). She does her makeup at her vanity, brushes her luxurious hair until it shines, and settles her mask on her brow just so. She does a turn in front of one of her full length mirrors and is pleased with what she sees.
And then she steps into the hall and immediately the pleasure vanishes. This was not a hall she recognized, and she knew the fortress inside and out. She retreated back inside to arm herself, and she's even less pleased to realize her weapon stores are empty. Well, that's fine then, she was more than capable of handling herself without.
The one thing that she did find was a rather outdated looking communication device. She easily accessed it and began a quick skim back through the entries. Finding nothing significantly of use in the 45 seconds of patience she had for it, she decides to go the direct approach.]
[Video]
[The woman on the screen is beautiful. She's also rather furious, and dramatic looking. Which does nothing to detract from her being beautiful. Anger looks good on her. Still there's a slightly different aspect about her, which is that just before she speaks, she emits a very catlike-like growl. Not affected. It sounds exactly like an angry cat. Right before it strikes.]
Who dares to take the Force Captain of the Evil Horde their prisoner?! I demand you show yourself to me!
[Such is Catra's way of saying hello.]
She takes her time, changing into a fresh uniform (if you could really call the skimpy red outfit a uniform). She does her makeup at her vanity, brushes her luxurious hair until it shines, and settles her mask on her brow just so. She does a turn in front of one of her full length mirrors and is pleased with what she sees.
And then she steps into the hall and immediately the pleasure vanishes. This was not a hall she recognized, and she knew the fortress inside and out. She retreated back inside to arm herself, and she's even less pleased to realize her weapon stores are empty. Well, that's fine then, she was more than capable of handling herself without.
The one thing that she did find was a rather outdated looking communication device. She easily accessed it and began a quick skim back through the entries. Finding nothing significantly of use in the 45 seconds of patience she had for it, she decides to go the direct approach.]
[Video]
[The woman on the screen is beautiful. She's also rather furious, and dramatic looking. Which does nothing to detract from her being beautiful. Anger looks good on her. Still there's a slightly different aspect about her, which is that just before she speaks, she emits a very catlike-like growl. Not affected. It sounds exactly like an angry cat. Right before it strikes.]
Who dares to take the Force Captain of the Evil Horde their prisoner?! I demand you show yourself to me!
[Such is Catra's way of saying hello.]