THE PASSAGE OF TIME

[wooliefrand]

WHO: All
WHERE: The Pasture
WHEN: Day 24 Morning thru afternoon

[THE STORMS HAVE FINALLY CLEARED and the life sliced so now what

how yall doin]

Comments

[secondbornsun]

Yeah, how much did you have? Geez. Ya slept through Biscuit yellin'.

[hardpity]

[ sort of approximates an amount with his fingers

it's not like. he had like a glass of lemonade. he did not go nuts. however he

1. doesn't eat food
2. has never been a kitty before
3. has never had catnip before
4. is in general a lightweight anyway

and therefore ]

[secondbornsun]

. . . Oh your tolerance's shit. Makes sense.

[hardpity]

well it's not like i do catnip regularly i didn't know

[ now that he is conscious with a splitting headache he is once again generating enough passive misery blot to sustain his general existence. all is well (blood fiend screaming in the bg about the ears) ]

[secondbornsun]

[ summoning his magipen first, but then also summoning over a glass of water ]

Here.

[hardpity]

thanks

[ SWEET ELIXIR OF LIFE... GLUG GLUG ]

[secondbornsun]

[ summoning over a couple pieces of chocolate too, wordlessly but the implication is of course for aides to eat it. still reading his book ]

[hardpity]

[ ok

nibbles chocolate

wait is this okay to do as a catboy ]

[secondbornsun]

Even a radish sprout like you's got enough body mass that it ain't toxic.

[ was this even in question. it's answered now ]

[hardpity]

I-is it a body mass thing...

[ when his hair kind of goes back to normal it just. fully hides the equally blue flame covered cultural appropriation kitty ears. the benefits??? of hair that goes up and not down?? ]

[secondbornsun]

[ his hair cannot hide his feline scent however ]

Aaa. The problem is caffeine.

[ flip ]

Dunno what kind'a beastman Blood Fiend made ya, but beastmen can metabolize chocolate, just like humans can. A li'l less dependin' on the clan, but the worst it'll do is maybe give ya a li'l tummyache.

[hardpity]

H-he mostly uses a kitty cat beam I think...

[ the tail is also fire. and also again. hard to distinguish from his ankle length fire hair. ]

[secondbornsun]

What a fuckin' weirdo.

[hardpity]

I-it's supposed to wear off pretty quick...

[secondbornsun]

That so.

[hardpity]

[ in fact it was supposed to wear off before anyone on daffodil could see it and be offended

nibbles choco instead of saying that out loud. ]

[secondbornsun]

So? Ya havin' fun bein' an anime catboy?

[ you know what the most offensive part of it for tart is not even that he was turned into a beastman but that blood fiend called it "anime catboy". we are noble beasts of the savanna ]

[hardpity]

[ TRIES TO CRAWL AWAY ]

[secondbornsun]

Oi.

[ without looking away from his book ]

Ya gonna just leave without a word, after I so considerately nursed ya back t'health?

[hardpity]

ummmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[secondbornsun]

Aaah? What'd ya say?

[hardpity]

T-thank... you... for um... w-whatever it is you did...

[secondbornsun]

[ . . . ]

Your flock know 'bout your blot sitch?

[hardpity]

... I told Charon about it...

[secondbornsun]

[ hm ]

. . . Chamomile, valerian, lavender.