revivalproject | Warm Fuzzies

WHO: Omega and you?
WHERE: Temba and Sh'Ka
WHAT: Making sure the locals are warm
WHEN: Through the month
WARNINGS: N/A

This time around Omega was much better prepared for what to expect once the season shifted. She had more than enough free time and had started spending some of it in going through the available department stores for materials, clothes she could use. The nice Hunter had given her a knife so she could cut things up properly, and she'd managed to do so without slicing off any fingers and only giving Echo a mild heart attack.

Her sewing skills were rudimentary at best, but she remembered what she'd been taught during the rain fair that had seemed so long ago now. All she really needed to do was make sure one piece of material attached and stayed attached to another.

Depending on when one came across her, she could be found leaving little makeshift scarves and bundles of blankets by spots she'd seen Funfronds and Barrys frequent, in Temba or Sh'Ka proper. There's also the library where she might get sidetracked in her warmth dispersing and end up buried in mothcats. Or she could be found either carrying a very large bundle of cloth in her arms or in the process of winding what turned out to be a very lengthy, patched together scarf out around a snow-dusted outcropping of rocks that had settled near the spiraling depression of the Temba memorial site. Weird girl.

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Radley chuckled at the sight. The one in his arms purred.

"I'm glad they have kitties here," he said. "They act pretty much the same as cats back home."

"I've never seen any sort of creatures like them before," Omega admitted as she slowly got to her feet with her load of winged cats. "I know they're supposed to be wild creatures but I guess these ones have gotten used to people."

"The kitties back home don't have wings," Radley admitted. "But they act pretty much the same. These were more skittish before, but they seem to be getting used to me too."

"I think they've gotten attached to Jon," Omega laughed. She started off down the aisle. "All right squad, let's see if the pillow corner is free." Her squad didn't seem terribly inclined to do anything more than let her carry them along.

"Jon? Is he the one with the eye powers?" Radley still didn't understand what was up with that. He smiled and followed along with the mothcat he was still holding.

Omega tilted her head as she tried to glance back at him. "Eye powers..?" She didn't seem to know what he was talking about.

One of the moth cats hopped down from her arms, deciding it would rather walk. That would make things easier, at least.

"Yeah, these big eyes were all over, staring at me, and he said something spooky about what they were doing.... It was during the last storm."

The one Radley was carrying stayed in his arms, purring.

"I'm not really sure what you mean," Omega admitted. "I was in Sh'Ka then. But the library is more or less Jon's. He's very protective of the mothcats too." She smiled down at the one that walked beside her as it brushed against her leg.

"I'm not sure what I mean either," Radley sighed. "Maybe he doesn't use his powers when he can control them."

He smiled at the kitties. "That's good to know."

"Have you asked him?" It seemed like a valid question, anyway.

They finally came to the end of the row of shelves. Omega made her way to the fireplace, already lit and stoked as she'd anticipated for the warmth that had steadily permeated from it as they neared. There were pillows scattered about in front of it, most of them already preoccupied by mothcats, some even larger than the ones the girl juggled in her grasp.

The one at her feet darted off to claim a pillow, Omega laughing as she followed after, her arms finally freed as the others decided they could glide there faster now that they were so close.

"Yeah, I asked him at the time but couldn't make sense out of what he told me," Radley said wryly.

He smiled to see more mothcats. "Do you know how many there are altogether?"

Omega wasn't quite sure what to make of that, but she supposed if it was a matter exclusive to wherever Jon came from, it would be difficult for someone who wasn't to understand.

She shook her head as she plopped down on one of the cushions, sighing contentedly as she basked in the fire's warmth. "Not at all. It keeps changing, I think. They're probably free to come and go."

Radley wasn't sure either. But it wasn't a huge deal to him, as long as he didn't fall victim to more weirdness.

"Oh, I thought maybe you named all of them," Radley smiled. He let his mothcat go to join the others.

"I only know there's Countess, who Jon named, and then there's Tony, and then these four that I named," Omega said as she scratched one of them under the chin.

"Cute. Is Countess the leader?" Radley wondered. "Or does she like to sit back and let people wait on her?"

The girl blinked at him. "I don't know if they have some kind of hierarchy if that's what you're asking..." Not that she was sure why. "I just know she's been here the longest."

"Oh really? That's interesting," Radley said.

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