Never try to outstubborn a cat

[heeeyadora]

WHO: Catra, OTA
WHERE: Tunnel -> factories
WHAT: Dragging a whole damn bed across the city. Obviously.
WHEN: July 10th, following release from the tunnels
WARNINGS: Angry cat, will update.


Catra didn't want to hang around in the tunnels any longer than she had to, but she also wasn't about to give up that bed. And so she could be found hauling the whole damn thing inch by inch, mile by mile from her room across Temba towards the factories, dragging it around determinedly by the bed frame. She had to stop periodically for breaks, flopping down exhausted onto the bed, but she would not be deterred from her mission. She was going to get this damn bed to the factories and away from everyone else if it killed her.

[ooc: Tag with which ever tense/style you prefer and I'll match.]

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[beholding_archivist]

“What. You don’t believe me.” Jon scowls, but steps over to the ebbed she has been dragging and pushing around, narrowing his eyes at the load for a few moments, and then- Makes a not quite impressive attempt to lift one side of it.

To his credit, though, he does lift it a few centimeters. With visibly more effort than most people would need, mumbling stubbornly to himself during this little demonstration.

[heeeyadora]

"HAhahaha! Stooooooop." Catra literally falls over laughing, tears coming to her eyes, probably happier than most people have ever seen her.

"Ohhh man," she sighs, finally righting herself, unable to stop smiling, "You really are pathetic. Come on. Move. I'll pull. You can come if you really want."

[beholding_archivist]

Jon blinks twice at her outburst, but can't exactly feel insulted. She looks like she's having fun, which isn't an expression he remembers from being in her mind.

Hiding the little smirk that crosses his face once she gets back up, Jon makes a bit of an exaggerated show to let go of the bed and give a huff of indignation at her words. "No need to be rude!" But oh, he will come along.

[heeeyadora]

"You're weird, you know that?" she notes, hauling the bed back up again and starting to drag it along, not seeming bothered by his admonishment, "You're really going to keep following me? It's like you like it when I'm mean to you."

[beholding_archivist]

"Being called weird by a catlady. Well, that's new at least." Jon comments while carefully maintaining that slight air of earlier indignation. At least he is making an attempt to help push the piece of furniture. "And I think it's because you remind me of a friend of mine. His... Is rather fond of belly rubs."

[heeeyadora]

She chuckles, "What they don't have people like me where you're from? Sounds boring." She arches a brow at him at the mention of belly rubs. "Fair warning- if you try something like that I'll bite you.

[beholding_archivist]

"Actually, no. My world only has plain humans and animals." Jon shrugs, but then can't help a little chuckle at her threat. "Wasn't planning to try. Do you prefer ear scritches?" Those ears do look very inviting...

[heeeyadora]

"..." She looks a bit curious about that. "I've never really met any other cat-people, but there's all kind of others. Still mostly humans, but..." She shrugs, distracted then by his follow up, cheeks flushed like he's suggested something more intimate than he means to.

"...I dunno," she mutters.

[beholding_archivist]

Her reaction makes Jon pause and for a moment he wants to reach over and put a hand on her shoulder, but then thinks better of it. "Did I- Did I say something wrong?"

Was that an offensive topic for her somehow?

[heeeyadora]

"I mean...would you ask anyone else to stroke their ears?" she asks. It's...intimate no matter the species. Just because she likes it doesn't mean it isn't a little weird to ask.

[beholding_archivist]

"I- I mean... Bo. I- I suppose I wouldn't." Jon answers, feeling a little flustered now himself. "However... I would ask a cat?" But cats are a different kind of people.