Purrfect Distraction

[heeeyadora]

WHO: Catra, Open
WHERE: Graq Homeworld
WHAT: Sulking, mischief, etc.
WHEN: Post event
WARNINGS: TBD

It wasn't like Catra even wanted to go back to Etheria. There was nothing for her there. No one that cared if she came back. So she definitely wasn't upset to find out they were still stuck here. Not at all. And anyone who questions that better be ready to dodge a punch.

Here is as good as anywhere.

But the Agrii are way too friendly and touchy-feely for her, so when the opportunity arises to ditch with a group taking the Graq home she jumps on it.

She regrets it a little once she finds out where they live. It reminds her of the Whispering Woods, and if she seems a little on edge that's totally your imagination, shut up! But the trees and villages hidden among them are easy enough for her to climb, jumping down abruptly without thought to who she might startle below, looking to trade some of the medical junk she and Chikai had stolen, and anything else she can find along the way is fair game, whether it belongs to you, the Graq or anyone else.

Comments

[rage_on]

Picking up the tool, he avoids looking back at her, even as he considers what's just happened. His nose wrinkles, but he knows it'll bother him if he doesn't say anything else.

"-name's Raphael. Sorry about pulling your tail back there. Although you did kinda ask for it."

[heeeyadora]

"...Catra," she returns after a moment of consideration, tail twitching at the mention of pull it, and she gives it a stroke with a faint frown. This should be the part where she apologizes, and there's an uncomfortable silence, still unable to make herself say those words.

"I so did not," she laughs instead, "You should have held on better."

[rage_on]

There's some strange amount of relief in the fact that the girl doesn't actually offer an apology. Raphael had a feeling it was already awkward enough between them. He snorts, smirking back at her response.

"I did. Just to your tail," he points out.

[heeeyadora]

She echoes the snort, looking amused, glad to have someone she can tease without them getting all dramatic about it.

"Yeah, well, you try that again and I'm keeping my word about taking your shell, just remember."

[rage_on]

"Yeah, yeah," Raphael grins, rolling his eyes. "Don't go using me as a cat tree and I won't have to use your tail as a bungie cord."

It's easier to rib about it after the fact. He'd have been pretty upset if he'd ended up falling, although he's sure he might have been able to figure out a way to keep from having a terrible landing. Avoiding it altogether seemed the best option at the time, even at Catra's tail's expense.

[heeeyadora]

"I'm not making any promises." She smirks, and looks him over with consideration. "How come there aren't more people like us here?" She was used to being the only cat-person, but almost everyone here apart from them seems to be fully human, it's strange.

[rage_on]

The turtle shrugs, pulling in his legs to sit cross-legged there on the branch. "Eh, who knows. Guess I'm used to being the odd one out though. There aren't many mutants on Earth."

[heeeyadora]

"Mutants?" Catra cocks her head. It's not the first time she's heard that term here. Tommy's used it before. Just like he's used the name Earth. "Is that what they call you?"

[rage_on]

Raphael nods. "Yeah. Me, my brothers- the guys that used to just be regular creatures or humans around the city. We didn't use to always be this way."

[heeeyadora]

"You didn't?" Now that's curious. She frowns and looks him over. "What did you used to be?"

[rage_on]

"Just a normal turtle from a pet shop," Raphael replies, shrugging. It's nothing he sees any point in hiding, although he's reminded that no one else seems to be from his world, if even his version of Earth.

"My brothers got exposed to this stuff called mutagen, and we mutated into humanoid versions of what we were."

[heeeyadora]

"...huh. Weird. I figured you were just born that way. We have loads of people like that in Etheria. No turtle people that I've met, but there's lizards and stuff, so they're probably out there?" She shrugs a shoulder. "Which is better, normal turtle or humanoid?"

[rage_on]

The turtle shakes his head. "I've met alien salamanders and dinosaurs but the only turtle people have been me, my brothers and Slash." His former pet turtle, but he supposes it'd be a hassle trying to explain how that happened.

Catra's question gets another snort. "Humanoid, obviously. I'd rather be a mutant than a regular turtle any day."

[heeeyadora]

"I'm the only cat person I've ever met," she offers almost absently, like it's not a big deal. You get used to it.

"Yeah, harder for people to step on you this way too, I bet," she teases with a toothy grin.

[rage_on]

"I gotta admit, you're the only one I've ever met. The only mutant cat I've come across is the one now made out of ice cream that Mikey keeps in our freezer." That's...also a weird story that he's not entirely sure about the details, but you don't need many if you knew Michelangelo. "Guess you're cooler than an ice cream kitty."

He scowls at her then, if briefly. "You better believe it," he retorts with a harsh grin. "I'll step on them first."

[heeeyadora]

"What's ice cream?" Clearly the most important detail of that story. It sounds like a food.

She laughs, and arches a brow. "I think you might be all right. You're not as boring as I first thought."

[rage_on]

Getting questions like that throw him a little. It's things you never really think about because everyone's usually on the same page as you. "Oh, uh...it's a kind of dessert. It's sweet and creamy- and it has to be kept cold or it'll melt." Hence why their cat lives in the freezer.

Raphael huffs and folds his arms. "Boring!! Hah! Just be glad you're stuck with me and not Donnie. He's the one that'd bore you to death talking about technical things."

[heeeyadora]

"Like snow? It sounds interesting."

"Ugggh," she makes a face, "Sounds like Entrapta. She was always going on and on about all that boring junk it was so annoy-" she pauses partway through and blanches a little. Not the memories she wants to dwell on.

[rage_on]

Close enough, Raphael figures. "Kind of? It's milk-based. Not as icy."

His brow quirks as Catra breaks off then, blinking at her expression. "-yeah, exactly that. Donnie practically speaks his own language for all the crazy science terms he throws at us." He shakes his head, looking away for a moment as he tries not to think about how much he misses his brothers.

[heeeyadora]

"...Right." She nods, though there's no recognition on her face. Milk seems to be another thing she hasn't had the pleasure of encountering yet.

"So he's the smart one, what's that make you, mm?"

[rage_on]

"...." Seriously? He is not going to go into an entire background on ice cream and cows. He's not particularly sure about the steps in between anyway.

"Me? I'm the muscle." Raphael can't help but grin a bit, punching a fist into palm.

[heeeyadora]

"Heh-" Catra chuckles and gives him a once over. "I guess I could see that. Some people might find you intimidating."

[rage_on]

Raphael scowls at her. "More than you'd think. So what about you? What do you do? Aside from jump on people?"

[heeeyadora]

"Second in command of the Horde," she replies easily, giving him a look. Probably not anymore, after Hordak tried to kill her, but Raph doesn't need to know that. "So, you know, leader type."

[rage_on]

It probably would have stung a little had he come from much earlier than he was now. He's learned a lot about the responsibilities of being a leader since then to know it's not a position to be too envious about. He's come to practically be second-in-command whenever Leo's not there anyway.

"Huh. Horde of what?"

[heeeyadora]

"Just...the Horde. That's what we're called. The Horde." Her cheeks grow a bit hot and she scowls.

[rage_on]

"Oh. Uh, okay then." Raphael looks a little unsure about what to make of it. He supposes an army or whatever that just goes by the Horde must be impressive, otherwise it'd just be kind of embarrassing.