revivalproject | He didn't like the dead bird

WHO: Catra, Tony, Jon, Cobb, Soldier
WHERE: Around Temba
WHAT: Spreading the wealth
WHEN: Just after meeting with Kaz
WARNINGS: TBD

Tony

For once Tony was asleep when Catra found him, head cocked to the side as she observed him in that nest, and she kicked at an exposed foot with a frown.

"Hey- get up. I brought you something," she insisted. As though Tony got plenty of sleep and this wasn't a rare and delicate thing she was interrupting. How dare he sleep when she had a gift for him.

She grabbed at his blanket with one hand and tugged to rouse him. "Come on-"

Jon

"Go away," Catra muttered, trying to wave off the flood of the mothcats as she approached, finding it difficult to get more than two steps at a time before her way was blocked, and she huffed. How mad would Jon be if she got rid of one or two, really?

She hissed at them, and tried to scamper past them.

"Joooon. Call them off."

Cobb

Catra watched Cobb from a distance for a while. They'd mostly only spoken over the device, and she was antsy about approaching him in real life, just observing- stalking really- for quite a while before she finally made her approach.

"...Here," she said abruptly, no introduction, just thrusting a covered bao she'd saved from Kaz's bribe at him. Her tail twitched cautiously behind her, and she had a look on her face that said she totally didn't care if he even took it.

Soldier

Catra was used to a bit of a struggle when it came to tracking down the Soldier, but she almost always managed to find him. Whether it was because he let himself be found, or because she had the added advantage of trailing his scent neither of them ever discussed, though today she fixed him with a confused looked by the time she found him.

"Why's there some other guy here who smells like you, but he's not you?" she accused, as though it was his fault, before abruptly offering up a single wrapped bao bun she'd saved from Kaz's bribe. "Here. I brought you this."

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"It's not a big deal," she mutters quickly, looking embarrassed and defensive. "Kaz gave me some and there was extra." Totally not a big thing. Don't look into it further. It is NOT because she likes you.

Her ears twitch a little with the trilling, much as she tries to appear like she's ignoring them, gaze creeping back down.

"Kaz? Kaz Brekker?" Jon inquires, wonder apparent in his voice and he looks back down at the treat. "That's not a gesture I would have expected from him." He admits, but then sets the thought aside for the time being, redirecting his attention to Catra.

"Do you want to come and sit down for some tea? I have started clearing up part of the area behind the library. The mothcats will follow us outside, but tend to be quickly distracted by everything else out there." Which has proven to be a viable tactic whenever Jon wants to just sit down and enjoy his tea for a little while.

"Yeah, I guess," she agrees, not actually sure of his fully name, but how many Kazs could this place have.

"Tea's all right," she agrees, trying not to look too excited either way, "You um...you okay after...everything?"

Jon tilts his head a little at her response, but leads the way to the back exit of the library either way. As predicted the mothcats don't hesitate for long before following them outside.

"Hmm. I don't trust Mr. Brekker." Jon remarks, gesturing to where a small table is set up in front of a bench with two chairs on its other side. A pot of tea is already sitting on it, next to Jon's tape recorder and a pack of cigarettes. Apparently Jon has been out here when Catra arrived. "He keeps following me, assuming I can't see him."

That last part is said with a little shrug and a sigh as Jon takes a seat himself and picks up an extra cup to pour Catra some tea.

"Aside from that, I- I want to say I'm doing okay? A lot of things happened very quickly. And..." He smiles faintly and nudges the cup over to Catra. "I'm quite happy to be back here, actually."

"Probably smart," she agrees in reference to Kaz. She doesn't spill what she's been asked to just yet, but she definitely doesn't go out of her way to deny that he's not trust worthy.

Catra blows at her cup. "Bet you never thought you'd say that."

"Hardly." Jon agrees, sounding a little amused at least. "I was rather comfortable here before, actually, but before I also at least still had the option of returning home. Now that's hardly an option anymore."

Maybe whenever the Agrii can sent them back somewhere, he can convince them to let him go with Tony.

Her head tilts a little curiously, but she's made a point not really ask about home much in the hopes of avoiding the same. But maybe now's time for an exception.

"...Something happen?"

He just nods. "I caused an apocalypse."

Simple as that. Whether or not Catra is familiar with the term remains a question to be clarified.

"I tried to undo it, but- I have no idea if it was successful." Or if he could even survive on that particular Earth were he ever to return.

He didn't like the dead bird

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