He didn't like the dead bird

[heeeyadora]

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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[in_extremis]

Tony raised his eyebrows at Catra's reappearance, finally looking like he might smile at the lack of exonerating evidence. Catra might have been confident she didn't want that to be the case, but, as far as Tony knew, neither of them could speak for Kaz. "Some people aren't," he replied, then very innocently went back to contemplating Catra's gift. He supposed he could risk a small bite. The sugar would help--going through this was definitely harder with a distinct lack of sugar around.

[heeeyadora]

"...You smell sick," she noted abruptly, maybe trying to change the subject from over analyzing her to over analyzing Tony instead. "Are you okay?" Maybe she should have been so insistent about waking him up.

[in_extremis]

That wasn't fair. They were over analyzing Catra, that was the direction information was supposed to flow, not asking Tony questions. "Always," he still replied automatically, despite the weak impact it made as he slouched in his bedding and picked crumbs from the bread to convince himself to eat. "I didn't see your beautiful face enough while we were stuck in that place," he excused. "Really took it out of me."

[heeeyadora]

"I was busy stealing all your stuff," she countered with a smirk, masking that concern, "Is that what the world you come from is like? All those buildings and junk? And everyone with powers?"

[in_extremis]

Of course that was Catra, the cat burglar. As soon as they had their brains back, it had stopped being a problem that Tony had to think about, but he still shot her an incredulous look for making his life so annoying even from a distance, waving a hand to ask what he did to deserve that.

"Yeah. You don't have buildings?," he answered curtly, waving the question away as quickly as it had come out to continue. "Pretty similar. The booze was spot on, nothing weird there. And the way people would yell at you if you were taking too long writing a text on the sidewalk. The unique shame of some new fat deposit you hadn't realized was a problem until you were flipping through a magazine at the bodega while you waited for the coffee. Basically home."

[heeeyadora]

"Not like that."

She dropped back down and snorted softly, "Seems like kind of a shitty place to grow up," she offered, "Food was pretty good though. I'm gonna miss that. And cars. We have tanks back home, but not cars, that's weird, right??"

[in_extremis]

"Very weird," Tony agreed without hesitation. He could imagine a place that didn't have too much use for cars, but still made use of tanks, but that didn't make it not weird. "Why are you asking about superpowers, though? I've been in your head."