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[nowherewolf]

James Tucker

"Hey. Leave a message or just text me like a normal person. Later."

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[hardwearing]

[ Huh. She's never mentioned any of those people, but he supposes he didn't ask for more information on her team. Just assumed it was the three of them... silly, really, considering how many people on his team back home. And Kyna knows about all of them now. Wash files the names away to ask more later, but for now: ]

A cat?

[ He's never actually met a cat. ]

[nowherewolf]

Yeah, who knows. He got cursed or something, switched into a cat body. We had to find his real one. We kind of stole it actually? From a circus?

[The fact that a circus was keeping a human body that behaved like a cat is a fucked up scenario he's already thought way too much about.]

Or are you asking about cats in general?

[evocation]

God, that shit was so creepy.

[A stunning contribution to this conversation, but it was.]

[hardwearing]

Yeah that's.... really weird.

[ He doesn't think he wants the details on what the circus was doing with the human body. ]

I've never met a cat before. Watched a ton of videos, though.

[nowherewolf]

What, seriously?

[He can't even imagine a planet without cats. He misses his own.]

I've got three back home. Harlan has his with him, maybe you could convince him to show her to you.

[evocation]

She's the worst, though.

[Kyna is saying that fondly, so who knows what that means. She pulls her phone out of her back pocket, then starts to scroll through her pictures.]

I have a cat, too. He's the best. Hold on.

[hardwearing]

[ Best, worst, it's still a cat. He's noticeably perked up against Kyna at this prospect, standing a little straighter. ]

...I'd like that.

[ Understatement. Wait, Kyna, do you have a picture? ]

[nowherewolf]

I got pictures too, but I don't have lightning powers to charge my phone from home.

[He's not jealous you're jealous. But then, he doesn't exactly have much use for it here, so.]

[evocation]

[Kyna grins and blows a kiss at Tucker as she pulls up a picture for Wash.]

Here. See? He's the cutest cat ever.

[That might be relative. Actually, the cat was pretty clearly a stray--he has long grey fur and yellow eyes, with one torn up, raggedy ear. He also looks insanely grumpy.]

[hardwearing]

[ Grey and yellow -- they'd match. Wash grins at the picture. ]

Sorta looks like he's glaring at you.

[nowherewolf]

Okay well I don't know about best and cutest. He's never met a cat before, you're cheating.

[He crosses his arms.]

Tell him what the cat's name is.

[evocation]

His name is Provolone. Yes, like the cheese.

[She says it matter-of-factly. She will not be shamed!]

[hardwearing]

[ Well people do name their pets after food, Wash supposes, but it's kinda weird. Maybe there's a story behind it? ]

Why did you name your cat after cheese..?

[nowherewolf]

Because she's bad at naming cats.

[He also says this matter-of-factly. Because it's true.]

[evocation]

[She shoots Tucker a mock offended look.]

Hey, Provolone is a cute name. It fits him.