( better not twitch too much. )

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

[ Well isn't this interesting.

This sixteen year old lady wasn't panicking nor was she fretting about anything. Instead, she was watching the chaos unfolding within the dressing room. It's never been as loud as this before, after all (even though it occasionally had those spells that tend to toy with the population). She wasn't speaking -- not yet, anyway.

Rose was observing the tiniest twitches that people hide and the angriest faces that everyone else had on. It's quite entertaining, really.

After all, she has the best. Parents. Ever. ]

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[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ M-Meow. Her tail is wagging like a happy kitty. She bites her bottom lip to resist a cat kiss. ] Damn it, Xaldin.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

Would you rather I stopped?

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Slight pout, get, but since he didn't stop she did that cat kiss on his cheek. ] If you don't mind me being a... cat.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

I have no objections.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Mrrr have another cat kiss. ] I want to lie down.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it could be arranged/

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

I just don't feel much for standing at the moment. [ She's going to sink those nails in his clothes..... later. S-Scratching the back of those ears ♥ ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

As you wish, then.

[And he portals them to her room.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ And when they arrived, she immediately sprawls on the bed. Stretching, curling up on the side -- comfortable. That tail of hers move around slowly. ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

Better?

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Mmhmm. [ Looks towards him, half-lidded eyes. Are you going to pet her again? ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[There's a slight pause, but after that, yes. He does start petting her again.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ MEOW. Rubs her head against his hand -- that feels really nice. ♥ ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Then he'll just have to keep it up.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ You're so nice to the pregnant cat-like lady at the moment. Tugs him on the bed -- she wants to scratch that part of his back. ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[He just shakes his head, and lets her pull him over.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ She makes sure the man was bent enough, and she fixed herself so that she can make a nail reach his back to scratch that one part. ♥ ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[hmmmmmmm that feels nice.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Enough that her tugs with her free hand would pull him to bed? ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Well... if she insists, yes.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Mmm yes she does, because warmth. She'll be toying with his back for a while, too, unless he does something about it. ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Well... after a moment he'll getting back to petting her, but other than that, he's not gonna do anything]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Oh god what are they doing, she thinks. The woman chuckled, finally pulling back her hand before rolling up because warmth. Mmm purr, spoiling her? ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Oh, maybe a little. Must be something in the air.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ She's going to fall asleep soon, considering a cat tends to sleep for sixteen hours a day. Night, III. Clawing that cloak unconsciously -- ]