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Third Floor Common Room, Thursday Evening

So Rikku had found a grumpy kitty in her Flight class, and lo and behold, it was the Worf!kitty! She'd totally have to take him back to Wellspring Arms tomorrow morning when she went in to work.

For now, she was going to keep him with her, and hope he didn't kill Petey.

Hmmm. This called for a few hours in the Common Room.

"Who's such a grumpy kitty?" she cooed, at the clearly miserable angry unhappy cat who was most likely plotting her death. "Who is that?"

(OOC: so, so, so open! IMPORTANT NOTE: the Worf!kitty hates (A) being a kitty (B) everything and especially (C) you. Some light modding is okay so long as you remember those three important points. Bring your own bandages!)

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Her room was hers entirely, and Ella was cheerful when she wandered upstairs to check if that common room had the good tea. "Hello, Rikku," she said, as she went to look through the cabinets. "Is that your cat?"

"Nope!" Rikku said cheerfully. "My cat's back in my room, chewing on some cardboard. This is Worf. Um. Student? He's got those forehead ridges going? I think he's an alien."

"I've met him," Ella said. "He's usually sort of abrupt, isn't he?"

She giggled as she knelt to scritch the kitty. "Here, worfy-worfy."

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"He is," she grinned. "Very --" She dropped her voice into a bad approximation of his. "'Hello, I am here to use the Meditation Room, and I am very, very serious.'"

She giggled, shifting back to her normal voice. "That's what he was doing, coming in to use the Meditation Room and then poof! Cat. I thought that only happened when people were making out, but I swear I wasn't doing anything."

The Worf!kitty hissed in Ella's general direction, sparing a few hisses back at Rikku, and then some more for life and the indignity of being a kitten and not a warrior.

"He's grumpy," Rikku explained. Very, very needlessly.

"He's upset," Ella said as she withdrew her hand, rather generously given she had just been hissed at. "I suppose I would be too, if someone decided to turn me into a cat."

She gave Rikku a worried look. "How often does it happen, really?"

"It's not personal," she said quickly. "He hates everyone. Me especially."

She held out her clawed-up hands and forearms as proof of that one.

"I don't know how often it is," she mused. "I mean, it happened to Jude twice, but I've never -- wait, I was a little weird pony-thing once. But it seemed like lots of people were, that weekend, you know?"

The Worf cat hissed again. "I don't seem to be an exception to that rule," Ella observed. "And I had such an awful headache that weekend, I thought the hooves were in my head until everyone was normal. It's almost too bad -- I like horses."

"He hasn't attacked you yet, so that's pretty good," Rikku observed. "Although I wouldn't get your hands too close if you're worried about that. Poor thing's just having a rough week."

The poor thing was also causing large amounts of bloodshed. Still.

"I was a really teeny horse," she frowned. "I dunno why. Everyone else was huge and I was, like, four inches tall. And Reno was an action figure, and his head kept popping off."

Fandom really made for sentences that sounded like you were abusing hard drugs.

Ella nodded and tucked her hands under her skirt. "So did Reno ride you?" she asked.

Double entendres, what double entendres?

Rikku had a momentary coughing fit that had nothing to do with the phrasing of that.

"No," she managed finally. "His joints didn't bend the right way."

Oh, wow, that sounded worse.

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"Too bad," Ella said, still oblivious. "That would have been pleasant for him, if he was the right size and not too large, or too small."

"I miss riding," she added.

Rikku stared off into space for a few long, long seconds, trying very hard not to have another coughing fit.

"No, he's ..." She cleared her throat. "He was ... a ... good size. Probably ... missed ... riding, too."

Yup. Probably did.

"You ... go riding a lot?"

If she kept her eyes really, really huge, that would keep her from coughing. This was her theory, and she was going to test it.

"Not as often as I would like; I never had my own stallion, and those are really best for distances," Ella confided. "I've a centaur colt at home; I wonder what he's grown to these days?"

She noticed Rikku's eyes getting big. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," Rikku chirped, blinking several times until her eyes were sort of back to normal. "I bet he's huge. The centaur colt. I don't mean that in a bad way. Uh. Not that there is a bad way. I'm fine!"

"...bad way?" Ella was completely lost. "I have his picture in my room, if you would like to see," she said finally. "And it's all mine now, so I can have guests without worrying I'll disturb Turtle."

She was trying to get used to the idea of saying that.

"Oooooh, neat!" Rikku said, clinging to the new topic that didn't involve anything that could be innuendo, she hoped. "I have a single, too! Hermione left in May. It's kinda nice, having privacy to have guests over? But it gets quiet sometimes."

"Turtle is moving upstairs with Jeff," Ella explained. "It feels like I have so much space, but ... you're right. It will get quiet."

"Ooooooh, they're moving in together?" Rikku said, bouncing. "That's adorable! They're so cute! They used to do joint-radio and now it's just her. The space is nice, if you're someone who likes having space. I think maybe I'm not used to it? We were all kinda crammed in, at home, so we had all her stuff and my stuff and then boom, she left and it's just empty."

Ramble mode: on.

"I think Petey misses her, but Petey might be too dim to remember she was there," she added.

"I was an only child," Ella said. "But at school, I shared with six girls, so just one was a relief. Though being alone again will be ... well, never mind, I'll get used to it."

"Who's Petey?"

"I've got an older brother, but he's stupid," Rikku said cheerfully. Well, he was. "We all kinda lived overlapping back Home, you know? Everybody knew everybody else's business. It's kinda sad seeing her half of the room just ... sitting there, you know? At least I've got room for machina stuff."

She bounced again. "Petey's my cat! I named him Cuban Pete. After the song. Which I sing a lot, and it annoys people, so I only do that with people I want to annoy? Like Hades. We'd crash into his office and mutiny and serenade him."

Ramble mode might be stuck on.

Ella laughed. "I'm glad someone got the better of Hades."

She was still thinking about the empty side of her room. "Do people normally get new roommates if theirs move out? Because that was part of why Turtle moved in with Jeff. They didn't want him to get a different roommate."

"They can," Rikku said, considering it. "You can ask them to put a new person in your room. I totally forgot to, last time, so I thought, hey, I'll just chill out by myself. I didn't realize it'd get weird, you know? I guess I'll have to sign up for one this time and hope it's not a guy."

Some people didn't mind rooming with guys, but that always seemed like it'd be weird, to her.

"They can give you a guy?" Ella yelped. "And you can't tell them not to?"

She looked horrified.

"I don't know!" Rikku said, flailing. "I've never tried before. Maybe there's a box you can check? There'd have to be a box you can check, right?"

Because ... a guy, just hanging out while you changed? Seriously.

"Maybe I'll just ... keep my room a single? I mean. It's not so bad! And there aren't any guys, unless Reno --"

Let's not finish that thought, Rikku.

"A box, of course," Ella agreed, wringing her hands.

She had a pretty good idea there wasn't a box. "Rikku? I know we barely know each other, and I know this is strange, but ... oh, it's too weird, I don't want to ask and put you on the spot."

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