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[whoseesbynight]

[The communicator turns on - or maybe is turned on, it's a little hard to tell - to Nepeta putting the finishing touches on... something. A moment later, she sits back, revealing a series of drawings that appear to have been drawn right on the wall. Fortunately, they also seem to done in chalk.

Of more interest might be the fact that there might just be a few familiar face in amongst the drawings. For those who happen to have been to Even's place, the general decor might also look just a little familiar.

For her part, Nepeta simply looks over the little drawings once more before turning towards the camera.]

That's better, don't you think?

[Judging by the enthusiastic squeak that answers the question, she's probably asking her bat, who is likely also behind the camera being on in the first place.]

Comments

[threadjacks]

[defrostedpride]

[Even's face would make an educational entry to a dictionary, under "horrified".]

What - is this - romantic?! Are you implying that I might ever have any form of - of interest in Lea?!!!

[whoseesbynight]

Was it supurrsed to be a secret? Beclaws you weren't very subtle if it was.

[eternalfrolicbond]

[He's torn between finding Even's reaction hilarious and feeling the exact same way. He can't admit that he feels the same way, but...really, Even? Even is old. And amoral.]

Look, I promise you that any hatred between us is totally one-sided. And platonic.

[whoseesbynight]

But there is hate there?

[eternalfrolicbond]

On his side. I don't really like him much, but I wouldn't call it hate.

[whoseesbynight]

Oooooooo, how furry scandalous of him.

[defrostedpride]

NO!!!

It was NOT 'supposed to be a secret', because there is nothing to conceal! I do not - will never - could never - ABSOLUTELY NOT!

[He narrowly avoids going "ew" and sticking his tongue out. Lea, in his mind, will never truly stop being approximately twelve years old. And murdered him.]

[whoseesbynight]

You can tell me how you feel.

[defrostedpride]

I DON'T FEEL!

[It occurs to Even just too late that this is not actually true, in the technical sense, any more.]

My feelings are, in the first place, exceedingly platonic, and in the second place, none of your business! Furthermore, while we're on the subject of behavior that could be wrongly interpreted as romantic, get out of my bedroom!!

[whoseesbynight]

I supurrse I could take it off.

[defrostedpride]

That would be a start.

[whoseesbynight]

I can't take them all off!

[defrostedpride]

It isn't your wall!

[whoseesbynight]

I'm already living here!

[defrostedpride]

You BROKE IN! That doesn't count!

[whoseesbynight]

You didn't have a problem with it befur!

[defrostedpride]

I didn't KNOW about it before! That's why it's called 'breaking in' and not 'being invited'!

[whoseesbynight]

You didn't know beclaws you ssssspent all your time in your workroom.

[defrostedpride]

WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING??!

[whoseesbynight]

It means I claim this room by right of sssssalvage.

[defrostedpride]

THAT IS NOT AT ALL HOW PROPERTY LAW WORKS!! I'M STILL PAYING RENT ON IT; YOU CAN'T CLAIM SALVAGE ON THINGS I'M STILL ACTIVELY PAYING FOR THE USE OF, WHETHER OR NOT I APPEAR TO BE USING THEM!!

[whoseesbynight]

Purroperty laws?

[defrostedpride]

Yes, the laws that determine whether or not something is, for example, classified as salvage! Which, for reference, my bedroom is not!!

[whoseesbynight]

Beclaws it's yours?

[defrostedpride]

That is what 'property' means.