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[blastiafreak]

[The network gets a close-up of a tuxedo cat's curious face, and then the feline loses interest and moves on--revealing a dozen more cats huddling on a bed and crowding close to Rita, who's quick to complain to her roommate.]

What a pain! Where are these guys all coming from?

[Despite her best attempt to put on a grumpy face, both of her hands are busy skritching ears of the closest cats.

As for said roommate, Estelle sits next to Rita on the bed--and the cats absolutely refuse to come near her, leaving the princess' half of the bed empty except for herself.]

[ooc: Rita is cursed with the (arguably) not-awesome superpower to attract cats today! Estelle is just a natural deterrent.]

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[firstaid]

[And she has every right to be disappointed. All these cute kitties will be gone. How lucky Rita is to be cursed so so many animals like her...]

The other ones run away from me to... or they just hide from me...

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[blastiafreak]

[She can't really deny that's true, or that it's weird...Because Estelle can't always be cursed.]

There has to be something. I mean, there's no way you could do anything to scare them off.

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[firstaid]

Really? If so, that would be such a relief. I never intend to do any harm to them.

[Because, Repede never ran away from her. He just never let her pet him.]

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[blastiafreak]

That's exactly why I don't get it, though...

[She just doesn't understand why the pets keep avoiding Estelle!]

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[firstaid]

[Estelle just sighs as she looks down at her hands. Why don't animals like her? She never planned on suffocating them or holding them down so they couldn't escape, she simply just wants to pet them, but even something as simple as that is rarely granted to her.]

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[blastiafreak]

[Seeing that look on her face, Rita reaches out and places one of her hands on Estelle's--there's no thinking about it; Tyr's been making her get used to being touchy-feely.]

Don't worry about it right now, Estelle. We think about it after the curse is over.

[Of course, telling her not to worry when all the cats are huddled on Rita's other side and peering cautiously at Estelle...]

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[firstaid]

That sounds like a good plan for now.

[As Estelle looks over towards the cats, all of them leering at her. But she really appreciates the gesture of Rita placing her hand on Estelle’s, as she turns her hand and gently wraps her fingers around her friend’s. Her smile turns soft, as she laughs gently.]