Catra (
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piper902020-10-14 07:40 pm
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[ Much like poor Tenten, Catra is broadcasting live from the infirmary. In fact, if you squint you'll probably be able to see which bed she's in to relation to Tenten. The poor woman has been bandaged to hell and back, her head wrapped in dressings, though there's enough visible for it to be clear that whatever happened to her, it was necessary for that big, poofy mane of hair to be shorn away in order for it to be treated.
At least she's not missing half her face. When she speaks, her voice is rough and croaky. She's still recovering from whatever it was that happened to her a few days back. ]
I guess I'm alive. Don't everyone celebrate at once.
[ The jab is accompanied by a weak smile. ]
What'd I miss?
At least she's not missing half her face. When she speaks, her voice is rough and croaky. She's still recovering from whatever it was that happened to her a few days back. ]
I guess I'm alive. Don't everyone celebrate at once.
[ The jab is accompanied by a weak smile. ]
What'd I miss?
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Well. Um.
[ She takes a deep breath and does her best not to look as tired as she feels and doesn't really pull it off. ]
I'm not good at this, but you can talk to me whenever, okay?
[ She knew what it was to feel vulnerable and to feel that that vulnerability made her weak. A target. She was doing her best to unlearn that now. And maybe she could help Jack a little, too? ]
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I'll keep that in mind.
[Having someone not only reach out, but admit they’d been down the same road as him, gotten close to controlling the world and had only been worse off for it, it was...well he wasn't entirely sure how he felt about it.]
I should probably let you rest. [And get himself a bath...in a sink...with his roommate posted outside the door so he didn't have to die on his own or end up joining Catra in the infirmary. Isn't life on the Rig grand?]
I um...I'm glad you're not dead.
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[ Catra smirks a little, some of that old, smug energy radiating off of her. ]
Gonna sleep now I think. Talk to you later, Jack.