Kitty Pryde-Barton (
throughaphase) wrote in
fandomtownies2019-08-12 10:22 am
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Caritas- Monday
Kitty had never been angrier in her whole life, and she'd started a lot of fights in her life! But this time they'd messsed with her kid and do it was entirely possible she would try to murder whoever caused it this week!
But for now, she looked like a happy little plastic Kitty in her bar, which looked more like a kitchen-type play house, with cabinets were you could pull out teacups and pieces of plastic snack food.
The fact that Tino was a finger puppet? Not gonna touch that right now. Or ever.
But since she knew of at least one other person who thought this was weird, she'd set up a tea party in the back room, along with a "NO SQUIRRELS CLUB" sign to discourage spying.
[I've decided to offer up Caritas as a meeting place for anyone who might want to find people who broke off the brainwashing, and in case anyone wants a safe place to plot.
Open!]
But for now, she looked like a happy little plastic Kitty in her bar, which looked more like a kitchen-type play house, with cabinets were you could pull out teacups and pieces of plastic snack food.
The fact that Tino was a finger puppet? Not gonna touch that right now. Or ever.
But since she knew of at least one other person who thought this was weird, she'd set up a tea party in the back room, along with a "NO SQUIRRELS CLUB" sign to discourage spying.
[I've decided to offer up Caritas as a meeting place for anyone who might want to find people who broke off the brainwashing, and in case anyone wants a safe place to plot.
Open!]

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Her cheek twitched. She hadn't wanted to find something to murder quite this badly in a really long time.
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She wanted to stab whoever did this in the face with a bone claw!
"This is definitely maybe the happiest I've ever been."
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...probably not, but here Shuri was anyway!
"Hi!"
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Please be normal, Kitty hated this act a lot.
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Stupid base being fused to his stupid plastic feet.
"Oh, hey. Look how... cheerful everything is in here!"
That smile couldn't possibly be more plastic if he tried. Really.
"Great."
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"It's extremely cheerful," Kitty said. "Just like it's supposed to be."
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No. No it was not. Especially not when your live-in boyfriend was the Sheriff of Oceania in this super-great 1984 ripoff. "After all the...excitement...of this morning, I thought I could sure use a cup of - " goddammit did this hellscape even have alcohol? " - something delicious!"
Everything was awful. Especially her creepy ceramic face.
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"You sound a little stressed from the morning," Kitty noted, watching the reaction.
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And and it was a relief to sense people that felt different.
So she went inside the bar, and when she didn't see many people in there, she followed the sense towards the back room.
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At least until Karla dropped from above the lintel, strings catching her before she hit the ground. "Kiss kiss!" she called cheerily, giving everyone a little wave with one articulated arm. "Why look how full the bar is today!"
[Crazy running around getting ready for tomorrow's surgery, but I couldn't not ping these two. SP?]
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Sure, they were made of Play-Doh, but she was really leaning into this whole 'tea party' thing, okay??
Then she blinked when she saw all the people already here. "Wow," she stated, "busy night."
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"Which is, like, suuuuper great, ohmygosh, so fun."
There.
But she so didn't think she brought enough scones now.
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"Hi there, Kitty," Tony said. He was at a bar and didn't have a mouth for drinking right now because he'd have to swap his head and that was a step too far right now.
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Which means if you're gonna have any sekrit conversations, this is the place to do it.
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Then she let out a string of curses that were absolutely unbecoming on a maternal doll like herself, but felt really good to say.
And look! Her fireballs were working properly. That was very good to know.
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Which was not actually Kanan's number one complaint today, but... he had a lot to process, regarding Skywalker.
A lot. And it didn't help that the island felt like it was packed in gauze. He felt halfway to headblind here and he hated it.
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"I fucking hate everything."
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Excuse her if she rubbed her cheeks a little, her face hurt from smiling.
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...but she also didn't want the others thinking they couldn't trust her, so, as soon as she was inside, she tossed aside her container of Play-Doh scones and flopped into the nearest chair with a big, relieved groan, tilting her head back, closing her eyes, and just reveled in a moment where she just didn't have to fucking smile all the god damn fucking time! Ugh!
Even just doing that felt good.
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OOC