[ looking up finally and over at Tara, speaking directly to her. for the record, she will do like a little mew in response to gale every time, so they do at least sound like they're having a conversation. ]
Tara, did you want something from our friend War? [ `mew.`] Hm. [ another mew. ] Uh-huh. [ tara licks her own paw. ] Alright.
[ looking back at war. ]
I imagine she's simply curious. She finds it quite baffling how secretive you all are about your identities, but I imagine it is the same feeling she has when she finds a closed door and would prefer that it be opened, even though sometimes you are simply attempting to use the water closet in privacy.
[ they sit here in the middle of a conversation that concerns them, but one they cannot understand. ]
The veil of anonymity allows the cult to perform cohesively as a unit without biases or prejudices. Without distraction. So it is an imposed rule we must follow, or a fate like Nehan's will come for us as well.
[ he says that, but the thing is, A Wrinkle In Time is a good fuckin' book, and he's deep enough in he's absorbed now. so he's just gonna keep reading and be in the zone for a bit so War can either hang out or leave or read too but he's in the book sauce. ]
[ this is fine. they knew this book would keep gale busy for at least an hour. and they can do parallel play. it means gale is not asking them a thousand questions. yet.
they put the parasol to the side and twist their wrist over to summon the familiar journal in their hand. a few pages stack out of the way to the side of the journal, fanned. they pick the pen up from inside the spine and the pages turn on their own. ]
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[ don't judge their character, thanks. just sitting here metaphorically sweating under her gaze. ]
You're welcome. Does... she, um... want something?
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Tara, did you want something from our friend War? [ `mew.`] Hm. [ another mew. ] Uh-huh. [ tara licks her own paw. ] Alright.
[ looking back at war. ]
I imagine she's simply curious. She finds it quite baffling how secretive you all are about your identities, but I imagine it is the same feeling she has when she finds a closed door and would prefer that it be opened, even though sometimes you are simply attempting to use the water closet in privacy.
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The veil of anonymity allows the cult to perform cohesively as a unit without biases or prejudices. Without distraction. So it is an imposed rule we must follow, or a fate like Nehan's will come for us as well.
I apologize for the continued mystery, Tara.
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Really, Tara? [ tara is very smart, but she is still a cat. but fine. ] And would you consider yourselves unbiased and undistracted?
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their shoulders visible relax, but less into a slump and more into their rightfully elegant curve. ]
I can't speak for the other two. But I am.
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Ah, right. You did say-- Ants, was it?
[ he will never be over this comment. ants. ]
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Moving on.
[ FROM THE ANTS. ]
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Moving on ...
[ he says that, but the thing is, A Wrinkle In Time is a good fuckin' book, and he's deep enough in he's absorbed now. so he's just gonna keep reading and be in the zone for a bit so War can either hang out or leave or read too but he's in the book sauce. ]
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they put the parasol to the side and twist their wrist over to summon the familiar journal in their hand. a few pages stack out of the way to the side of the journal, fanned. they pick the pen up from inside the spine and the pages turn on their own. ]
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but it is a book for children, so he'll finish in a pretty short amount of time. Closing it and then holding it back out for them. ]
Thank you, Mrs. Whatsit. An enjoyable read.
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they take the book without glancing up, and it disappears into their robes. ]
It's a series. I will give you the next book later when you won't devour it in a single sitting.
[ pot, kettle. ]