{04 VIDEO feat Mollymauk}

[freshtilapia]

[The video opens to Fish awake, sitting up in what seems to be their bed. Their dressing gown is on, at least. It's late at night in Lunatia-- give or take about 3am. And if your volume is up high enough, you might catch the sound of... someone? being very busy the next room over. Fish looks pretty concerned.]

Ah... hello.

[This is awkward.]

It's been a while since I've used this to address the whole network but... I was wondering how people deal with... ah... cats?

[And there's the sound of a door busting open and a blur of violet getting in the way of the camera and Fish and the suggestion that the merfolk threw their hand up so as to save the communicator from getting knocked over.]

Molly what--?

Ignore me, I'm just sneaking in here.

Wait, I can't--

Yeah, it's fine, just let me crawl in here.

I'm on the communicator.

Great. I don't wanna talk I just wanna sit...

[Rustle rustle.]

Perfect.

[A pause of silence.]

Continue, I'm comfortable now.

[The communicator comes down again, a little closer to Fish's face this time, they look defeated. But there's a very content, lavender-skinned, heavily tattooed tiefling on them, their tail swishing lazily and making a mess of the video a bit.]

I guess now you all know what I need... ah... a bit of advice on. Sorry, I'll get to replying to any answers later. It isn't the easiest having a lap full of cat-like tiefling.

[They huff and grin before turning the feed off.]

Comments

[stormchasing]

[A finger briefly appears before and after this, but otherwise the image stays static.]

Sounds like he's being an asshole.

Should I come over?

[freshtilapia]

I don't want to say that he's being an asshole but...

... yes, please come over.

1/2

[stormchasing]

Don't worry, I'll say it for you.

Okay. I'll head over.

2/2

[stormchasing]

Wait. Where is your place?

[freshtilapia]

Ah! Sorry. Hold on a moment—

[ And they’ll send a map and an address over the communicator. ]

[stormchasing]

Thanks. I'll be by soon.

[Camera goes everywhere, blurs and shapes and then cuts out.]

Action;

[freshtilapia]

[ Well, that was a trip. Good thing Fish was pretty busy dealing with fixing the mess in the bedroom while a dancing light was out distracting Molly. They know it could be a futile exercise, putting the pillows back where they belong, but they could at least try. ]

[stormchasing]

[Yasha doesn't waste too much time. At most, she makes sure to bring some blankets and some calming tea. She's pretty sure she was here that one time for Connie, but Yasha had been pretty out of it and had followed Caduceus like a lost lamb more than anything. So, it had just been better to ask.

Eventually, she knocks on the door, greatsword as always strapped to her back as it always is.]

[freshtilapia]

Ah-- that must be Yasha.

[Fish moves to get the door, concentration actually slipping so the dancing lights around Molly fade away. They open the door and look really apologetic. Also, welcome Yasha! She can already see that the apartment is a lot messier than the last time she came in for the cuddlepile.]

Thank you so much and I'm so sorry for the bother, Yasha.

[shadowonthe]

[ In all actuality, the comfort of where he was sitting was the real anchor for Molly here; between the dancing lights and Fish, there was quite a bit to be distracted by.

You know, just until Fish mentions Yasha, He perks up instantly, padding out in a stolen dressing gown himself. Still dressed; just trying it on, as you do. ]

Oh?

[ THIS IS THE FACE OF INNOCENCE ]

[stormchasing]

[Yasha Observes the apartment for a second, then observes Fish, then Molly. This asshole. She lets out a fond sigh and shakes her head a little before looking at Fish again and nodding.]

It's fine, if it bothered me I wouldn't be here. [Probably. Either way, she's okay with dealing with Molly's brand of annoying.] Thanks for uh.. inviting me.

[She steps in and sets the blankets and greatsword by the door before making her way over to Molly and kissing him on the forehead.] I hear you're being an asshole.

[freshtilapia]

[ Fish will step aside for now then and allow Yasha to hopefully calm Mollymauk down from his cat-like behavior? ]

[shadowonthe]

In only as many words.

And certainly not on purpose—-[ Nope. A quick look at Fish, himself, then Yasha, who’s obviously been called here to dote on him? He can’t deny it. ]

That bad huh?

[ Mostly to Fish, but he looks pretty sheepish honestly. Not accusatory. ]

It’s been a bad moon.

[freshtilapia]

[ Fish looks equally sheepish from the side. ]

I... it isn’t so much of a big deal but while I’m not happy about my apartment getting messy like this, I can’t really get around to cleaning when you walk up to me and are... just... absolutely intoxicating.

[ For once, the merfolk is completely bashful about the whole thing. ]

[stormchasing]

If you guys start having sex, I'm out. [Yasha gives them both a very flat and unimpressed look. No way is she sticking around for that.

But she does ruffle his hair a little before smoothing it out again.]

It's the moon more than you. [She casts a quick look around the room.]

But why the uh... pillows? On the ground?

[shadowonthe]

HA! We won't. But you should of seen us yesterday.

[ wait no, mOLLY-- ]

As for the pillows? They just were in my way. Sort of. Seeing them propped up all pretty is one thing, but the satisfying 'thump' of them hitting the ground is another.

I'm sorry dearest, I had no idea.

[freshtilapia]

Oceans, yesterday was so good...

[ Fish turns bright red now and is just obviously too enamored by Molly. ]

It isn’t that big of a deal, darling. It’s something I can fix. It’s just that... I’m constantly distracted from fixing it.

[stormchasing]

[Yasha gives them both a pretty bland look at that. She doesn't need to know and she fears any comment on it will provoke Molly into saying something more, just because he can.

With a small sigh, Yasha scoops Molly up and over her shoulder, holding him there in a fireman carry. She looks at Fish and nods.]

Now he can't distract you.

[shadowonthe]

[ This is his life now.

He's been carried in worse conditions. His tail just flicks. Much like a cat's.

Where are we going Yasha. Thank gods he likes you. ]

...I guess I'm going out then, Fish.

[freshtilapia]

[Fish pouts a little and seems startled, looking as if their pet was going to be taken away from them.]

Are you going, Yasha?

[The look on Fish's face says that they don't want Molly to go, but the defeated language of their body seems resigned, if this was the only way they could manage to tidy up their apartment.]

[stormchasing]

[Yasha raises an eyebrow at Molly's assumption, but just pats his rear instead of saying anything.

She gives Fish a reassuring look.]

Just around is all. [ Yasha makes like she is going to the door and but instead moves to look at Fish's curtains.]

These are nice. Look Mol, aren't these nice? [There's definitely some amusement there.]

[freshtilapia]

[ Somehow, that one reassuring look was enough to really brighten Fish up. And as soon as Yasha says they’ll be around, Fish gets right to cleaning up their living space, putting the messed up items back where they belonged. They worked pretty fast, being pretty particular about their abode.

There’s quite a lot to see in Fish’s apartment, really. The curtains were of a soft gauzy fabric, layered over with a thicker one in soft blue. The walls were covered in a very ornate, colorful wallpaper. And there were little trinkets related to the sea everywhere. ]

[shadowonthe]

I'll have you know, this is incredibly patronizing, and yet.

[ He makes no move to be put down.

Whatever kind of cat he was, he was the kind that adored being picked up. ]