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[Action if you want to come across him | Starts in Everglade then Kay is walking to his home in Genessia city.]
9 days, 13 hours and 23 minutes ago, Kay told Bodhi Rook that the possibilities of their companions being in the cities were 35%.
9 days, 13 hours and 25 minutes later, Kay realizes how optimistic he had been.
The Rogue One team is gone. Yes, there’s Bodhi Rook and Kay trusts him but he is not Cassian Andor. Just like K-2SO is not Galen Erso. They’re both missing something important. Someone.
The droid is standing in the middle of the street when a wet, furry bundle presses against his ankle and interrupts his train of thoughts. It meows up at Kay pitifully when he glances down. The cat is a sorry thing, a dirty and half-starved white kitten with blue eyes far too big for her head. Kay glances around, looking for a possible owner or the cat’s mommy but his optics meet only houses and fog. Staring back at the cat, he makes the appropriate calculations to determine how long something so small will survive on its own in a place like Everglade.
The odds are not in the cat’s favour.
There’s another mewl and Kay falls into a crouch, one knee touching the ground as fingers reach out to scratch under the cat’s chin.
“There’s a 87% of probability that someone will eat you or step on you before the week ends.” The small feline just purrs back in response, closing her eyes. “Ignoring my warnings already, now that’s familiar…”
A second later, Kay picks up the cat. The kitten is so small that she fits in the palm of his hands with ease. She doesn’t weight a thing and her fur is cold to the touch. The droid moves her closer to his body and the kitten rubs against his chest plates, meowing again.
“I’m going to call you Fest.”
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[Video]
[The video starts with Kay holding a small white kitten with dirty fur in one of his hands, close to his chest to keep her relatively warm.]
I require assistance. Could anyone here point me out where to find proper information about how to bath a cat? She's about a month old, information about their dietary habits would also be welco...ey ey....no...stop...
[The kitten apparently grew bored of staying still and started to climb Kay's chest to reach his neck joint. She purrs loudly once it gets there, making herself comfortable around his neck before Kay can reach and put her down. He decides it's not worth the trouble. The droid sighs in defeat. ]
...organics....
9 days, 13 hours and 23 minutes ago, Kay told Bodhi Rook that the possibilities of their companions being in the cities were 35%.
9 days, 13 hours and 25 minutes later, Kay realizes how optimistic he had been.
The Rogue One team is gone. Yes, there’s Bodhi Rook and Kay trusts him but he is not Cassian Andor. Just like K-2SO is not Galen Erso. They’re both missing something important. Someone.
The droid is standing in the middle of the street when a wet, furry bundle presses against his ankle and interrupts his train of thoughts. It meows up at Kay pitifully when he glances down. The cat is a sorry thing, a dirty and half-starved white kitten with blue eyes far too big for her head. Kay glances around, looking for a possible owner or the cat’s mommy but his optics meet only houses and fog. Staring back at the cat, he makes the appropriate calculations to determine how long something so small will survive on its own in a place like Everglade.
The odds are not in the cat’s favour.
There’s another mewl and Kay falls into a crouch, one knee touching the ground as fingers reach out to scratch under the cat’s chin.
“There’s a 87% of probability that someone will eat you or step on you before the week ends.” The small feline just purrs back in response, closing her eyes. “Ignoring my warnings already, now that’s familiar…”
A second later, Kay picks up the cat. The kitten is so small that she fits in the palm of his hands with ease. She doesn’t weight a thing and her fur is cold to the touch. The droid moves her closer to his body and the kitten rubs against his chest plates, meowing again.
“I’m going to call you Fest.”
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[Video]
[The video starts with Kay holding a small white kitten with dirty fur in one of his hands, close to his chest to keep her relatively warm.]
I require assistance. Could anyone here point me out where to find proper information about how to bath a cat? She's about a month old, information about their dietary habits would also be welco...ey ey....no...stop...
[The kitten apparently grew bored of staying still and started to climb Kay's chest to reach his neck joint. She purrs loudly once it gets there, making herself comfortable around his neck before Kay can reach and put her down. He decides it's not worth the trouble. The droid sighs in defeat. ]
...organics....
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[ooc: should we turn the thread to action? :3]
[Video -> Action]
Alright.
[Tannusen gets off the phone in favor of heading to the park. He has no idea how big Kay is, but he figures someone with a face like that will be pretty easy to spot. The tiger himself is also pretty easy to pick out, being the only person in the park in a snappy white suit.]
[Action]
Nice to meet you in person, Tannusen.
lost track of some tags for a bit there, sorry <3
You're taller than I expected.
It's fine! no worries.
Yes, I get that often. All KX droid are this size, I'm aware we can be a bit shocking.
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[And plenty of non-humans, on his own world. Most trolls, for one.]
Still, you're quite impressive in person.
♥
[Weeeeeeel. Kay could be considered a troll of sorts.]
Why, thank you. You are not bad looking yourself.
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[Oh, Reinhardt. Sometimes Tannusen just likes to imagine what could've been.]
That so? Well, I'm going to have to step behind you for a moment. I don't like to be watched when I change shape; only takes a second, though.
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[Kay nods, understanding.] I'll turn, take all the time you need. [And he does just that.]
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[Humans were... varied!]
[As soon as Kay couldn't see him anymore, the shift took effect. The tiger who padded around to Kay's front was still over half the droid's height at his shoulder. Twelve and a half feet long, nine hundred pounds of muscle, walking on paws the size of dinner plates.]
[A very, very big kitty.]
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[So he's noticed! It's nice.
He has to double take when the tiger is visible, talking his head in appreciation.]
You are big. And very white, it's a nice colour for a tiger.
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[Then he sat down in front of Kay, lifting his head. That put him back up to almost five feet in height. Big, big kitty. If he stood up on his back legs, even temporarily, he'd easily be Kay's height.]
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Again, you are very, very big...I suppose it's rude to scratch your ears?
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[Though there were other ways to reply, he knew. For example, there was that question...]
[Kay had been very polite thus far, including about this. That was the only reason Tannusen tipped his head down a little, ears flicking forward. Maybe one scratch.]
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You are very soft, it's nice.
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[It literally only takes a second of not being observed for the shift to happen. Tannusen smoothly completes a circle 'round the droid, now back to human form as easy as that.]
Just don't startle me, if you catch me in that form. It somewhat shifts me mentally, too.
[Just as intelligent, fully-aware of who and what he is. But... even more instincts to contend with.]
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I'll try to be careful, thanks for the warning. It makes sense, I suppose.
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[Probably because a lot of people are kinda stupid.]
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[A pause.]
Or anywhere, for that matter.
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That's very true.