[this is why he respects Catra, deep down. she's not boring.
he's been doing some reading up on this world, with whatever he can find. studying. but he hasn't quite forgotten that he told Catra she could come visit. he is, though, very surprised by the sudden intrusion. how did she find him?
the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and Shadow Milk whips around to face her]
Catra's brow raises, fangs flashing inches from Shadow Milk's eyes as she grins, then leans back slightly. That long dark tail gives an amused flicker as she lets out a catty bark of a laugh, so unique he could certainly pick it out. ]
Yeah, duh.
I did tell you.
[ Best not worry about how she found him. Details, details.
Catra steps to one side, hand on a hip, still very much grinning. ]
[he stands up straight, watching her for a moment. well, she did say she would find him. but maybe Shadow Milk will ask her about how she did it later]
..Okay. Well, I still don't have my powers yet, so I can't get too creative. But I did manage to find some stuff here.
[he sets his book down and starts walking out to the kitchen area. there is a table there, with what looks like some boxes]
[ Her head tips, from looking down to looking up, somehow still seeming smug. ]
You're an entertainer, right? I'm sure you can work with what you have.
[ She taunts mid-walk, following close behind and walking a slow circle around the table to look over the boxes with a raised brow. She has, surprisingly, seen boardgames before, since she got here. Though it's unlike she recognises any. ]
[she's putting him on the spot. what Catra fails to realize is that Shadow Milk doesn't usually entertain guests. and his definition of entertaining can be skewed at best]
Let's get dicey, mmmn? ...Little gaming joke, just for you.
[he starts setting out the games. they are...interesting, and weird. Corrupt Four, Existence, Oligopoly, Battle Boat, Sweetworld, Insignificant Chase... those are the big contenders, but Shadow Milk doesn't seem particularly jazzed about them. he pats one of the boxes anyway with a grin]
[ She gave him a whoooole (most of a) day. That's plenty of time right? Not like he's some kind of perfectionist, surely.
Catra comes to a stop nearby, looking over the games with... mostly just curiosity, tail slowly swaying. Peering, reading, then those sharp eyes peek up at him instead. ]
They look kinda boring... Do you like any of these?
[ Those eyes sure do look dangerous, even when she's not trying. It's probably the vertical pupils. ]
Can we make it more interesting? How about a bet or something?
[Shadow Milk isn't sure what he wants, so much as... well, no, he won't go there! HAHAHA nothing no one needs to know about. stupid feelings]
What, indeed?
[he appears distant for just a few seconds, like his mind is far off, thinking about complex and nuanced character-things. his journey, his lack of powers. he wants to show off! but he also wants to explore this world, as he is currently. it's weird]
...Well! How's this? If you win, I shall bestow upon you... a prize!
Catra pauses, one hand resting on her hip and cocked to the side with a slowly appraising look. Her tail's still flickering, back and forth, but it's more of a hinted curiosity and impatience than anything else. Talk about stalling for time.
Ah- speaking of curiosity. Feline ears perk right up. ]
A prize?... What kind?
[ If he says 'a sur-prize' she might strangle him. A taunting tone dangles her offer. ]
If you win, which you won't. I could forget that favor you owe me, unless you want something else~
[he has, like, nothing to offer her. but when she states her prize, he bristles considerably. he doesn't mean to stall for time, he's just... really unsure. and he hates feeling like he's not in control.
but Shadow Milk loves to hear himself talk, so, perhaps he can swing this entire day into his favor, still]
If you win, I'll be your servant for an entire week. Cooking? Cleaning? Listening to your problems? All of that, and more. Unless you want... something else.
[ She doesn't actually need most of that, but she'll find ways to take advantage of it. Unless something else comes up- Catra, on the other hand, DOES like to be in control.
She sets the fish back, sliding closer with a faint tilt of her head up at him, tail bumping against the back of both their legs as she fixes a pointed look on the colourful jester. ]
You still haven't said what you want. Though- So...?
Oh, right. I think your offer is pretty good! So we'll go with it!
[for now. unless he thinks of a better offer. for some reason, he's finding he doesn't actually mind that he'd have to pay Catra back? probably because he enjoys being around her. but, again, Shadow Milk's not going to just say that outright]
We can have several rounds, play a bunch of different stuff and see what's the most fun!
[ SO Cagey... Hmm. Is it a coincidence her 'prize' is also him spending a bunch of time around her? Maybe. Sharp eyes linger for a little bit longer before she shrugs. ]
Fine. For now. So, how do you play this thing?
[ She's recently familiar with the idea of fishing, but this is stretching it a bit. Moving closer to the table, she leans over to peek at all the slowly rotating fish. It'll keep her entertained for a couple rounds at least, depends how good Shadow Milk is. He's competing with a cat that's pretty damn fast and precise. ]
[Shadow Milk pops the fish he removed back into the game while he explains the rules. they are rather simple, try to catch as many fish as you can! the colors do not matter, usually, but they can play with them, if they choose to go harder. he even shows her the magnets and how they work]
[ The occasional tail swish, hints that she's at least enjoying the theme. Very well. ]
Fine. Looks a bit easy, but I bet I can beat you- Whoever wins the most?
[ She holds up her rod, prepped, grinning up at Shadow Milk with that classic smug cat look. Why does it feel like she's totally playing him? Well...
He may discover that she's FAST, and those sharp eyes aren't just for show, once they start going she's picking up fish at an incredulous speed. More importantly... Yes, she's specifically going for the one's he's about to just to mess with him! ]
[he starts catching, but Shadow Milk is definitely not as quick as she is. but that's okay. he's ... having fun? playing a game with someone? at least he's motivated]
[ She has thrown hands for far less, this is a poor move for self preservation, but right now Catra's mostly taking it as slightly frustrating teasing.
She lifts, reaching for the box, then gives him a sharper nudge as she lets out a huff. Grumbling- ]
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he's been doing some reading up on this world, with whatever he can find. studying. but he hasn't quite forgotten that he told Catra she could come visit. he is, though, very surprised by the sudden intrusion. how did she find him?
the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and Shadow Milk whips around to face her]
YOU. Oh. It's you.
[who did you think it was, Shadow Milk?]
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Catra's brow raises, fangs flashing inches from Shadow Milk's eyes as she grins, then leans back slightly. That long dark tail gives an amused flicker as she lets out a catty bark of a laugh, so unique he could certainly pick it out. ]
Yeah, duh.
I did tell you.
[ Best not worry about how she found him. Details, details.
Catra steps to one side, hand on a hip, still very much grinning. ]
So what game are we playing?
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..Okay. Well, I still don't have my powers yet, so I can't get too creative. But I did manage to find some stuff here.
[he sets his book down and starts walking out to the kitchen area. there is a table there, with what looks like some boxes]
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You're an entertainer, right?
I'm sure you can work with what you have.
[ She taunts mid-walk, following close behind and walking a slow circle around the table to look over the boxes with a raised brow. She has, surprisingly, seen boardgames before, since she got here. Though it's unlike she recognises any. ]
So... ?
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[she's putting him on the spot. what Catra fails to realize is that Shadow Milk doesn't usually entertain guests. and his definition of entertaining can be skewed at best]
Let's get dicey, mmmn? ...Little gaming joke, just for you.
[he starts setting out the games. they are...interesting, and weird. Corrupt Four, Existence, Oligopoly, Battle Boat, Sweetworld, Insignificant Chase... those are the big contenders, but Shadow Milk doesn't seem particularly jazzed about them. he pats one of the boxes anyway with a grin]
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[ She gave him a whoooole (most of a) day. That's plenty of time right? Not like he's some kind of perfectionist, surely.
Catra comes to a stop nearby, looking over the games with... mostly just curiosity, tail slowly swaying. Peering, reading, then those sharp eyes peek up at him instead. ]
They look kinda boring... Do you like any of these?
[ Those eyes sure do look dangerous, even when she's not trying. It's probably the vertical pupils. ]
Can we make it more interesting?
How about a bet or something?
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he stands up straight, setting his hands on his hips]
Ooh, a bet! Of course we can do that!
[he doesn't answer the first question. he's pulling out one of those cute fishing games]
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[ she pauses, looking down at the little fish with a brief blink.
Her tail sways slowly, eyes locked. ]
... Want to bet?
A favour?
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A favor, hmm? I don't really know what I need right now.
[she already saved his life. he doesn't want to be even more indebted to her!]
his stupid smug face...
She is also a cat. ]
Doesn't have to be. But what CAN you bet?
[ Her hand curls around the little fish, staring at it curiously, just the slightest brush of fuzzy hand against his in passing.
Hey, she's open to ideas. If it's stimulating he wants... Maybe she'll mention the arcade after a round or two of fish. ]
beat him up
What, indeed?
[he appears distant for just a few seconds, like his mind is far off, thinking about complex and nuanced character-things. his journey, his lack of powers. he wants to show off! but he also wants to explore this world, as he is currently. it's weird]
...Well! How's this? If you win, I shall bestow upon you... a prize!
punch punch punch
Catra pauses, one hand resting on her hip and cocked to the side with a slowly appraising look. Her tail's still flickering, back and forth, but it's more of a hinted curiosity and impatience than anything else. Talk about stalling for time.
Ah- speaking of curiosity. Feline ears perk right up. ]
A prize?... What kind?
[ If he says 'a sur-prize' she might strangle him. A taunting tone dangles her offer. ]
If you win, which you won't. I could forget that favor you owe me, unless you want something else~
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but Shadow Milk loves to hear himself talk, so, perhaps he can swing this entire day into his favor, still]
If you win, I'll be your servant for an entire week. Cooking? Cleaning? Listening to your problems? All of that, and more. Unless you want... something else.
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[ She doesn't actually need most of that, but she'll find ways to take advantage of it. Unless something else comes up- Catra, on the other hand, DOES like to be in control.
She sets the fish back, sliding closer with a faint tilt of her head up at him, tail bumping against the back of both their legs as she fixes a pointed look on the colourful jester. ]
You still haven't said what you want. Though-
So...?
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[for now. unless he thinks of a better offer. for some reason, he's finding he doesn't actually mind that he'd have to pay Catra back? probably because he enjoys being around her. but, again, Shadow Milk's not going to just say that outright]
We can have several rounds, play a bunch of different stuff and see what's the most fun!
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Fine. For now.
So, how do you play this thing?
[ She's recently familiar with the idea of fishing, but this is stretching it a bit. Moving closer to the table, she leans over to peek at all the slowly rotating fish. It'll keep her entertained for a couple rounds at least, depends how good Shadow Milk is. He's competing with a cat that's pretty damn fast and precise. ]
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... we keep fishing until all the fish are gone!
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Fine. Looks a bit easy, but I bet I can beat you- Whoever wins the most?
[ She holds up her rod, prepped, grinning up at Shadow Milk with that classic smug cat look. Why does it feel like she's totally playing him? Well...
He may discover that she's FAST, and those sharp eyes aren't just for show, once they start going she's picking up fish at an incredulous speed. More importantly... Yes, she's specifically going for the one's he's about to just to mess with him! ]
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Oooh! You're fast!
[he starts catching, but Shadow Milk is definitely not as quick as she is. but that's okay. he's ... having fun? playing a game with someone? at least he's motivated]
stupid sharp teeth... bullying him
For you, slowpoke.
[ She teases, finishing off the first round with a sizable portion of the fish and a smug look. One hand on her hip, her tail twitches happily. ]
Best two out of three? Or are we gonna run through all the games?
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Shadow Milk suddenly produces a golden-colored plastic fish from somewhere. sleight of hand, perhaps]
Not so fast! This little golden fish is worth... 150 points!
[he places it down onto his worthless pile]
Sorry for your loss~
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[ Her eyes narrow, a small growl rumbling in her throat as her tail thumps against his leg. ]
That's not in the rules! You just made that up!
[ She's grabbing for the box to try and find the rules, if there even are any, what a grumpy cat! ]
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Awwww! Don't be a sore loser, Catra!
[this is not how you make friends, buddy]
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She lifts, reaching for the box, then gives him a sharper nudge as she lets out a huff. Grumbling- ]
Whatever, fine!
You'll lose the other games too-
Bring out the next one!
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Heehee! I picked this one! And, since I am a generous host, I'll allow you to pick our next game~
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i love him anyways
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