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xp_logsBummed over Inez's sudden departure, Julian finds himself comforted by the mansion's feline metamorph.
[[OOC: Backdated due to Ryan's boneheadedness...it's a word, look it up >_>]]
A heavy sigh was all Julian could manage as he slowly made his way back to his room. Once again, someone he'd connected with and enjoyed spending time with- someone he'd considered a friend had abandoned him. The only reason he'd even gone to the kitchen was because he knew Callie would berate him if he didn't eat something. So with pastrami sandwich in hand, half-heartedly cobbled together, Julian wandered the hallways of the mansion, knowing that he'd eventually make it back to his room.
"Hi Julian!" Catseye called out happily from across the hallway, where she'd just come in from outside, a stick in one hand. "You have a pastrami sandwich? Yum!" It wasn't mealtime so she wasn't going to eat, but she expressed the sentiment for Julian's choice of snack anyway. "Look Julian! A stick with acorns on it! The whole stick fell off of the tree instead of just the acorns!" She brandished the stick, which had a small cluster of acorns clinging doggedly to one end, in front of Julian.
Her over enthusiasm was physically hurting him, "Yeah, that's...um...nice, Catseye." With another sigh, smaller than the previous one, Julian headed down the hallway towards his room.
"Are you alright?" she asked with concern, catching up to him in the hallway and reaching out to touch his shoulder. Except she reached with the hand that had the stick in it and ended up poking him in the shoulder with it instead.
"Ah!" Julian jumped, dropping the sandwich on the floor. "Damnit!" he swore, turning toward Catseye and her stick. He wanted to break it, simply snap it into tiny little splinters with his mind, but knew it wouldn't actually help anything.
After a moment's pause, Julian found some calm and centered himself- not wanting to disappoint Nathan even now that he too had abandoned him in this dreary stretch of New York. "Sorry, Cats, I just..." he ran a hand through his hair before repeating, "Sorry."
"I am sorry too Julian," she said quickly, surprised both by what she'd accidently done and by his reaction. "Very sorry." She moved the stick to her tail instead of a hand. "Cat... I will make you a new sandwich since this one is on the floor?" she offered, crouching down to pick the sandwich up off the floor and taking a bite out of it. Fifteen years of dumpster diving meant she wasn't picky about eating food off the mansion floor. "And you can tell me what you are upset about while I make the sandwich?" She could scent his unhappiness, it was so obvious.
"I'm fine, Catseye, really, don't worry about it," he waved his hand dismissively.
The catgirl frowned at him, tail (and stick) lashing in thought which sent the stick hitting Julian again, this time in the ribs. "Oh no! I am sorry again Julian!" she said quickly, eyes wide with surprise. "Of course I worry. Ju... you are Cat... my friend and I always worry about my friends."
'Redirect the anger, Keller, come on,' Julian nodded, putting a hand over his now sore ribs. "Yeah, okay, but...dude, I'll make my own sandwich, if you want to keep me company, that'd be good." He was not going to get attached to her like he had to Angel or Inez...though Angel was still around, it just wasn't the same now.
"Okay! And now you will tell me why you are sad?" Catseye asked curiously. "Is it because Inez left the mansion and you cannot have sex with her anymore?" Her heightened senses were sometimes a curse rather than a blessing.
Starting back down the hallway, Julian stumbled slightly, "What?!"
"Is Ju... are you sad because you cannot have sex with Inez anymore?" she inquired innocently. "I thought boys liked sex a lot?"
"Dude, who said we'd been having sex?" Julian was a little upset that someone was spreading rumors, though he wouldn't have been surprised if Inez was the one to blame- and it's not as if he didn't want to. Hopefully she'd been flattering with her tall tales.
"No one!" Catseye assured him quickly, spinning in the doorway of the kitchen to face him and hitting him with the stick again, this time in the arm. "Sorry Julian!" she squeaked, embarrassed. "No one has been saying. I could smell, and hear. No one told me. Please don't be angry," she said in a placating tone.
Julian breathed a sigh of relief, "Catseye, it's okay, I just...wait, you heard...smelled us?" His cheeks turned a furiously embarrassed shade of red.
"Yes Cat... I can smell sex and other peoples' smells on lots of people here. I think all us ferals can," she explained, laying her stick down on the kitchen counter and opening the fridge to get some more pastrami for Julian, since the sandwich she'd been carrying had disappeared. "You shouldn't be sad that Inez left Julian."
It was a unsettling fact, but not one he'd been unaware of really. "Why not?"
"Because people leave and people die but that is life and it never stops because life never stops."
That seemed stupid but right all at the same time, "Dude, if that's the case...life sucks."
Catseye picked up the stick with her tail. "Life does not suck Julian! Do not say that or Catseye will thwapp with this stick!" She had no intention of actually doing so, but wasn't sure if he knew that. "Life is veryveryhappy when no one is leaving or dying. You have to be happy then, be happy with friends who are still with you. That way, even if people leave or die and you are sad, you know you can find your friends who are still there and they will make you happy again so that it does not hurt anymore.
"And you have to be happy again because people who leave or die do not want you to be sad because if they were your friends that means they want you to be happy because friends do not want friends to be sad."
After taking a moment to process the long rant, Julian remarked just how good of a speaker Catseye could be. He tried to say something, but all that came out was a garbled mess of vowels. Another moment passed by and he took a hesitant step toward the cat-girl, opening his arms, asking for a hug.
Putting down the stick, Catseye enveloped Julian in a fierce hug and nuzzled his neck with her nose. She opened her mouth to say something, but let it close when she realized she didn't need to say anything at all, just hug.
[[OOC: Backdated due to Ryan's boneheadedness...it's a word, look it up >_>]]
A heavy sigh was all Julian could manage as he slowly made his way back to his room. Once again, someone he'd connected with and enjoyed spending time with- someone he'd considered a friend had abandoned him. The only reason he'd even gone to the kitchen was because he knew Callie would berate him if he didn't eat something. So with pastrami sandwich in hand, half-heartedly cobbled together, Julian wandered the hallways of the mansion, knowing that he'd eventually make it back to his room.
"Hi Julian!" Catseye called out happily from across the hallway, where she'd just come in from outside, a stick in one hand. "You have a pastrami sandwich? Yum!" It wasn't mealtime so she wasn't going to eat, but she expressed the sentiment for Julian's choice of snack anyway. "Look Julian! A stick with acorns on it! The whole stick fell off of the tree instead of just the acorns!" She brandished the stick, which had a small cluster of acorns clinging doggedly to one end, in front of Julian.
Her over enthusiasm was physically hurting him, "Yeah, that's...um...nice, Catseye." With another sigh, smaller than the previous one, Julian headed down the hallway towards his room.
"Are you alright?" she asked with concern, catching up to him in the hallway and reaching out to touch his shoulder. Except she reached with the hand that had the stick in it and ended up poking him in the shoulder with it instead.
"Ah!" Julian jumped, dropping the sandwich on the floor. "Damnit!" he swore, turning toward Catseye and her stick. He wanted to break it, simply snap it into tiny little splinters with his mind, but knew it wouldn't actually help anything.
After a moment's pause, Julian found some calm and centered himself- not wanting to disappoint Nathan even now that he too had abandoned him in this dreary stretch of New York. "Sorry, Cats, I just..." he ran a hand through his hair before repeating, "Sorry."
"I am sorry too Julian," she said quickly, surprised both by what she'd accidently done and by his reaction. "Very sorry." She moved the stick to her tail instead of a hand. "Cat... I will make you a new sandwich since this one is on the floor?" she offered, crouching down to pick the sandwich up off the floor and taking a bite out of it. Fifteen years of dumpster diving meant she wasn't picky about eating food off the mansion floor. "And you can tell me what you are upset about while I make the sandwich?" She could scent his unhappiness, it was so obvious.
"I'm fine, Catseye, really, don't worry about it," he waved his hand dismissively.
The catgirl frowned at him, tail (and stick) lashing in thought which sent the stick hitting Julian again, this time in the ribs. "Oh no! I am sorry again Julian!" she said quickly, eyes wide with surprise. "Of course I worry. Ju... you are Cat... my friend and I always worry about my friends."
'Redirect the anger, Keller, come on,' Julian nodded, putting a hand over his now sore ribs. "Yeah, okay, but...dude, I'll make my own sandwich, if you want to keep me company, that'd be good." He was not going to get attached to her like he had to Angel or Inez...though Angel was still around, it just wasn't the same now.
"Okay! And now you will tell me why you are sad?" Catseye asked curiously. "Is it because Inez left the mansion and you cannot have sex with her anymore?" Her heightened senses were sometimes a curse rather than a blessing.
Starting back down the hallway, Julian stumbled slightly, "What?!"
"Is Ju... are you sad because you cannot have sex with Inez anymore?" she inquired innocently. "I thought boys liked sex a lot?"
"Dude, who said we'd been having sex?" Julian was a little upset that someone was spreading rumors, though he wouldn't have been surprised if Inez was the one to blame- and it's not as if he didn't want to. Hopefully she'd been flattering with her tall tales.
"No one!" Catseye assured him quickly, spinning in the doorway of the kitchen to face him and hitting him with the stick again, this time in the arm. "Sorry Julian!" she squeaked, embarrassed. "No one has been saying. I could smell, and hear. No one told me. Please don't be angry," she said in a placating tone.
Julian breathed a sigh of relief, "Catseye, it's okay, I just...wait, you heard...smelled us?" His cheeks turned a furiously embarrassed shade of red.
"Yes Cat... I can smell sex and other peoples' smells on lots of people here. I think all us ferals can," she explained, laying her stick down on the kitchen counter and opening the fridge to get some more pastrami for Julian, since the sandwich she'd been carrying had disappeared. "You shouldn't be sad that Inez left Julian."
It was a unsettling fact, but not one he'd been unaware of really. "Why not?"
"Because people leave and people die but that is life and it never stops because life never stops."
That seemed stupid but right all at the same time, "Dude, if that's the case...life sucks."
Catseye picked up the stick with her tail. "Life does not suck Julian! Do not say that or Catseye will thwapp with this stick!" She had no intention of actually doing so, but wasn't sure if he knew that. "Life is veryveryhappy when no one is leaving or dying. You have to be happy then, be happy with friends who are still with you. That way, even if people leave or die and you are sad, you know you can find your friends who are still there and they will make you happy again so that it does not hurt anymore.
"And you have to be happy again because people who leave or die do not want you to be sad because if they were your friends that means they want you to be happy because friends do not want friends to be sad."
After taking a moment to process the long rant, Julian remarked just how good of a speaker Catseye could be. He tried to say something, but all that came out was a garbled mess of vowels. Another moment passed by and he took a hesitant step toward the cat-girl, opening his arms, asking for a hug.
Putting down the stick, Catseye enveloped Julian in a fierce hug and nuzzled his neck with her nose. She opened her mouth to say something, but let it close when she realized she didn't need to say anything at all, just hug.
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