Hansa; Catch-all

[misstrust]

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[robopriest]

[It sure is a cat!]

[The black cat just stares at her for a moment, before trotting up to her.]

[Its just going to put a paw, curiously, against her cheek. Also Dorothy why are you in a pile of leaves. Please.]

[misstrust]

[ Because this is the only bed she's allowed in her room!!

And she has no strength to change that right now or even close her door, so it's fine. Instead, Dorothy blinks, then smiles and reaches out to scratch behind a kitty ear. ]

Just where did you come from?

[robopriest]

[closes eyes i hate this actually]

[Anyways, the black cat just lets out a little mrrrr? in reply, tilting its head to lean into her as she scratches behind an ear. It's a nice curious kitty! And apparently not really young, either - Dorothy should notice that it has some flecks of grey on its face and neck.]

[misstrust]

[ Aww, it's an elderly kitty.

But Dorothy really has no idea where it came from, and so she struggles to sit up a little more. ]

We should... find your owner. You're too friendly to be a stray.

[robopriest]

Mrrraow.

[Owner? What owner? This cat totally does what it wants! Free kitty! Well, until it wants food and affection.]

[Just going to sniff at Dorothy's hair, now. Little does he know that its owner is on his way! Can't be free for long, cat.]

[misstrust]

[ Can't be free for long!!

But for now, it can chill with Dorothy, she's not going to get very far with a splinted leg. Which is to say, she's probably still going to try to get up. ]

[robopriest]

Treasure!

[Calls a man's voice from outside the doorframe. The cat sticks out its tongue in a surprised-looking blep.]

Treasure, you rascal - [And Hansa comes past the doorway, looking in.] Oh. There you are.

[His eyebrows raise.]

...I'm sorry, Dorothy. Was he bothering you?

[misstrust]

Perish the thought, he's the second-best company I've had all day.

[ Dorothy says this instantly, even as she lifts both eyebrows in return and just-- gives up on getting up. It's fine, mission accomplished. ]

Although I'd no idea you had a cat in the first place.

[robopriest]

Well, I've had him for only a few hours, but also I've had him for ten years.

[????????]

[He's walking inside - Treasure shifts away from Dorothy, trotting over to rub against Hansa's legs.]

Anyways...what are you doing here?

[He has not been informed of CYOA 1 group WHATSOEVER]

[misstrust]

... Come again?

[ Dorothy says this a bit blankly and even when he asks and her face falls a bit, that confusion is still very much written all over it.

But still, she does her best to answer, glancing down a bit ruefully at her leg.

It's in a splint. The bandages covering her abdomen are hidden from view and the friction burn around her neck is also obscured by the blanket she's wrapped herself in. Honestly, she thinks, he's asked a valid question. ]

... Just resting!

[ It's not a lie. ]

[robopriest]

I said what I said.

[:)]

[He follows his gaze down to her leg, his own face falling. Yikes. Dorothy, what in the world did you get into...?]

From...what, exactly? What happened to you?

[misstrust]

[ SHENANIGANS. ]

I nearly died, then I actually died, then I may have nearly died again.

[ He is not the only master of being mysterious!!

Though she then adds, quietly-- ]

Perhaps we ought to talk?

[robopriest]

Oh. [A beat.] Sounds like a load of fun.

[His tone is very dry as he walks over to sit down, crosslegged, near her. Treasure follows, slumping against Hansa's side.]

Sure. Talk away. I'm...still trying to piece together my thoughts about what I went through, myself.

[misstrust]

That makes two of us.

[ But she smiles at them both, careful to shake her head to avoid triggering another bout of lightheadedness. ]

Taako, Miss Yoshizawa, Rufus and I found ourselves across the bridge earlier today. We took two different paths at the beginning, but it seems they both resulted in ending at a school for graduation.

[robopriest]

A school? And you were graduating?

[Ah. Graduation, huh......something twitches in his expression, but he keeps lightly smiling.]

I guess that hit a littler closer to home than for the rest, huh?

[misstrust]

Not... in the way you might expect. The emphasis seemed to be more about faith.

Sermons included.

[ She's tired. ]

[robopriest]

Faith?

[That makes him raise an eyebrow.]

What, was it like Catholic school?

[misstrust]

With an actual church in the beginning, yes. Then it was a series of classrooms. Rufus and I had to talk about faith and gods and forgiveness.

[ Yep. Poor Rufus had to answer questions. ]

[robopriest]

[Wow! This would be a really interesting thing if Hansa was a priest [MEMORY NOT FOUND]!]

...I'm guessing Rufus didn't have a good time with that.

[misstrust]

I couldn't presume to speak for him.

[ So no, he did not have a good time.

ALSO WHY DO YOU FORGET THIS WEEK WHEN SHE WANTS TO KNOW IF PRIESTS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE ALARMING. ]

[robopriest]

[Looks at Fate/. Haha....priests....]

And you? You don't sound all that enthused.

[misstrust]

... [ Dorothy's gaze grows darker. ]

Faith in anything besides myself has never gotten me anywhere.

[robopriest]

...

Did you come from a religious family, Dorothy? Or were involved with it before?

[misstrust]

No, not quite. I suppose I did my nightly prayers when I was younger, before things changed.

[ And then she'd had to look after herself. ]

[robopriest]

[A raise of the eyebrow.]

What things?