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[bestestfurrend]

:33 < *ac isnt at her device right now*
:33 < *shes purrobably busy hunting or purrlaying or doing something else fun!*
:33 < *so purrlease leave a message after the b33p and shell get back to you asap X33*

:33 < b33p!

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[dicey]

Don't look at me like that! I don't!

[bestestfurrend]

But you're friends, right??

[dicey]

Sure. But that's it! No crushes.

A big part of why I care so much is because it hurt Hanna, and noooooooobody hurts Hanna.

[bestestfurrend]

[Understanding dawns across Nepeta's face, and a determined nod greets Vriska's explanation. If someone upset Equius she'd make them pay so bad!]

Come on then, we're wasting time!!

[dicey]

[she picks up her pace, as much as she can]

You are soooooooo lucky Equius is a troll; you have no idea. Even if you are a stupid dumbfuck for living with the guy who killed him.

[bestestfurrend]

[Nepeta shrugs, looking upset for a moment.]

Maybe I am.

[She scouts ahead for a short distance, then waits for Vriska to catch up.]

[dicey]

He's not a bad kismesis, either! ... Equius, not Gamzee.

[she takes the safety off her gun, just in case]

[Jo would be so displeased 8|]

[bestestfurrend]

Heehee, I'm glad the two of you are still happy with your quadrant!!

[Good thing Jo isn't here. Nepeta, on the other hand, keeps her claws hidden and will do so until the last moment.]

[dicey]

So how serious is he about me, anyway?

[bestestfurrend]

Purretty serious, I think! He really dislikes you!

[dicey]

I don't blame him! I am very easy to dislike.

[bestestfurrend]

[Nep snickers, and then lowers her voice, having caught the faint scent of something on the wind.]

Yup yup, that's furry true!

[dicey]

Unfortunately for you, I'm taken.

[bestestfurrend]

I don't want a kismesis anyway, Vriska! I'm perfectly happy with just a meowrail right now! ...shh, I think I hear something.

[dicey]

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I still don't believe you there! But then I don't want a moirail, so I guess--

[she readies her gun]

I heard it too.

[bestestfurrend]

[Quadrant arguments can wait! Nepeta has already fallen into a crouch, slinking along the ground with surprising grace and agility for someone who seems to spend more of her time being cheerfully noisy and noticeable.]

[dicey]

[readies her gun, aims...]

D: I didn't get this tag, sorry! And apologies for the delays, dad's bday weekend

[bestestfurrend]

[Nepeta springs, flying through the air at their prey, claws extending themselves!]

don't worry about it! <3

[dicey]

[CHARGES]

[as best as she can, anyway]

Is it a wolf?

<3!

[bestestfurrend]

[Sorry Vriska, Nepeta can't reply, she's kind of busy wrestling with a monstrous bear right now.]

[dicey]

... That's not a wolf.

[bestestfurrend]

It smelled us out and was going to attack!

[Rude, Vriska, she's busy fighting a bear here!]

[dicey]

I'm saving my bullets for wolves.

[bestestfurrend]

[Nepeta just growls, slashing at a leg with her claws, trying to get it to run off as opposed to killing it.]

[dicey]

Just leave it! We have bigger things to worry about.