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[merriment]

[ okay, okay. you wake up in the middle of the night and find that not only are you even shorter than you were before you went to bed, but now you're not even human? plus, she didn't remember falling asleep in the lobby -- she's freaking out here! one would think that being a cat would automatically mean you're pretty nimble, right

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[heirdom]

[Hey, it's the smaller Wayne. The one who isn't as nice. The one who will just pick you up by the scruff and dangle you like some curiosity.]

Who leaves a baby cat lying around?

[heirdom]

[Damian glowers at her. That's how she's going to talk to him, huh?]

Or else what? I don't take orders from you. Mind your own business.

[loisfuckinglane]

Or else it's bed time for Bonzo, even if I have to drag you kicking and screaming to get you there. Unless you'd rather try being dangled over that railing yourself for awhile.

For science.

[Lois Lane: such a way with children.]

[merriment]

[ SOB. Justinia just kind of curls up in a fail attempt to be further from the ground. She is still kind of hoping Lois can talk him out of this or she'll just reach over and pluck her out of the air.

That would be nice, too! Have another squeaky meow ]

[heirdom]

[Keeping a level head when riled was never Damian's skill. He just leans a bit further, looks Lois dead in the eyes, and mimes like he's dropping her.]

Oops!

[loisfuckinglane]

[Ok, that's one step too far, you little terror. Her only reaction to that is going to be to move in suddenly, reach out as fast as she can and grab hold of his ear with one hand, while going for a death grip on the forearm holding the kitty with her other, and try to yank him back away from the railing. It's tough love.]

You asked for it.

[merriment]

[ OH GOD. .. wait, she didn't really fall. She is aiming for a death grip on that glove right now at the exact moment that Lois move in for the kill. That's right, Lois, you show this little twerp who is boss!

She would be cheering for her if she wasn't currently a kitten. Yes. ]

[heirdom]

[Here's the problem when dealing with civilians: they're oh-so-easy to avoid, but if he cripples them, he's gonna be a lottttt of shit. The bigger problem is underestimating them. Who's gonna expect some hag to be that fast?]

Aagh!

[he pulls back, moving in and hoping she'll let go of his ear.]

Oww! Okay, okay!

[loisfuckinglane]

[Lois scoops the cat up, still dragging Damian until he's safely far away from the railing, at which point, she lets him go, and resists the urge to smack him upside the head. For the moment.]

That's more like it. Now if I see any repeats of that little performance, you're gonna find out the hard way that some things dropped out a window don't bounce. Capice?

[merriment]

[ She's shaking like a little leaf when Lois grabs her but she's starting to calm down. Because really, she couldn't possibly be with a safer person right now. While she is talking to Damian, this kitty is going to look over at him and stick her tongue out.

That's right, this cat just silently neener neener'd you ]

[heirdom]

[What. Did that cat just... rrgh!

Damian glares up at Lois, and says, snidely:]

As if you could, you old hag.

[loisfuckinglane]

[Lois does a totally mature 'bring it' gesture with her arms, even while still cradling the cat in one.]

Try me.

[merriment]

[ She's just going to chill and look between the two of them. Really, she thinks she has played a video game like this before.. ]

[heirdom]

You'll see. And it's Damian, not Dennis.

[Storming off now.]

[loisfuckinglane]

[Let him walk, Lois. Let him-- Oh, that was Damian. Lovely.]

You ok? [She's talking to the cat, yes. But then she... sneezes mightily in its face. Ugh, allergies.] Ok, rescue officially over, you're on your own now.

[merriment]

[ The sneezing surprises her but she appreciates it, so she's going to lick her hand before she sets her down. She would remember her face so she could properly thank her at a later date ]