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[wearethemeta]

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[alabaster_blood]

It sounds as though I'm missing something...fun. Am I?

[dontpatr0nizeme]

No. You aren't.

The Meta just got off the loss that made him actually tolerable. While on my chest.

[alabaster_blood]

What was he, a cat? I hear that's the popular thing to get turned into here.

I'm almost sad I missed it. I've been...a little distracted. [Dealing with the loss of his "son" in likely the most violent way possible.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

A armored cat. That is now freaking out and breaking things as a human.

I'm just glad the castle kept him one while the kids were here.

[Wash]

[encryptedlock]

[Damn it. Damn it all.]

...Guess I'm moving back into the TARDIS. Again.

[He likes the Doctor, he really does, but damn if York isn't really starting to miss freedom.]

[York]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

I'm sorry. You think I'm much happier about this?

[Wash]

[encryptedlock]

Nope. Not like we got much of a choice, though.

[York]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

Adapt or die.

[odst_mute]

Everything alright?

[Tentative, considering that growling was the first thing to catch his attention. Didn't sound like Washington was getting hurt though, so he's going to take that as a good thing.]

[wearethemeta]

[Just low, angry, meaningless growling on Meta's part. He's still trying to slough though an entire week of being hopped up on catnip.]

[odst_mute]

[Hears that, which gets a curious tilt of his head and a soft, questioning 'hmm' in response. Though he will try to be fairly wary in terms of interactions, since he wasn't sure how the Meta acted aside from what he observed when the guy was a harmless kitten.]

[dontpatr0nizeme]

I ended up with the Meta on my chest as a human. And now he's freaking about the catnip.