[catch all for adora]

[supercatty]

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[supercatty]

[just]

[stares at her]

What is this.

What are you doing.

[superjock]

Well you're not supposed to walk that far.

So....

[Crouched there!! Expectantly!!]

[supercatty]

Absolutely not.

[SHE? REFUSES???]

[superjock]

[JUST

WAITING

C'MON CATRA]

[supercatty]

[GROOOOANS and drags one hand down her face]

You're such a loser.

[. . . but fine. she attaches herself to Adora's back like a koala, holding onto her shoulders with her one good arm]

[superjock]

[heheheheheh.

She hauls Catra up easily, and then nods.]

Okay! To the student union place?

[supercatty]

[this is so lame but AS LONG AS NO ONE SEES THEM--]

That's the plan. Away, my humble steed.

[she's at least going to take full advantage of this!!]

[superjock]

[Adora rolls her eyes at that, but like. Affectionately.]

Okay, okay, here we go!

[She does not trot or run. She is walking because Catra has injuries.

A beat.

Conversationally:]

Y'know, you should ride Swiftwind sometime.

[supercatty]

[she's torn b/c on one hand FUCK YEAH??? on the other hand--]

Dooooooesn't he still hate me?

[she THINKS??]

[superjock]

I think you two could work it out. He's surprisingly understanding for a horse.

[supercatty]

He also kicks really hard, according to some personal anecdotes from nameless Horde soldiers.

[superjock]

[nods solemnly.]

He does do that, it's true.

It's pretty great.

[supercatty]

For you, maybe! But what if he tries to kick me?

[HER ARM AND RIBS ARE BROKEN SPARE HER?]

[superjock]

He won't, he won't! I won't let him!

We have a connection, or something.

[supercatty]

Just make sure you use that telepathic connection or whatever to say, "don't kick Catra, she's a good guy now!"

[superjock]

Yeah, exactly. That was the plan. It'll work.

Probably.

[supercatty]

Probably isn't very comforting.

[ALSO THERE IS THE SUB. TIME FOR THEIR SUB DATE-NOT-REALLY-A-DATE!]

[superjock]

[DATE-NOT-REALLY-A-DATE.

Adora just heads on in, Catra still held confidently.]

Oookay, so. We're looking for pinball machines?

[supercatty]

Right. They're where all of those fancy gaming machines are.

[tail flick]

Onwards, Swift Adora!

[superjock]

[oh my god]

Don't call me that, it sounds like I'm stealing his name.

He'd be sad.

[But she does go onwards!!]

[supercatty]

Adora. . . Wind?

[SAME PROBLEM, CATRA?? anyway there are the arcade machines. yaaaaay]

[superjock]

[The machines!!!!

Adora finally puts Catra down near the pinball machine.]

Okay, there. We made it. Now, which of these is your favorite?

[supercatty]

[pats the machine with her good hand]

I don't know. This one? They're all the same in the end.

[superjock]

... Yeah? You sounded excited about the machines but--

[A shit-eating grin.]

... Maybe you just wanted to hang out and go somewhere?

[supercatty]

[WOW???]

I had to "go somewhere with someone" this week for one of the tasks! Everyone else here is too lame to hang out with.

[defensive?? but in a humorous way??]