We are not amused (bladeinthecrowd)

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Ivy had a long day so she had locked herself in the bathroom to relax. After that she went to flop on her favorite couch. It was comfortable and wide enough that if her pets decided they just had to be with her she wouldn't get buried under a ton of pet hair.

She picked up a remote and pressed a button and the soft cords of a favorite Jazz CD filled the air. She hummed to herself and shut her eyes in a content manner. It was then she felt the young cat climb into her lap. She curled her lip for a moment and relaxed before she reached down to pet him. She had given up on teaching him her lap was not his lap but now she froze because something else had just started to climb up her leg.

She waited then reached over to figure out what this was. A kitten? What the shit is this.

Altair. Ivy demands an explanation for this. After it stops purring and being cute. Ah the big one is getting annoyed. They better not fight over her lap or else she is probably going to get annoyed.

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"That's true," Ivy actually smiles over at him this time. "On the other hand, I can't seem to select where I go."

Ivy wrinkles her nose in confusion. "Do you mean I should name it?"

She doesn't even like it. Except it just might be cute. That shouldn't sway her so easily but she supposes it is because it is a young animal.

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"I thought--I didn't realize." He paused. "As I could not before, and still find myself not always in control." He let out a sigh at that.

"...No!" Altaïr cringed at his own snappiness. "No... it's not mine, and...it's...not meant to be yours either, it just had no where to go and he really wanted to keep it..." He trailed off, turning his head away with a slight frown.

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Ivy tilted her head and seemed to stare at him. Then she blushed more than a little. "Do you think I like loosing my canes to mud and roof tops?"

Buying more gets expensive and annoying. She also thought he had figured it out.

Oh so this was for a friend of his. She was learning to listen to his words rather than get that hurt look on her face when he said it in a harsh tone. Ivy hid a smile with a slight duck of her head. "Then I'll just call him what he is. Nothing more."

The silence between them seems so huge. She needs to let him know what she's feeling anyways so she fills up the silence like she always does. "Altair. I'm not angry at you."

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Altaïr nodded in appreciation for her understanding. But when it came to her next admission he was struck by surprise and much like a deer in headlights froze. He didn't know what to say to that.

Finally, he lowered his head to his chest and very softly said, "Thank you."

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Ivy makes a sound to let him know she had heard him. Then just lets her head dip and tucks hair behind one ear just so she'll have something to do with her hands.

The cats as of yet have not attacked her hair. good. She doesn't think she'll be happy if either of them decide that hair is a toy. "It's not a...Let's just not worry about it."

Okay, good the subject is closed.

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Again Altaïr nodded. Then lingered for a moment as if to do something more before turning and leaving the room altogether.

Truly dropped and closed.

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Huh she had the last word.

Well not really. She had just accepted things and moved on. Oh well. Now back to forgetting the day. The cats seem to be willing to play distraction.