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"Hi, It's Catty! If you're listening to this, I didn't give you a fake number! Leave a message, and I'll get back to you when I can."

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From:

fatedchaos

I'm not freaking out. [Okay, she's freaking out a little bit.] I was kind of hoping it was just me, though. Like there was something wrong with me.

From:

traitorously

[Even from her position of lying on Vanessa's lap like she is, Catty can look disbelieving. You're always freaking out, lady] You were hoping there's something wrong with you?

From:

fatedchaos

[Her life is a mess. Can you blame her for freaking out? She makes a face.] If it's just me, then that means there's not a bigger problem at work.

[Duh.]

From:

traitorously

[Catty reaches over and pushes Vanessa's knee] If it'd just been you, that would have been a big problem. To me, at least. Who knows, maybe we just ate something weird. [a beat] Also keep with the hair stroking thing, it feels nice.

From:

fatedchaos

[It's like petting a cat. :| But she keeps running her fingers through Catty's hair, humming slightly for a moment before she says anything.] It's not like we've eaten anything new around here. Maybe it's Asti.

From:

traitorously

[Complete with happy noises.] Maybe your cooking builds up. [She only teases briefly before turning serious again] You mean the turtle? It's dying, right?

From:

fatedchaos

That's so rude. [She gives a small huff.

She's quiet again, remembering her dream and the talk with Asti.] Yeah, that's what he called himself when he visited me. He's sick. Like, really sick. All of his brothers and sisters got sick and died, too, and there's no real cure.

From:

traitorously

I don't hear you denying it.

[There's a pause] Can I take a better look? [Look at Catty, asking permission.]

From:

fatedchaos

My cooking is just fine. I've been living off of it for five months. [xc!!!!!]

Okay. [Vanessa doesn't even hesitate in her answer. She trusts Catty, and she tries to swallow back the thought of 'now'.]

From:

traitorously

I don't know if you can call that living.

[She dives on in without hesitation, but it's like swimming through glue. She makes a face to indicate that, struggling her way around Vanessa's thoughts until she can find the memory. She sits through it quietly before unsticking herself from her friends mind] Well that was depressing. You think this means he's getting worse? Like, if he's where our powers come from, now...

From:

fatedchaos

You're a terrible friend.

[Vanessa can feel Catty moving through her mind, and it's weird, but she sits there patiently, still running her fingers through dark hair.] Yeah, I wish I knew a way to help that could be permanent. [A nod.] I can't know for sure unless other people are experiencing power failure, but it makes sense.

From:

traitorously

I do what I can~

[She shifts a little, settling back into Vanessa's touch] We could ask your other friends? The demigods, or whatever. I mean, your new boytoy as fire powers right? [a beat] Maybe don't try kissing him again until you know what's going on.

From:

fatedchaos

[Vanessa makes a squeaking sound, face going red.] He is not a boytoy. Catty. [God that's so embar- She pretty much looks like a tomato now.] You're terrible. Absolutely terrible.

From:

traitorously

[Poking her knee] Uh, then what is he? He's not your boyfriend, at least not yet. He's younger, too. Boytoy, see? [A wide grin] Yeah, but you love me.

From:

fatedchaos

[Nudging her shoulder.] He's my friend. That I like. [Nyeh.] Yeah, he's a couple of years younger. Not that that's a big deal or anything, because it's not. [It is kind of weird.] I absolutely love you.