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Notes:
Let me just say I am so thankful for :iconUnismamas: for working with me. I've been behind on tasks and haven't really felt like I've contributed to as much as I would like too. She worked on this Collab with me. Thank you Thank you Lovey! I'd also like to thank all those that livesteamed. I always feel inspired to arts when you are arting - so thank you!

On the art note, I used my traditional tools - Copic Markers, Prismacolor pencils, and random gel pens. I happy about Catori, but I feel that Cordy looks a little too young . . . oh well, we'll blame her still being a little drunk. Also to be blamed for being drunk is the personal pronoun usage. Selcis never used I or me, she only used "This one". Thus, the randomness in rambing Cordy's diaglouge. -Bex

Task 6: Reaction -Catori and Cordy
It was near midnight according to Catori’s cell phone, the halls of the starlit palace was bare of any conscious person it seemed. The last day had been a blur of emotions and people’s faces; most given concern over a colleague, some worried about their friends well being while others simply just wanted to pick a fight. Whatever their reasoning Catori just wanted her goldfish friend back preferably before something physical (or mental) happened to her. Letting out a long sigh, the seers bare feet padded down the marble hallway with no real direction. Finding herself in the first generation exhibit area, the slurred thoughts slowly wafted to the seer’s senses. The closer Catori got, the more she heard Cordy’s accent lit up among the slurring though she didn’t understand at first what she was saying. Half expecting to find the Girtab sibling in Caine’s exhibit, she made a pace in that direction when she stopped unexpectedly in front of Dorado’s room.

“Jia, you are supposed to be here. With your pretty stones, your maps, and your books. You are supposed to call your hunter’s friends and rally up,” Rambling in Selcis’ lithe, the Scorpius ceased her pacing to point her finger at the Dorado memorial while haphazardly stepping around an empty bulbous flask and single saucer.

Without warning, the tall woman collapsed in a pile like a strip of silk folding in on itself, the ranting turned into soft bargaining, “If you come back, Jia. This one promises not to mess up your strategies. This one will do her task right. Just please bring everyone home. Just bring . . ”
Her words were cut off when she noticed the darkened entryway. She squinted her eyes at the figure and accidently tipped over her flask, “Ah, little cat. You’ve been playing in the Lady’s closet again.”

The empty vessel clattered and rolled away from Cordy’s fingertips and stopped at Catori’s feet. Cordy’s heavy lidded eyes met the aqua colored eyes. Her head swirled with new names, old names, and so many faces. The liquor fog was already lifting and clearing the divide between Selcis and Cordy, “Not Lynx. KitCat. Catori. Well, I promise not to mess up your strategy either. Providing you’ve got one.”

Catori leaned down and picked up the empty liquor bottle with a small sigh, “It’s formulating slowly but surely. Hard to come up with a perfect strategy when we have no idea what we’re facing, or even what environment we’ll be in when we get there.” The young seer walked over before sitting down with a heavy thud next to the drunken woman. “I just hope you don’t plan on trying to rescue Moni staggering around like the drunken master though.”

Leaning back against the cold wall, Catori’s fingers played with the empty bottle, slowly turning it in her hands, “Do you need me to get somebody for you? Need me to call Les?”

Cordy pushed herself up against the wall and laid her head on Catori’s shoulder. The remaining pretense of unfamiliarity was gone with a small hiccup from the purple headed girl, “Nah. Healing blood. Nothing sobers you up faster. Well, that a realization that we haven’t a clue what we’re facing.”
The drawn out silence was a small comfort as Cordy felt warm tears cascade down her cheeks. With an ardent sniffle Cordy wiped a tear with the heel of her hand and took the empty bottle from Catori only to chuck it down the corridor where Cepheus’ MIA statue stood in the back shadows, “God, he’s an asshole! He’s toying with us, you know. He’s arrogant enough to honestly believe we aren’t worth a serious throw down. I doubt he’ll even bother to show up, because we simply aren’t worth it. Testing us. Demoralizing us. I want so badly to hate him .”

Clearing her throat and Cordy nested into Catori’s shoulder again. Neither one commenting nor verbalizing their worries, anger, or stress. Finding solace in the hallowed temple, the two let the silence weigh heavily on them.

Deciding she had ruminating long enough, Cordy stood and pulled up her constellation sister with her. Catori issued a kind warning about sending Les after her if she didn’t go to bed soon and began walking towards the exit. Snatching Catori back quickly, Cordy pulled her into a hug and opened up her thoughts to her. “I’ll do anything I need to in order to get Moni back and to keep us safe. We’re all behind you, every step, KitCat. Just believe in yourself - like I do.”

Credits:
Group:
Jia/Moni:
Writing, Editting, and Catori:
Arting, Writing, and Cordy:

Description
Notes:
Let me just say I am so thankful for :iconUnismamas: for working with me. I've been behind on tasks and haven't really felt like I've contributed to as much as I would like too. She worked on this Collab with me. Thank you Thank you Lovey! I'd also like to thank all those that livesteamed. I always feel inspired to arts when you are arting - so thank you!

On the art note, I used my traditional tools - Copic Markers, Prismacolor pencils, and random gel pens. I happy about Catori, but I feel that Cordy looks a little too young . . . oh well, we'll blame her still being a little drunk. Also to be blamed for being drunk is the personal pronoun usage. Selcis never used I or me, she only used "This one". Thus, the randomness in rambing Cordy's diaglouge. -Bex

Task 6: Reaction -Catori and Cordy
It was near midnight according to Catori’s cell phone, the halls of the starlit palace was bare of any conscious person it seemed. The last day had been a blur of emotions and people’s faces; most given concern over a colleague, some worried about their friends well being while others simply just wanted to pick a fight. Whatever their reasoning Catori just wanted her goldfish friend back preferably before something physical (or mental) happened to her. Letting out a long sigh, the seers bare feet padded down the marble hallway with no real direction. Finding herself in the first generation exhibit area, the slurred thoughts slowly wafted to the seer’s senses. The closer Catori got, the more she heard Cordy’s accent lit up among the slurring though she didn’t understand at first what she was saying. Half expecting to find the Girtab sibling in Caine’s exhibit, she made a pace in that direction when she stopped unexpectedly in front of Dorado’s room.

“Jia, you are supposed to be here. With your pretty stones, your maps, and your books. You are supposed to call your hunter’s friends and rally up,” Rambling in Selcis’ lithe, the Scorpius ceased her pacing to point her finger at the Dorado memorial while haphazardly stepping around an empty bulbous flask and single saucer.

Without warning, the tall woman collapsed in a pile like a strip of silk folding in on itself, the ranting turned into soft bargaining, “If you come back, Jia. This one promises not to mess up your strategies. This one will do her task right. Just please bring everyone home. Just bring . . ”
Her words were cut off when she noticed the darkened entryway. She squinted her eyes at the figure and accidently tipped over her flask, “Ah, little cat. You’ve been playing in the Lady’s closet again.”

The empty vessel clattered and rolled away from Cordy’s fingertips and stopped at Catori’s feet. Cordy’s heavy lidded eyes met the aqua colored eyes. Her head swirled with new names, old names, and so many faces. The liquor fog was already lifting and clearing the divide between Selcis and Cordy, “Not Lynx. KitCat. Catori. Well, I promise not to mess up your strategy either. Providing you’ve got one.”

Catori leaned down and picked up the empty liquor bottle with a small sigh, “It’s formulating slowly but surely. Hard to come up with a perfect strategy when we have no idea what we’re facing, or even what environment we’ll be in when we get there.” The young seer walked over before sitting down with a heavy thud next to the drunken woman. “I just hope you don’t plan on trying to rescue Moni staggering around like the drunken master though.”

Leaning back against the cold wall, Catori’s fingers played with the empty bottle, slowly turning it in her hands, “Do you need me to get somebody for you? Need me to call Les?”

Cordy pushed herself up against the wall and laid her head on Catori’s shoulder. The remaining pretense of unfamiliarity was gone with a small hiccup from the purple headed girl, “Nah. Healing blood. Nothing sobers you up faster. Well, that a realization that we haven’t a clue what we’re facing.”
The drawn out silence was a small comfort as Cordy felt warm tears cascade down her cheeks. With an ardent sniffle Cordy wiped a tear with the heel of her hand and took the empty bottle from Catori only to chuck it down the corridor where Cepheus’ MIA statue stood in the back shadows, “God, he’s an asshole! He’s toying with us, you know. He’s arrogant enough to honestly believe we aren’t worth a serious throw down. I doubt he’ll even bother to show up, because we simply aren’t worth it. Testing us. Demoralizing us. I want so badly to hate him .”

Clearing her throat and Cordy nested into Catori’s shoulder again. Neither one commenting nor verbalizing their worries, anger, or stress. Finding solace in the hallowed temple, the two let the silence weigh heavily on them.

Deciding she had ruminating long enough, Cordy stood and pulled up her constellation sister with her. Catori issued a kind warning about sending Les after her if she didn’t go to bed soon and began walking towards the exit. Snatching Catori back quickly, Cordy pulled her into a hug and opened up her thoughts to her. “I’ll do anything I need to in order to get Moni back and to keep us safe. We’re all behind you, every step, KitCat. Just believe in yourself - like I do.”

Credits:
Group:
Jia/Moni:
Writing, Editting, and Catori:
Arting, Writing, and Cordy: