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[deuteranope]

RICKY MARTEN-TAYLOR
UN: WEASELING

STATUS: Student, 11th 12th Grade.

ACCOLADES: n/a.

BIO: my name is fucking maverick (the fucking is optional) not ricky, I'm first dad to the best cat what else is even more important than that like really
19 // he/him // fluent in english & french
hmu if you want me to #freesomething
#FREETHELEASH
#FREETHEBEATS #BUTDON'TCAUSETREBLE

© TESSISAMESS

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[suddenlybees]

[ The tip of Kano's tail twitches in amusement at how excited Maverick's getting; like this, he looks more like the little kid in the photo than he does the surly teen so resistant to playing icebreaker games with the rest of the floor. Apparently, Kano hadn't needed to go through all the trouble of distracting him back then with that doorknob trick; in the end, therapy animals are the way to go. Getting a good picture of a cat can be difficult, especially one that's pitch black from head to toe, so Kano does him a solid by flopping over onto his back, paw raised in a maneki neko pose. ] Myaaa~h. [ And there's the single meow, for Maverick's human coincidence. ]

[deuteranope]

[It's almost like...not being annoying...will make it so people aren't annoyed with you????? Advice Mav could use himself, but he's not quite sure what else the point of him would be to other people, if he wasn't an annoying punkass kid.]

Ha! [Not just because he's getting some quality pictures of a cute cat. He's also feeling pretty dang smart for figuring something out!!!] I get it, now. You must be a familiar, right? Look, it's cool. I mean, you're a cat, not a rat, right?

[So don't be a blabbermouth about how he's not always an asshole... also he doesn't actually know how familiars work, but. yeah.]

Anyway, kitty, you're smart and all, but did you forget how to tell time? It's midnight.

[suddenlybees]

[ ...Kano squints at Maverick. It's less a kitty smile and more a human squint, as he meows again and swipes at Maverick's knee like the annoying asshole cat he knows he can be. They had a deal, Maverick!! Stop calling him out about how uncatlike he is, and call your mom!!! They were becoming friends, weren't they? Don't throw away all this progress just to respect your mama's sleep schedule. ]

[deuteranope]

[rolls eyes...mama's better than cats, sorry!!! also he never took any deal!]

Nope. She's a fucking early bird, and with me here she's finally gonna get a decent fucking night's sleep. Gotta make it seriously worth my while if you want me to fuck that up already.

[suddenlybees]

[ The betrayal is like a stake through his heart, and it's a good thing emotional pain doesn't undo the illusion like physical pain does, or Maverick would have a grumpy human Kano sitting at his bed scratching at his knees. He meows, withdrawing his claws, but bumping his paw against Maverick's knee again. Text her, fool. But that might be a little more difficult to convey, not as intuitive as the prompt to call her on the phone, so he gives one last bump against the knee, and jumps off the bed and ducks under it with a displeased yowl. ]

[deuteranope]

[Hey... :c]

Oh, come on. Don't be such a baby about it.

[Kitty... Here, kitty kitty. Maverick moves to his stomach, shoulders and head draping over the edge of the bed so he can try and make peace.]

Look, I know I look like a fucking shitty kid, n' all, but me and Mama are tight. You don't gotta worry about me never calling her, okay? Just not at this fucking time of night. What if I hit her up before orientation tomorrow?

[suddenlybees]

[ There's no answer from under the bed other than a shadow shuffling around, that wadded up piece of paper disappearing into the abyss, and the cat sulking in silence for a good minute or two before Kano decides that's an acceptable alternative. He pokes his head out the other end of the bed so he doesn't headbutt Maverick right in the face when he does so, and paws at the floor again. Feed me and I'll forgive you, or something. ]

[deuteranope]

[He sulks, too, until the sudden demanding motions start up again and get him to snicker.]

Yeah, yeah. Here you go, fleabag.

[One more piece for himself, then he happily drops the bag to the floor. Take all of it, pretty kitty.]

[suddenlybees]

[ Score. He drags the bag underneath the bag with a thank-you chirrup, and goes to work shaking the jerky out and stuffing them into his pockets. Instead of, you know, just pocketing the bag as-is, since Maverick might get suspicious if he doesn't find trash stuffed in the far corners of his room the next time he pulls his bed out to vacuum underneath it. With the promise in place— he'll have to pester Maverick the next day, or otherwise pay him a visit sometime later when it's dark out but not too late— he drags himself out from under the bed and pads towards the door. Staying true to his claimed magical ability of making doors disappear would be too obvious, so he does the non-cat thing of pawing at the door to be let out. ]

[deuteranope]

You use me for my food and my duty as a son, and then you leave me, huh.

[Sounds like he's still in a good mood, though. Got some nice pic, after all, so it was a pawsitive experience. He stands up on his bed before hopping down and going over to join Nekano at the door.]

Don't be a stranger now, okay? Go ahead and just fucking scratch the door next time, it's fine. Be free!

[BE FREE!!!!!]

[suddenlybees]

Myaaaah~ [ With that last parting meow, Kano takes off down the hall— can't exactly go back to his room, so he makes for the stairs up to the next floor, and eventually the rooftop where he can hang around for a bit before he's got to come back down for breakfast. ...or he can nap out there and have jerky for breakfast and not come down until lunch, thanks, friend. ]