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Post by Demeter on Apr 22, 2011 1:30:30 GMT -5
Demeter pulled a pair of tight black jeans over her hips. She was going out tonight; she needed to just get out and relax for awhile. She had been so stressed recently that a night out was exactly what she needed. She didn't like going out by herself however, so she hoped she'd find someone to come with her, or find someone who had the same idea as she did. She gently combed through her headfur and dolled herself up. She stared down at a small hand mirror she had found in the junk one day. Her eyes looked blankly over the glossy surface and her reflection. She put on a small smile, though it was hard to accomplish. With a sigh she sat and mirror aside and got ready to leave for the night. She put on a pair of strappy heels and pushed open the curtain door of her den. Stepping out, her heels clicked lightly on the ground. Nervously, she shifted her weight from foot to foot before walking off. Where she was going, she didn't know.
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Post by Kitrina on Apr 25, 2011 9:29:51 GMT -5
Kit was sitting on the hood of a car when she noticed the queen. It'd be hard not to notice Demeter regardless, but now even more so. Where was she even going? If it were someone like Bomba, she'd expect this sort of outfit. Or if it were a younger queen, she'd scoff at them trying to get attention from a tom or queen. But Demeter?
No. It wasn't showy. It was looking nice.
A moment of self-consciousness passed over Kitrina as she glanced down at herself. Even if she wasn't too slim, she wouldn't look that nice. She didn't even have a nice pair of jeans or shirt.
For a moment, she thought about the possibility of living vicariously through Demeter. A rival, in a way, or so she thought when it came down to Munkustrap. Though maybe that was in her head.
"Going on a date?" Kit finally called, unable to help herself.
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Post by Demeter on Apr 26, 2011 15:33:47 GMT -5
Not noticing the grey queen, Demeter jumped in shock and suprise as she was called to. Her fur stood on end and her tail bushed out in fear. Seeing that it was only Kitrina, she calmed down a bit, but only a bit. She was very wary of that one. Demeter shifted her weight from foot to foot nervously before answering. "N, no. I'm just going out," she said cautiously. It must have looked a bit strange for Demeter to be out all by herself. She was pretty much known for being skittish and jumpy. Her ears flattened against her head and she glanced around. "Have you by chance seen anyone else around? I was really hoping to have some company," she didn't even consider Kit for this 'company'. Why would she? The grey queen had never given her any reason to. She probably wouldn't even want Kit's company even if it were offered. Something about her just put Demeter off. It wasn't right.
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Post by Kitrina on Apr 26, 2011 19:27:34 GMT -5
Everlasting Cat, was she always that skittish? Kitrina stared at the queen, somewhat amazed by the change in temperament. That amazement turned a little sour when the second part was asked. That was, for lack of other words, rude.
She looked down, hair messy. It'd be nice to go out. Closest she got was drunken shenanigans and going back to Munkustrap's place, but he could be cold in public. What was it with him anyway?
"Fuck if I know. Not like anyone invites me anywhere," she muttered.
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Post by Demeter on Apr 28, 2011 7:16:06 GMT -5
Demeter glared at Kit's comment, "Well, with that attitude I wonder why." With a sigh and a shake of her head the gold queen turned away. This chick really brought out the worst in her. It wasn't a good feeling. Demeter didn't like treating other badly, she really didn't. She lightly rubbed the bridge of her nose and scratched the back of her head. "Do.... do YOU want to come with me...?" she asked, not making eye contact. Ugh, what was she getting herself into. What was going to come of this. Could she really stand to be near Kitrina for more than a few minutes? She frantically looked around trying to find someone, anyone else who she might be able to convince to come out with her. It wasn't looking good. So far, Kitrina was the only one around.
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Post by Kitrina on May 18, 2011 10:47:05 GMT -5
"If no one started beef with me fir-" Kit was thrown off by the invite, and it showed on her face. Pity invite--that's what it had to be. She should be offended. She WAS offended.
So why did she mutter, "all right"?
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Post by Demeter on May 20, 2011 12:40:18 GMT -5
Demeter wasn't sure if she should have been happy or not that Kitrina had agreed to come along. Sure, it meant that she didn't have to be alone and fend for herself.... but then again, this was Kitrina. Demeter had been frightened of her for the longest time. Did she really want to spend the night out with her? Not really but she was going to anyways. "Well, you seem like you...um, get around. Know of any good places to go?" the golden queen asked hesitantly.
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Post by Kitrina on May 23, 2011 20:53:24 GMT -5
"I'm not a slut," Kit said defensively, the first instinct that came around until she realized the second part. Get around... as in literally move... a common assumption with her being a stray.
She seemed quiet then, thinking. "What'd you have in mind? Maybe I've got a few ideas..."
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Post by Demeter on May 23, 2011 21:58:34 GMT -5
Demeter was a bit taken aback at Kitrina's first comment. Guilty conscience much? "I don't really have anything in mind... usually Bombalurina chooses where we go." She supposed she'd have to think for herself eventually...but.. Last time she decided where to go, she ended up on Macavity's turf and she did not want to relive that experience. Ever since then she'd rarely gone anywhere.
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Post by Kitrina on May 23, 2011 22:03:30 GMT -5
"You look pretty. You should go somewhere nice." Kit looked down at her own ratty apparel and walked ahead. "Come on... if you see any place, feel free to stop or break off."
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Post by Demeter on May 29, 2011 21:34:04 GMT -5
"Hm? You mean you wouldn't come with me?" the gold queen asked curiously. "And, why should I have to go somewhere nice just because I look 'pretty'?" She shook her head and marched forward. She knew she'd probably regret this, but she said it anyways, "Take me to where you normally go. Some place... not nice."
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Post by Kitrina on Jun 2, 2011 23:02:37 GMT -5
"Just because I'm a stray, doesn't mean I'm trash," she said quickly, again too defensively. She didn't touch the first part. She probably wouldn't have.
Fine. Demeter wanted to see what she lived with, she would.
Kit jerked her head and started to walk. She'd show her. Stay out of trouble but show her what's there.
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Post by Demeter on Jun 2, 2011 23:09:56 GMT -5
Demeter followed behind Kitrina, far enough away to not look 'buddy buddy' with her, but close enough to quickly hide behind her if trouble arose. Yup, she was already starting to regret asking Kit to take her some place. She was extremely nervous and her hands trembled slightly at her sides.
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Post by Kitrina on Jun 2, 2011 23:12:14 GMT -5
She was silent as they got to the edge of the Junkyard, and then she stopped. She gazed out over the no-man's land with an expression filled with painful memories. Something unspoken.
"You can do back if you want," she said. "You wouldn't want to be around someone like me." A quiet statement filled with self-loathing.
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Post by Demeter on Jun 2, 2011 23:25:03 GMT -5
Demeter raised an eyebrow and walked on ahead of Kit. "I said I'm doing this, so I'm doing it," she stated bluntly. "And with that attitude, I can understand why I wouldn't want to be around you." Sighing and rubbing he back of her head, the gold queen apologized, "Sorry... I'm just... ugh." She turned and looked away. "I've had some hard times too, but I've gotten over it... to a point. Why don't you talk to someone, like Munkustrap or something?"
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Post by Kitrina on Jun 3, 2011 8:38:30 GMT -5
Maybe it was in anger, or pain, or mild cruelty that led Kitrina to say it, but she did.
"I did, and he made it clear that he's only interested in fucking me."
She walked ahead to one of the dumpsters, hand running along the side before she grabbed a hold of the railing and pulled herself up.
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Post by Demeter on Jun 3, 2011 10:26:34 GMT -5
Demeter's head tilted in confusion, "That.... doesn't sound like Munk at all..." Did he have some secret life that she wasn't aware of? Personally, she thought she knew Munkustrap pretty well. She trotted forward, trying to keep up with Kit. She was genuinely curious about the situation. "Did he really say that?"
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Post by Kitrina on Jun 3, 2011 10:53:54 GMT -5
"Said it like that? No. But he only comes to me for that and treats me like crap in front of everyone else." She ran her fingers through her hair. "Just better to not get involved with someone in the first place. They let you down too quickly."
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Post by Demeter on Jun 3, 2011 21:10:06 GMT -5
Deme frowned. She never realized how poorly Kitrina was treated amongst the others. Well, she did realize it, she just had always assumed that she had done something to deserve it though. "But, thats part of life right? Sometimes you make mistakes, you live and you learn. You can't just avoid others because your afraid to be let down. You've gotta put yourself out there!" Demeter usually wasn't one to preach, but she felt pretty strongly about the subject. Not sure how Kit would take the next comment, the gold queen hesitated slightly. " "Um, you know... Its terrible I know, but... Alot of times people judge and treat others based on thier appearance. Its a horrid thing to do, but its the truth." Demeter looked over Kit and her clothing, "Maybe if you... cleaned yourself up alittle people may treat you differently." She really hoped that Kitrina wouldn't take it the wrong way. Deme was trying to help her, honestly. "I mean, maybe Munk just thinks you're um... 'easy', so he takes advantage of you. If you dress and look like you take care of yourself, maybe he'll start to see you differently."
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Post by Kitrina on Jun 3, 2011 21:49:32 GMT -5
Kit snorted. "Like I can afford that shit? I'm a stray. It's hard enough trying to find something to eat let alone get some nice clothes." She then laughed, bitterly. "And he won't. I guarantee that." Though not like she could tell Demeter whyy, could tell her about the scar, the history, some reasons why Munkustrap was trying to stay a peacemaker but Tugger expressed hatred.
She was bordering outcast with the Jellicles. She knew that much.
"Nothin' would fit me anyway. And not like I'd ever look like you or Bomb or Kami or Puck or any of the pretty girls."
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Post by Demeter on Jun 3, 2011 22:13:26 GMT -5
Demeter scowled and placed her hands on her hips, shifting her weight to one side. Time to get serious. "Now listen here! If you keep that attitude, everyone is going to walk all over you! Take alittle pride in yourself and others will do the same! If you keep moping around like a wet kitten, thats all anyone will ever treat you as!" That was the creed that Demeter lived by. 'Respect yourself and other will respect you as well' The young queen was wise beyond her years, and because of this often sounded like a nagging old lady. She really wanted to show Kitrina the way though. Show her that she DIDN'T have to live the life of a stray anymore. "Why don't you talk to Old Deuteronomy? Why don't you try to become a Jellicle?"
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Post by Kitrina on Jun 3, 2011 22:32:47 GMT -5
"Because I can't," she said, exasperated. She couldn't tell Demeter about her old affiliation. No one could know. She shook her head. "Just... trust me. If I could, I would. I'm sick of this shit."
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Post by Demeter on Jun 5, 2011 0:08:48 GMT -5
Demeter shook her head and sighed, deciding to drop the subject. "You could borrow some of my clothes if you'd like sometime. I rarely wear this type of clothes anyways," she commented, looking down at her attire. She turned and continued to walk, not waiting for a reply. "Just throwing that out there..."
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Post by Kitrina on Jun 5, 2011 11:53:23 GMT -5
Rarely? What did she mean by that? The dress and heels? Demeter just looked nice. She always did. The idea of borrowing something seemed.... nice as well.... but Kitrina remained silent for the time being. They were too different. They were on different wavelengths.
She looked uncomfortable for a minute as they walked on. "Used to know the area well."
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Post by Demeter on Jun 6, 2011 0:35:56 GMT -5
The gold queen looked around cautiously. This wasn't the type of area she was used to being in. "Did you now..." she mumbled, keeping an eye out for any danger. "Tell me... how did you come across an area like this?"
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Post by Kitrina on Jun 7, 2011 23:22:46 GMT -5
"Was one of the first places I ended up with my mate when we came over here. He had his human home in the day, I didn't. So I went around a lot waiting for him."
She stalled before shaking her head. "I sometimes wish I never came here."
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Post by Demeter on Jun 7, 2011 23:34:55 GMT -5
Kitrina had a mate? "Oh, I didn't know you had a mate! Who is it?" she asked curiously, "Not Munkustrap..." Demeter honestly had no idea. She almost didn't believe it really. "Why didn't you try to get his owners to take you in?"
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Post by Kitrina on Jul 29, 2011 23:54:26 GMT -5
"I wish."
It was out of her mouth before Kitrina could think about it, or do anything. Trapped, she hurriedly spoke, hoping Demeter wouldn't have picked up on that or processed it. "Before he was killed, his owners wouldn't have taken me in anyway. And he didn't want it that way. I'd just wait for him. He was a good guy. Really loved me. Loved everyone. Just had a temper but... but everyone has their flaws."
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Post by Demeter on Aug 7, 2011 0:44:01 GMT -5
"O-oh.... he died? Thats... too bad really..." she frowned. As they continued to talk, Demeter's unease around Kitrina faded. She was real. A real person with real problems. "You deserve better than what you have right now, no one deserves to go what you're going through, and I'm sorry for how I may have treated you before." She felt as if she could somehow relate to the grey queen, she didn't know how or why, but she just felt it in her gut. It seemed at if they'd both been hurt in the past. "Did you um... did you get to say goodbye to him? Your mate I mean... before he was... killed," Deme asked.
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Post by Kitrina on Aug 7, 2011 8:51:04 GMT -5
Kit was more startled by the apology, and was thinking about how to reply when Demeter asked that. A memory of the night. Red. The kittens. Red. Chris screaming. Screaming. Screaming. So much. Pain. And blood.
For a moment, her face looked angry. A combination of bitter and pain. "I saw him get killed, if that's what you're asking."
It was too much to think about. She increased her stride just a touch. "I don't like it here."
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