I'm Only Happy When It's Complicated (abandoned)

[paranoid]

Cinder shifted, finding herself a space to sit in, ears perked lazily. This was definitely an... interesting place. Interesting in the fact that it was completely boring. Sure there were a few moments here and there, mainly when the tomkits got riled up and started playing, or had an interesting conversation, but nothing of relevance.

Oh yeah. And the CLOTHES. It covered up the bruises and healing cuts on her body, but... she didn't like that. But if she were in her normal dress (or lack thereof) she knew some of them would have a heart attack. A few of appreciation, most of disaproval. Usually she wouldn't care but she needed to keep her cover. Annoyingly. She really hoped Fangor planned to give her a little bit of something in return for this... this was so not pro-bono.

Squirming again, she stretched her arms up over his head and gave a great yawn. So simple. She supposed they were happy with this... existance. But damn. Was there any action to be had? She really, really just wanted to play with someone in some fashion, but nobody here would like to play her games... Or, she'd be surprised if anyone did. Case in point. Boring. So, so boring for her. And she didn't even want to seek out company, since the company she would find would be so... so boring.

This was horrible. And she really felt like pulling some fur out, too... baw.

[Mistoffelees]

Mistoffelees watched Cinder from a distance, unease on his features. The stress was starting to really build with the different things he was learning, and maybe there was jealousy too because of that comment Tugger made. It bothered him. So, so, so very much.

He didn't exactly have any desire to speak with her, or interact much, really, and so he kept his distance as he watched, fingers knitting together uncomfortably.

[paranoid]

Cinder gave a sort of coo, an odd sound to express annoyance, yes. After a moment she rolled over, pawing at her head, shaking the long curls that hung heavily and wildly everywhere, somewhat tangled mess. So boring! There was nobody to play with. No one was even around right now. With a pout, she pulled up the tshirt, gathering the fabric in her paw and tucking it into the neckline. That felt a little better, at least, having it sit more like a crop-top... a little better.

She rolled onto her stomach, a sigh given. How boring could these cats be? Honestly? It was a nice warm day, there were plenty here in the junkyard, one would think that the tomkits and kittens would be trying to get frisky, at least... it was a good day for it!

[Maturin]

What a hot mess she was.

Brows lowered into a half-disapproving stare, Maturin observed Cinder from a safe few yards away from the queen. Even if he'd been absent, he was still (sort of) informed on the goings-on of the Junkyard.. and this was the new lady. Uh huh. Where exactly do the Jellicles *find* these beaten up cats to coddle?

A smirk. Yes, his new fashionable, simple yet elegant black leather collar studded with diamonds made him feel especially privileged today.

"You, there."

[puck]

Puck was out wandering the junkyard, enjoying the day even though it was not her preferred kind of weather. Still, she was content with herself for once and was going to make the most of it. It would be much easier to do so if she could find anyone, but being a loner by nature had its perks sometimes.

Absentmindedly making her way, she came across the bored looking queen. Puck didn't recognize her but had heard about the new arrival and assumed this was her. "Not much going on, is there?" she asked somewhat awkwardly, not wanting to startle the queen but unsure of what else to say.