shitposting rave 5: discount rejects from every genre

-he supports him without complaint and loops an arm round him- Y'r never gonna be able t'resist a soft fluffy kitty givin' y'the soft sad mows. Never.

 

The soft sad mows are cheating.
[He kisses Polly anyway. Because he can.]

 

-Polly kisses back, enthusiastically-
Knew y'couldn't resist me. Never been able to. -he grins, then gives Teggy a raspy cat tongue lick on the nose for shiggles-

 

Eurgh, why, all you get from that is tasting my highlighter and foundation.
[He's laughing though and still snuggling up to Polly]

 

You pull the dumbest fuckin' face when I do it, though. -Polly is also snickering, rather fondly-

 

"They certainly are, but I could never live without them." Ford sighs and scritches Lissa's ears.

 

I'm sure you have your own ways to cheat back!

 

"Absolutely."

 

Index, for example, has a sweet tooth.

-She chuckles fondly.-

 

You're a bully.
-he kisses Polly's nose.-

[He smiles]

Oh definitely.
[Suddenly his wings are hanging down limply. look how hurt he is. And so sad and easy to catch. He makes a soft pitiful little chirp.]

 

Y'knew what you were gettin' into. -he looks smug, and also fond-

-Polly nibbles on his neck, playful- Gotcha.

 

[Another soft chirp]
Oh no. Cat got the bird.
[he leans into the contact though.]

 

Cat got the bird long time ago.

 

That much is true.
[he kisses Polly's temple.]

 

LOUD AND AFFECTIONATE PURRING

 

[He coos back, playing with Polly's hair in a way that distinctly looks like he's preening him.]

 

"Course! I have an owl, you know. A big blue one." Lissa wrinkles her nose at her 'owl', who kisses her on the tip of it.

 

Yours any wiser'n mine's peaceful? -tickles the dove on his lap-

 

"When he wants to be," Lissa says brightly.

 

"Wise enough to save you," Ford says smugly, cuddling her. "Because sometimes you need to be."