Dealing with the Messiahs

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

She purred in response and returned the gesture, but decided to stay close as long as he wanted her there. 

"should like motherfucking do something" he muttered, but he was more than content to stay right where he was, even with his ass falling asleep and nepeta’s weight putting pins and needles in his legs. he didn’t care. 

"We could just go some-where more com-furrr-ta-ble?"

He thought about it and got up, keeping ahold of her, so she had to wrap her legs around his waist and just sort of walked off with her. They had a rather nice comfy couch in back, he fell backwards onto it and crashed with a nice satisfying FLOMP sound. 

She laughed when he flopped and cuddled contentedly on his chest, tail swishing softly



Dealing with the Messiahs

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

She purred in response and returned the gesture, but decided to stay close as long as he wanted her there. 

"should like motherfucking do something" he muttered, but he was more than content to stay right where he was, even with his ass falling asleep and nepeta’s weight putting pins and needles in his legs. he didn’t care. 

"We could just go some-where more com-furrr-ta-ble?"



Dealing with the Messiahs

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

lostbard:

 

"my power stil works with the motherfucking darkness, but.. its weird, fucked up.. and it hurts"

"Is… Diffurrent kind dark." She tried to explain. "Nice kind. Good kind. Yours good." She suddenly wished she’d put more work into her speech training

He sighed and just hugged her tighter. How did he fucking luck out? How did this beautiful intelligent and wonderful kitten choose him? Dispite what he’d done to her?
he would spend the rest of his existence, making up for every moment she ever spent scared, especially at his hands. 

She nuzzled and rubbed her cheek on his comfortingly, letting him hold on as tight as he needed to. Gaamzee was sad. Gaamzee should not be ungappy. Nepeta would fix it.

He began to settle after a bit, felt less cold, and sat up, giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek to show he’s ok.

She purred in response and returned the gesture, but decided to stay close as long as he wanted her there. 



Dealing with the Messiahs

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

lostbard:

 

"my power stil works with the motherfucking darkness, but.. its weird, fucked up.. and it hurts"

"Is… Diffurrent kind dark." She tried to explain. "Nice kind. Good kind. Yours good." She suddenly wished she’d put more work into her speech training

He sighed and just hugged her tighter. How did he fucking luck out? How did this beautiful intelligent and wonderful kitten choose him? Dispite what he’d done to her?
he would spend the rest of his existence, making up for every moment she ever spent scared, especially at his hands. 

She nuzzled and rubbed her cheek on his comfortingly, letting him hold on as tight as he needed to. Gaamzee was sad. Gaamzee should not be ungappy. Nepeta would fix it.



Dealing with the Messiahs

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

lostbard:

 

he sighed and his head against her chest, his horns framing her neck “the voodoos have changed, and.. they scare me.. more than before” he whispered, his voice horse. 

Nepeta stroked his hair gently, struggling mentally to put her thoughts into words. “you have changed, Gaamzee. Are stronger. Kinder. The dark does not fit you any-more.”

"my power stil works with the motherfucking darkness, but.. its weird, fucked up.. and it hurts"

"Is… Diffurrent kind dark." She tried to explain. "Nice kind. Good kind. Yours good." She suddenly wished she’d put more work into her speech training



Dealing with the Messiahs

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

 

She hadn’t seen him like this in awhile. Certainly not this bad. Nepeta knelt in front of her mate, reaching through the fall of his hair to touch his face. “.Gaamzee?”

He stared back at her, his eyes reflecting something strange, and he moved fast, reaching out and pulling her close. Clutching her like a life line.

She went willingly, climbing in his lap and wrapping her arms right around him, warm body close. “Gaamzee is home now.. Safe.” She assured him. “Nothiing baad here.”

he sighed and his head against her chest, his horns framing her neck “the voodoos have changed, and.. they scare me.. more than before” he whispered, his voice horse. 

Nepeta stroked his hair gently, struggling mentally to put her thoughts into words. “you have changed, Gaamzee. Are stronger. Kinder. The dark does not fit you any-more.”



Dealing with the Messiahs

lostbard:

forgottenfeline:

 

She hadn’t seen him like this in awhile. Certainly not this bad. Nepeta knelt in front of her mate, reaching through the fall of his hair to touch his face. “.Gaamzee?”

He stared back at her, his eyes reflecting something strange, and he moved fast, reaching out and pulling her close. Clutching her like a life line.

She went willingly, climbing in his lap and wrapping her arms right around him, warm body close. “Gaamzee is home now.. Safe.” She assured him. “Nothiing baad here.”



Dealing with the Messiahs

lostbard:

Motherfuck. He was feeling twitchy and edgy and the voodoos still buzzed in his head.

he and Ginngo had been hunting Messiahs. Currently his ancestor had the pair well in hand. 

Gamzee was trying to get his head back together and his pan straight. Everything felt dark.. cold.. his changing powers shifting and affecting the world differently, but he wasn’t use to it.

And it left him feeling frozen, and his head hurting. 

So he currently sat on one of the pews his head half down between his knees, his hair a curtain of falling locks. And he shivered.

She hadn’t seen him like this in awhile. Certainly not this bad. Nepeta knelt in front of her mate, reaching through the fall of his hair to touch his face. “.Gaamzee?”



>Pounce Gamzee

lostbard:

Hey baby girl. *hugs her*

>Loud purrrrrrrrrs

Hi, Gaamzee

I do not know what this vaa-len-tiines day is, but is good ex-cuse for cuddles





lostbard
Sees her and pauses a moment before walking over and from behind leaning over to give her a sweet kiss on the cheek "honk"

>Leeeeeeean back against him and snuggle



>Purrrrrpouncesnuggle



>Flop in the sun

rexangelusmakara:

forgottenfeline:

rexangelusmakara:

forgottenfeline:

>He seems friendly enough, so you sort of flop against him. He has very good manners.

Haven’t seen mew around here

I’m Nepeta

My name is Kurpaws.

» Wait.

Kurloz. My name is Kurloz.

Kurpaws or Purrloz if you wanna pun it.

» Damn, that was embarrassing.

Those are what my miraculous kittybitch calls me by.

I like Purrloz.

>Nepeta said simply, looking up at him

Purrloz big. Good hunter.

» Actually, he was a horribly hunter and messed up every last hunt he went on with Meulin and Pounce.

Not a good hunter.

Not for food anyway.

Then what does Purrloz hunt?



>Flop in the sun

rexangelusmakara:

forgottenfeline:

>He seems friendly enough, so you sort of flop against him. He has very good manners.

Haven’t seen mew around here

I’m Nepeta

My name is Kurpaws.

» Wait.

Kurloz. My name is Kurloz.

Kurpaws or Purrloz if you wanna pun it.

» Damn, that was embarrassing.

Those are what my miraculous kittybitch calls me by.

I like Purrloz.

>Nepeta said simply, looking up at him

Purrloz big. Good hunter.



>Flop in the sun

rexangelusmakara:

forgottenfeline:

>You roll over and arch up in a nice, proper, full-body stretch

>Good… ooohhh yes… perfect. Purrrrfect….

>Wait. Someone had been talking. Right. Yes. Look up. Waaaay up, as it happens.

>Your tail puffs for a moment before you catch the familiar Makara scent. It’s not your Gaamzee, no, not at all. Much too big, for one. But the familiarity has your fur relaxing and you approach him, tail up in greeting, for a proper sniff and greeting

» You let her give you a kitty greeting, grinning the whole time. This is something familiar to you. Familiar is nice.

>He seems friendly enough, so you sort of flop against him. He has very good manners.

Haven’t seen mew around here

I’m Nepeta