catra

[polyapathy]

SHITPOSTS INCOMING

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[scapecat]

...You.

What was it again, Katy?

[She actually did know because she's memorized everyone's names and faces in case she needs it but... can't show her hand.]

Oh you know, just trapped in a murder ship with sex ghosts. Been worse.

[polyapathy]

[Catra is a smart cookie. Katy just nods at her name.]

Fair enough.

[...]

It could be worse, though. We could be on a murder ship with murder ghosts. At least there's a bit of fun mixed in.

[It's a stretch of a silver lining, but she's clinging to it.]

[scapecat]

...Aren't they technically murder sex ghosts, really?

[polyapathy]

Mm, can confirm, but point is, at least it's all not blood and guts.

[She hops up on the counter, legs swinging.]

Say, what do you think this place is for?