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[Superboy | Dorm]

[Ever since Damian had returned to his room after running into Pennyworth, there has been a plate of ground rabbit meat on the floor for Dusan to eat at his leisure. This undoubtedly is leading to the entire dorm smelling of raw meat. The little white kitten is chomping away at his meal, while his owner is sitting at his desk trying to finish his stupid homework for the day. It was a complete bore and totally beneath him, but it wasn't like there was an abundance of things to do instead.]

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[If Damian was aware of the "no cats" policy at the Garden, he was blatantly disregarding it. There weren't many places, short of the training center and the classrooms, he hadn't taken little Dusan the kitten since acquiring him from that random stranger. Dusan could usually be found in Damian's hood or on his shoulder, but at the moment he was actually sitting in his lap, batting at the tassels of the boy's hoodie. Damian had manipulated the little string around the hood to sit primarily on one side, and occasionally would slide the string back and forth for his cat's amusement. There may even be the barest hints of a smile as he does it.]

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[At first Damian wasn't even going to look up. His plans on wooing the alien had been put on hold since Superboy broke up his fight with Drake, and as a result he hadn't really spoken to him at all. He didn't see why right now would be any different. Except apparently it was.

Eyes not leaving the page.] That's Dusan. He will be staying here from now on.

[Dusan? Is that the furball's name? Since when did people name fluffy looking things? Conner continues to stare at it-- it sure does seem to be enjoying its meal...]

Why here?

[People have always named fluffy looking things. Dusan happily chomps away at his rabbit before finally sparing a look at the newcomer... then quickly back to his meal.]

Because he's mine, where else would I bring him?

[Finally Conner goes to move away from the door, further into the common room, careful to step around that kitten. He drops his books onto the table and glances back down at the little animal.

Obviously someone who doesn't give a shit for rules and orders. Hn.]

It stays on your side.

[Good luck with that, Conner. Good luck with that. He's never had any experience with pets, he has no idea just how curious a kitten can be.]

[Hey, the guy was giving them away.]

That was the plan.

[After finishing his meal, Dusan hesitantly goes over to the newcomer. He's not exactly sure what to think of him, but his smell is all over the room, so that warrants exploration.]

[About to move to head off into his own room Conner takes a step forward and then freezes, foot in mid-air. Good thing the kitten is white! He had spotted it moving closer and had stopped just in time before stepping on it. Conner stares down at it, lips pressing together.

G-gnomes were small but this... this was much smaller than a G-gnome! He had to be careful... especially if Damian planned to keep it around.]

...what are you doing?

[Yeah. He's talking to it now, leg still somewhat lifted and his foot poised just inches above it. Then he moves his leg down and stands in front of it, eying the kitten.]

[And that gets him to look up. The sight of Superboy, for all intents and purposes, looking terrified of a tiny white kitten was a thing of beauty. After all, who's afraid of a kitten? Seriously.

Dusan scoots back, away from the scary foot that can crush him. Once out of harms way, he just sort of looks at Superboy, unsure of why the human seems nervous.]

Meow.

[Conner doesn't understand cat language and stays quiet, brows furrowed as he stares down at it another moment longer. Then. THEN... very slowly he crouches down so he's at more of its level.]

[The little kitten hesitantly comes closer to the boy who the room also smells like and sniffs at his pants.]

[Still staring at it he's kind of filled with a bit of curiosity himself, as the kitten comes closer to him. Conner cautious reaches down with a finger held out and then pauses to glance over at Damian, about to ask him something. But he doesn't when he sees that the other boy is watching him.

Conner stands then to his full height and says nothing, looking back down at the kitten instead.]

[Dusan was just about to sniff the finger when Conner decided to stnad up. Why must the big person be so far away? It's hard to sniff when people are in giant mode! Especially such weird, suspicious ones.]

Haven't you seen a kitten before? [Hey, that wasn't as snippy as it could have been! Progress?]

No.

[Superboy shakes his head as he continues to peer down at the hairy little G-gnome that is SUPPOSED TO BE A KITTEN.]

Seriously?

[Dusan turns his head to the side (sort of like the previous icon).]

Meow?

Edited 2011-07-21 23:00 (UTC)

It looks like a hairy G-gnome to me. But... I know it's not a monkey.

Edited 2011-07-21 23:03 (UTC)

What the hell is a G-gnome?

Uh- They are a genomorph type created by Cadmus. They can hear thoughts and deal with telepathy. And they... look like monkeys.

...That's a cat. From the genus Felis, species catus. They are mammals, but beyond that not related to monkeys in any way.

[Dusan sniffs at Conner's shoe.]

Stop doing that.

[Yeah. He's talking to Dusan.]

[This is beyond amusing. He sort of wants a camera.]

He's trying to familiarize himself with your scent. As it's probably everywhere in the room it's understandable.

It's... weird.

[Frowns down at the little thing. Really, Conner, just wait until it creeps into your bed to sleep on your head or chest.]

You're weird.

[Dusan cannot figure out why the other person who lives in the room is frowning. He backs up a little.]

[Conner shoots Damian an irritated look.]

What?

You're weird. [Shrugs.] I'm not complaining or anything, but you are weird. Most people know what a kitten is.

Images were implanted in my mind, that doesn't mean I've actually seen them.

[Okay. Sore subject. Moving on.

Conner steps over the kitten, going to pick up his textbooks.]

There were things my tutors and my mother prevented me from seeing during my training with the League of Assassins for various reasons, but that didn't stop me from viewing them once I struck out on my own. You make it sound like you want to be a martyr for the sake of being a martyr. That's stupid. You aren't dead nor are you going to die in the immediate future. I don't see why you don't spend that time trying to get acquainted with as much as the unfamiliar as you can. I do believe that is the purpose of this stupid school, despite it's poor choice in faculty and tiny dormitories.

[Looks down at Dusan, who is still looking at Superboy trying to figure out what the "human"'s problem is.]

Dusan won't bite. He's trying to figure out his role in this room, something the two of us have already come to a shaky truce on.

Edited 2011-07-23 01:53 (UTC)

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