Nepeta Leijon ♌ arsenicCatnip (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
moirailcompass) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
witchesreign2012-08-11 10:18 am
moirailcompass) wrote in witchesreign2012-08-11 10:18 am
o18. ♌ action
[Guess who is jumping the bandwagon to try out that potion? Nepeta certainly is. She had been certain that her skills in Covert Ops were all for naught because of her appearance, but then this was presented to them.
A potion, in of itself a perfectly fine and even useful thing, but for Nepeta it was perhaps now the best time to bestow her with such a thing. not when she was questioning so much of her species, and not when she had been harboring so many unspoken desires--desires to be human. Or at the very least anything but a troll.
It really did work. Amazingly so. Her usually gray skin was instead a dark brown. Her yellow sclera had become white, gone were her fangs, horns and tail. Looking into a mirror gave her the most surreal feeling in the world...and another she couldn't quite discern. One that made her both happy and sad. She didn't allow herself to think too much on it, and decided to give it a whirl--see how many people would recognize her.
So she sat in the cafeteria with a large glass of milk and her laptop propped open as she browsed the network. Whenever someone passed by that she knew she would smile and wave at them]
A potion, in of itself a perfectly fine and even useful thing, but for Nepeta it was perhaps now the best time to bestow her with such a thing. not when she was questioning so much of her species, and not when she had been harboring so many unspoken desires--desires to be human. Or at the very least anything but a troll.
It really did work. Amazingly so. Her usually gray skin was instead a dark brown. Her yellow sclera had become white, gone were her fangs, horns and tail. Looking into a mirror gave her the most surreal feeling in the world...and another she couldn't quite discern. One that made her both happy and sad. She didn't allow herself to think too much on it, and decided to give it a whirl--see how many people would recognize her.
So she sat in the cafeteria with a large glass of milk and her laptop propped open as she browsed the network. Whenever someone passed by that she knew she would smile and wave at them]