vatheon | Disciple pays a visit to the lovebirds.

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Disciple pays a visit to the lovebirds.

Who: Disciple, Nepeta, and Tavros
When: Current
Where: Tavros and Nepeta's Hive
Style: Prose-tastic
Status: Closed

Disciple found herself standing at the door to the hive Nepeta had said was hers. She had never really been to her daughter's hive before. She knew this was the place even before she stood at the front door, thanks to her expertly trained nose. The scent of the younger greenblood was all over this place. It commingled with a scent of a bronzeblood that could only be Nepeta's matesprit.

Ever since the disappearance of Signless and Psii, Disciple hasn't had a single restful night sleep. Any night spent at her hive was met nightmare-filled sleep that shocked her awake. That was when she could sleep at all, being around all the constant reminders of her loss weighed heavily on her. The greenblood wanted to have the house ready for their return, which included her being there. As more days passed, and she had to come to terms with the fact they were not coming back, the need for a place to stay away from the hive for a couple days became a desperate need. If she didn't get a good day's sleep soon, who knows what she could do.

So remembering the offer extended by her little hunter, she found her way to the address she was given. She halted herself briefly before knocking, did she really want to trouble them right now? She could always go back to her spot in the woods and try to recover her senses there. It sounded like a good idea, but she stopped herself. She was tired of hiding from others. Too often lately she had taken the easy way out and hidden. That had lost her over a week of time she could have spent with her matesprit and friend before their sudden disappearance.

So that was quite enough hiding. Taking a deep breath to steady her mind, she reaches out and knocks on the door.

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Nepeta perked up as soon as she heard the knock at the door, her hands messy with paint from her current activity of updating her wall. "I'll get it!" she called out, though she was sure Tavros would be rushing downstairs as well. They had a habit of trying to race each other to the door.

She flung herself down the stairs, going even faster when she caught a familiar scent on the air. Disciple! She'd come over to see them!

Tav was, unfortunately, still new on his remodeled legs so darting down the stairs still had disastrous consequences. Meaning that he was dangling from the banister just as Nepeta went whizzing by him in a rush. At least he didn't gone completely tumbling head over horns that time?

A confused Disciple stands unsure what to do with the strange cacophony coming from inside the hive. She picked out two distinct sounds of movement. One she could barely make out through the door. The other, heavier sounding set interrupted by a tumbling crash.

She paused, ready to break the door down if it sounded like there was any trouble.

Uh oh! That sure was her matesprit dangling from the banister as she sped by. She backed up as soon as she realized, arms going around him to help him back onto his feet.

"We'll be there in a minute, Disciple!" she called out, not wanting her ancestor to think they weren't home and wander off.

"It's okay!" He called out. "I, uh.. I'm okay!"

Once he's standing again he nudges Nepeta to go answer the door properly. "Go on!"

Hearing the voices, Disciple calms herself. It was just an accident, nothing to worry about. With the momentary threat gone, she drops out of the slight fighting stance she had assumed. She waited for the door to open, not saying anything.

Disciple paused to note how ready she had been for trouble. She almost wanted something to be wrong, so she could vent some of the mounting frustration she had with the scientists. That wouldn't do, though. This was going to be a happy, relaxing visit; In fact she was relying on that.

Without further ado Nepeta scurries the last few steps to the door, flinging it open with a wide, welcoming grin.

"Disciple!" A skip forwards and a hop and she's in the other greenblood's arms, purring away happily. "You came to visit us!"

Tavros makes his way down the stairs more carefully this time, reaching the bottom without another issue and coming up to the door with a bright smile.

"Oh, uh... hello!"

So catchy is Nepeta's enthusiasm, that the second she pounces into Disciple's arms her sour mood is completely forgotten. She could always count on her kitten-troll daughter to brighten her mood. Her emotions buoyed, Disciple eagerly returns the affections of her little hunter.

"Yes, I did, I apologize for showing up unannounced."

That is when Disciple hears the unrecognized voice of Tavros. Of course, the matesprit; So this was him. It was time to do her motherly duty. Carefully setting down Nepeta, she attempts to hide the smile that she had coming on; she was successful... mostly. Disciple really wanted to deadpan this.

No longer holding Nepeta, Disciple strides over to Tavros. She visibly gives him the once over, with her trying her best to feign severity in her posture. With lidded eyes, and slightly inclined head, Disciple speaks.

"I see, So you are my Nepeta's matesprit, yes?"

"Oh, no no, it's okay! You're always welcome here, Disciple!" When she's set back down she still clings to Disciple's hand, refusing to let go of her even for a moment, following her as she walks over to Nepeta's matesprit.

She gives him an encouraging smile from besides her ancestor, trying to hold back her giggling as she notices her doing her stern mamacat routine.

"Yes, this is Tavros! Tavros, this is Disciple!"

Luckily he was wearing pants that day? Not that he had anything to hide anymore.

"Y-yes?" Tavros had been wanting to meet Disciple, and seemed excited to have the chance, but now he was suddenly worried. His ears pressed back and he worried his fingers against the hem of his shirt. He glanced over at Nepeta and found her smile reasuring, so he stood up a bit straighter. "It's nice to, uh.. finally get to meet you."

"Yes, we meet at last..." She mutters, coming dangerously losing her serious facade. Tavros might even catch the hint of a smile playing at her lips, which she tries to cover by clearing her throat.

"So Tavros," She starts, having recovered her poise. "I think it good for you to know that I am quite protective of Nepeta, and it would be unfortunate if anything distressing were to happen to her. Who knows what sort of things might happen to the unlucky person who manages to hurt her in any way. Thankfully, that is not something I need to worry about from you, is it? Because we both want the best for her."

She almost breaks into laughter again as she fixes him with a pointed gaze. Then, without looking away she gives a knowing squeeze to the hand of the little greenblood at her side.

Nope, sorry, it's too much for Nepeta to take. She can't help it, at the squeeze to her hand and noticing the quickly suppressed hint of a smile at the corner of Disciple's lips she bursts out into laughter, holding on to her ancestor as otherwise she may very well end up on the floor giggling her head off.

He watches Di owlishly, obviously nervous but he wasn't backing down. He had to make a good impression! "I would... never hurt her! She's, uh... she means the most to me, out of everything. And... uh..."

Whatever words he's trying to force into some intelligible order fall flat once Nepeta starts laughing, which confuses him for a moment, but then he breaks out into a bashful smile. "H-hey!"

Disciple held onto until the little one started cracking up next to her. With the cat out of the bag, Disciple drops the serious demeanor, a warm smile spreading over her face. A playful laugh accompanies the smile.

"No need to worry, I was just having a little fun. Nepeta here has told be a great deal about you. It is a genuine pleasure to meet the troll who can make her so very happy."

Still having the laughing kittentroll attached to her side, she holds out her arms for a hug.

"Come here, let me try this the better way." Disciple says with a smirk.

Tavros hesitated a moment, looking back and forth between the two of them before darting in to pull them both into a hug. He used to be extremely paranoid about being around the adults, but after getting hugs from Darkleer it's hard to find this at all daunting.

"Yay!" It's obvious that Nepeta highly approves of this development! She wraps one arm around her ancestor and the other around her matesprit and takes turns rubbing her face on both of them, laughing happily to herself. This is perfect, just the introduction she'd hoped they'd have to each other.

Disciple may have lost a lot recently, but this moment was a strong reminder of what she still had, and what she had to look forward to. The line of thought was reassuring, but it also reminded her why she was at their hive in the first place. It was a bit of a sobering thought. Not wanting to ruin the mood, she further scooped the two of them into her arms and purred her mamacat purr just the way Nepeta liked it.

Well, Tavros wants to make a good impression. The best impression. Disciple liking and approving of him was something he figured was one of the most important things that could happen. "Would you like anything? Nepeta... showed me how to make tea, so I can make some tea, if you want tea that is. We have other things too... I-I think."

Nepeta is purring back and nuzzling on both of them, almost forgetting for a moment that Disciple is their guest and they should probably be inviting her in further than the front door. She perks up at the mention of tea, though, agreeing with an enthusiastic nodding of her head. "Disciple likes tea! And you make it really really well, Tavros, we should all have some!"

"I would love some, thank you."

Truth be told, a warm drink and being around loved ones would do her wonders right now. She was quite happy watching the two of the younger trolls interact. Disciple had heard a lot from Nepeta about Tavros and she was glad to finally get a chance to meet him. He even took her overprotective 'joke' in stride.

She still needed to ask to stay a couple days. The greenblood knew Nepeta gave her a standing offer, but she still felt a little weird about asking. Oh well, she could find a way to broach that later, right now she just wanted to enjoy in the company.

"You guys just go.. and relax. I'l, uh...l take care of everything!" He grins wide, hesitating a moment before breaking away and darting off towards the kitchen. While his horns aren't nearly as huge as the Summoner's, they will be soon enough judging by the near misses between them and doorframes as he darts around to put the kettle on.

And grab a tray for some sweets too.

"Okay! Thank you, Tavros!" She watches him hurry off with a fond smile, then grabs her ancestor's hand to tug her inside and into the living room, looking up at her to see what she thinks of her matesprit. "He's pawesome, isn't he?"

Disciple offers a smile in response to her daughter's enthusiasm as she gets tugged into the hive. "Oh yes, little one, he is very nice. He even put up with my sense of humor. I would say he is a keeper."

What is most important is that the two of them be happy together, to to Disciple it seemed like that was the case; She was happy.

He's not really sure what sort of tea he should make, so instead he picks out different kinds of tea and the strainers rather than tea bags so they can choose. He makes sure the teaset matches when he sets it on the tray, with the kitty shaped sugar bowl, milk, and a tray of cookies.

Tavros comes out a bit later, carrying the tray carefully but obviously a bit nervous too, not wanting to drop anything.

In the meantime Nepeta has kept herself busy making Disciple comfortable, showing her all of the plushies she and Tavros made - and piling them around her so that the older greenblood is only half visible by the time Tavros joins them again.

"I smell cookies!" She'd fling herself at Tavros, but that wouldn't end well, so she waits impatiently by her ancestor for her matesprit to join them instead.

On the hazardous peak of Mt. Plushie sits Disciple, looking thoroughly amused. Nepeta and her matesprit certainly had a knack for making the little stuffed beasts.

"Welcome back, Tavros, and thank you for the hospitality. Nepeta was just showing me the collection of stuffed beasts." She says with a laugh, and a playful rubbing of the younger greenblood's head.

"I think that, the only thing you can smell anymore is sugar." Tavros gives them both a cheeky smile as he sets the tray down. "I, uh... brought a couple different things, because I forgot to ask what you wanted, since we have a lot."

They could probably open their own shop with the amount of tea Nepeta hoards. Or make a pile out of it.

"And you can have some beasts, if you want. Or I can make you something special."

"That's not truuuue!" Nepeta objects, though all her laughter is kind of a giveaway that this is something he teases her about all the time.

Also ooh, a tea pile! Better not mention that idea to Nepeta, they'll never get all the tea leaves out of the carpet.

"Yes, yes, you can have as many as you like! And we'll make you some too! Do you want a kitty one like mine?" Her Pounce-plushie gets pulled out of her trenchcoat, obviously well-loved by all the little stitches put in to mend her here and there. She's given a seat of honour at the tea table before Nepeta flops down next to her.

That plushie sparks a forgotten memory, The lusus she had so very long ago. She had seen it once, when she first arrived, but she was so out of sorts that she was only think about the present.

"I think," she says, Staring wistfully at the plushie. "That I would like one, actually. A kitty like yours would be wonderful. They are all very nice though." Then a thought. "Maybe a featherbeast like Darkleer's Dural as well?"

She takes her seat at the tea table, after having carefully extracted herself from plushie mountain.

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Disciple pays a visit to the lovebirds.

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one more before sleep >.>

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asdfgfdsa i'm sorry

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