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[tacklepounce]

[ So, at the prompting of more than one horrified bystander, Nepeta's making the switch from squirrel blood to actual paint. A girl's got to have proper materials for illustrating her ships, after all! You can find her in the general store, seeming oddly skittish as she browses through one aisle, looking for a bucket of the best green paint

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[perfektsymmetry]

[Congrats, Nepeta, you run right into the back of the paperboy as he's making his deliveries. Usually he's good about people sneaking up on him, but he has a set of earbud headphones in his ears, connected to something in his coat pocket. He pulls them out before he speaks to her, though.]

O-Oh, are you alright?

[tacklepounce]

I'm fine, sorry!

[ She's embarrassed enough that Crowe doesn't even have to deal with any cat puns. Of course, she's still plenty weird as a grey-skinned little girl with orange horns and a bucket of paint hidden under her arm. ]

[perfektsymmetry]

It's alright... are you sure you're okay? [Crowe's been in Mayfield long enough that a troll is as normal as anything else to him. However, she's acting a bit suspicious, hiding something... like perhaps she stole it.]

[tacklepounce]

Nothing's wrong!

[ Well that didn't sound the least bit suspicious at all. Sorry, Crowe; she's used to buckets being used for... less innocent things. ]

[realitywarping]

[So. Jade had just been taking out an innocent walk! And normally she would've minded her business, but... this just caught her attention.]

... Nepeta?

[tacklepounce]

[ Nepeta's inner cat makes distressed hissing sounds, but she's not much in a roleplaying mood right now. Her flushed feelings for Jade seem to have faded since Valentine's, but still, it's not who she was hoping to run into. The paint bucket under her arm is half-hidden by the jacket she wears, but still pretty obvious. ]

Jade! Umm, hi.

[realitywarping]

What are you doing?

[Whatever she's doing is pretty confusing, since... what's going on to make Nepeta act like she is now?]

[tacklepounce]

Nothing!

[ That was so convincing and not at all suspicious. So convincing. ]

[fatesjanitor]

[Hey Nepeta, not!dad is home making some tea, when he hears someone coming through the door and turns his head.]

Nepeta?

[tacklepounce]

Oh, umm, hi.

[ His daughter is just going to awkward at him from over here, paint bucket half-hidden under her arm. ]

[fatesjanitor]

[Well, Archer can clearly see she's slightly uncomfortable. So, like a reasonable adult with masterful social skills, he is going to let her go on her way and not inquire about the thing that she is clearly hiding away from him with little success.]

Is something wrong? You look nervous.

[Except for the part where Archer is not a reasonable adult with masterful social skills. Oops.]

[tacklepounce]

No! I just went and got some paint.

[ She tries to hide the bucket a little further, clearly uncomfortable. The girl still doesn't know anything about how human families work -- is a father responsible for keeping her in line and confiscating wildly-inappropriate items?

Very long story short, buckets play a part in troll reproduction. No, you don't want to know. All she wants to do is paint okay. It's not her fault humans are perverts. ]

[tacklepounce]

Sorry!

[ She hugs the bucket of paint to her chest, scooting out of the way. ]

[worstvikingever]

[He's totally at the store getting candy. Because if there's one thing he wishes he could have back home apart from awesome technology, it's candy.

He sees her sneaking around.]

Uh... hey, you need any help?

[tacklepounce]

Umm...

[ She glances up at him, then back at the paint, confused and a little flustered. ]

Is there really paint in those?

[worstvikingever]

[He grins a little. She's just so adorable.]

Yeah, that's what they're there for. What are you looking for?

[tacklepounce]

I just wanted some green paint.

[ Aww, Hiccup, that's sweet. She's still blushing like hell, though. Humans are perverts why would they store paint in pails. ]