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All we need now is the dark, dancing shadows move on to white walls

WHO: Moon Knight and Namora
WHERE: the MAC
WHEN: TONIGHT??
WARNINGS: kittens
SUMMARY: Moon Knight stubbornly refuses medical attention and introduces Namora to his new cat.
FORMAT: lazy

[ Jake remains stubbornly stuck in his apartment, laying on his back and staring at the ceiling. He has been given an invitation to Avengers Mansion, something he never expected again in this lifetime, and he feels stupidly resistant. His head is getting worse to go on this long without a proper look, and standing up too fast always makes him dizzy enough to knock him down again. He can't fight like this. He isn't even sure he can get to Avengers Mansion like this.

Not that he's going. Ever. That won't happen.

The kitten that Bob gave him is crawling over his stomach, and when he catches its gaze, it mewls sharply at him, almost sounding reprimanding. He quiets it with a scritch of his fingers and he frowns at it. ]

Not for nothin', but I didn't ask yer opinion.

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[ Namora generally doesn't have much investment in humans, but she feels slightly protective over Jake. that's the only reason she's bothering to come by now, as she's very sure he still hasn't gone to the doctor's yet, and she'll probably have to drag him there herself.

she doesn't knock, just opens the door and steps in, raising an eyebrow at the scene waiting for her. ]

Ah. Hello.

[ Jake sits up sharply when the door opens, jarring the kitten from his path of pawing along his belly, and it gives a little mewl of protest that Jake barely hears through his spinning head. He has moved far too fast too soon, the room spinning around him, and he almost falls back again. ]

...Namora? [ His voice is almost slurred as he tries to focus on her. He is almost certain that he had locked that door, but apparently not. Well, at least it's a step above Bob coming in through the window. ]

Hm.

[ she crosses her arms as she closes the space between them, immediately bringing her hand under his chin to tip his head up. she doesn't pay mind to the cat, of course. ]

And how do you feel? Honestly.

[ Jake is still a little dizzy when she comes up close, the room a bit blurred, and he winces a little when she tips his head up, but the hand on his chin is nice. Distracting. ]

Like shit. [ He knows lying to her will get him nothing, and he quickly continues. ] But better now.

[ she sits on the edge of the couch in what little room is left, cupping his cheek with that hand now and moving the other to gently touch at the injury. ]

Why have you not gone to the doctor? You would be healed by now if you had.

[ a beat ]

And do not tell me that you do not like them, Jake.

Well... I don't.

[ He winces when she touches his wound, but the other hand feels nice. Her skin is softer and warmer than he expects it to be. He finds himself focusing on that for a few seconds too long before he remembers himself and continues speaking. ]

An old friend, an Avenger, offered me a check-up there. [ Again, he winces, but for another reason. ] Ain't good at swallowin' my pride.

[ she resists the urge to roll her eyes, the kitten coming up to her to sniff. smelling like the ocean and all. she doesn't let go of his face though, long claws barely brushing his skin ]

Do you need to me to carry you there?

[ Jake gives the kitten a little nudge back, not knowing how seapeople felt about animals and figuring it better to be safe than sorry. He really hopes he won't have to explain the thing right off. He still doesn't entirely understand why he has it himself.

The feel of her claws, even just slightly grazing over his flesh, does something to him. He swallows thickly, his Adam's apple bobbing obviously. ]

I, uh, not that I don't appreciate it, I don't think that'd help much with the pride thing so much.

Then get over your pride and go.

[ she uses the hand that holds onto the side of his head, tapping her claw against the injury, enough to stir even a little bit of pain. ]

Pride means nothing to an injured man who cannot even help himself. [ she's ignoring the cat for now, for her sake. ]

[ He actually jerks at that tap and he breaths out in a quiet hiss. ] Fuck.

[ He breaths in and out again, and he nodded faintly. ] Okay, okay. I get it.

Good.

[ she moves her hands now, letting go of his face after a moment and picking up the cat, rather awkwardly. like she's not really sure how to deal with it.... ]

This is new.

[ Well at least she isn't poking at him anymore, but it's a small relief. The cat is a whole other issue, and watching her hold it is oddly amusing somehow. ]

Sure is. Ain't even got a name for it yet.

[ she sticks the cat out in front of her, like she's almost dangling it with a very unsure expression. the only experience with cats she has is catfish. ]

Where did you get it from?

Uh. [ He hesitates, hesitates a lot, watching her handle the cat warily, not certain whether to interrupt or not. ] Friend o' mine happened to be around. Figured I could use the company, an' suppose I do.

[ she holds the cat for another moment before handing it over to him, careful not to drop it. ]

Has it been good company for you, Jake?

[ He accepts it with a small smile, setting it back down in his lap, where he restlessly paws about. ] Guess so. Doesn't say too much, but listens real good. Can't ask for much more.

[ she shifts a little in her own spot, raising her arm against the back of the couch and leaning against his side ]

What will you name it?

[ Oh uh. He's beginning to wonder if it's a sea-people thing to not mind the personal space so much. Not that he finds it particularly bothersome. It's just... sudden. ]

I was thinking about Bastet... [ yes he is a bit embarrassed to admit ] But it's a boy -- or so m'told.

[ namora raises an eyebrow. ]

That is the Egyptian goddess of cats. [ yeah it might not be greek but she knows it. ] If you cannot think of a name, why did you not ask the person who gave it to you to name it?

[ He... didn't think she'd know that and now he feels stupid. ]

Can't say I'd have trusted 'im to pick a good one.

[ a pause. she just crosses her arms and looks at him ]

Why not?

[ Jake pauses, considering how to say it ]

He's... he means well, but I think he'd choose somethin' sappy.

[ she's tilting her head to the side. ]

I do not understand.

[ uhhhh ]

He named his dog after his big green hulking buddy. I don't think I'd take kindly to too many o' his ideas.

[ lmfao the hulk..... she kind of side eyes him for a moment. ]

You could name it kottur.

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OOPS FORMATTING

JUDGES

WHINES

DONT YOU WHINE AT ME

WHIIIIINE

SHOVES

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