fandomhigh | Exit Strategies, Monday, Period 2

Did Aphra seem especially cheerful and pleased with herself today? Yes, yes she did.

"You're in for a treat today kids," she said. "Because I'm going to be showing you one of the most amazing tricks...hang on, I need a volunteer. You, there, with the pink hair, come up here."

Vi looked so happy to be voluntold. Really she did.

"Now see your classmate here's tattoos?" Without waiting or asking for permission, Aphra grabbed Vi's arm and held it up for the class to see, cheerfully oblivious to the fact Vi was just barely keeping herself from responding with great violence. "Lovely work, really, for something clearly down with a retro technique, but it's lacking a little something something, unlike these."

Still holding onto Vi's arm, Aphra waved her free hand to show off her own elctro-tattoos. Which would be when she turned into a tooka.

"...the actual fuck?" Since Vi wasn't expecting the teacher to turn into a weird poro-cat-thing with creepy little hands, she reacted in a highly reasonable manner and shook her arm to get the weird animal off her. Aphra went flying off and scampered into the nearest vent.

Vi was still swearing up a storm when she also vanished from view and a furious hissing came from the pile of her clothes as a tiny pink kitten crawled out from them.

Well. That was unexpected.

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Libby knew it was probably not the best idea to get in the path of a tiny pink kitten with such murderous intent, but she also felt that was superceded by some sort of responsibility as the roommate of said tiny pink kitten with such murderous intent.

But this was all just the thing that the school did, right? With all the simulations and really realistic holograms? Vi couldn't really have turned into a cat....could she have?

"Vi?" she asked cautiously, after taking a look around to see if anyone else turned into an animal, too, even sort of touching her own arms to make sure she hadn't as well...at least not in any way she could tell. "Are you okay?"

Even if it was all just hologram stuff, turning into a cat had to be an experience.

Being small enough she could probably fit in Libby's hands was a very big impediment to any murderous intent.

Spoiler. It wasn't holograms. And Vi was very much not okay. Of course when she tried to say something to that effect, all that came out was a very tiny mew.

Libby liked to think of herself as pretty solidly immune to swooning over cute things, but that very tiny mew was definitely making her have second guesses about that. Thankfully, she had plenty of practice not laughing when faced with tiny adorable things, so she was able to hold that back, and, instead, just gave Vi an encouraging sort of smile.

"At least it'll just be for the rest of class," she offered confidently.

And boy would she be glad she had a light breakfast that day so there'd be enough room for when she'd be eating those words later.

Yes. Yes she would be.

Nestling into her pile of clothes, Vi fixed Libby with a tiny kitty glare.

Exit Strategies, Monday, Period 2

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