Life as a cat- it isn't really fun {Open}

[Rach_E_L]

A cat. Of all the things to be merged with in this stupid event, why did Tam have to be unlucky enough to be stuck half cat?

She hadn't really hated cats before. But after having her hands covered in cats hair, growing unretractable claws (why couldn't she just have normal cat claws? Doing things with these monsters was impossible!) along with a tail and furry cat ears, she was ready to hate them for life.

The redhead was sat in the music room, staring at the piano. Dizzy had been teaching her some simple songs, but now practising them was a little harder than flying to Spain with no breaks. She let out a frustrated sigh and turned to her sibling, trying to hide the smirk of laughter that was catching hold of her face.

"You know, you didn't have to follow me," the fairy remarked.

"I know," her brother replied, his voice sounding all echo-y as his face had been turned into a cauldron. "And you know the reason why."

Manes had been cold to Tam when he had arrived at the school, probably because Tam had been so hotheaded. Now that the girl was trying to be nice to people, he had decided that they should try to get along better. He got along with Dizzy just fine; it was just Tam that he disagreed with.

"Well, why don't you try getting along with Papa?" She sneered in response, quick to answer. "He's getting married you know, and you're not exactly in the best place with Rio either."

Manes tutted and stood up, scraping his chair and making Tam flinch. She swore that if he had a face, he'd be grinning. Stupid cat instincts, she cursed.

"I'll just go then, kitty girl," he smirked. "Have fun with the claws and lust for milk."

The boy walked out, leaving Tam alone in her favourite place.

"Ass," she mumbled, hugging her arms. "I don't have a lust for milk. I hate milk."

She sighed once more and planted her forehead squarely on the piano keys, creating a symphony of clashing notes that rang around the empty room. And yet again, she was alone.

Was this another cat instinct? Tam had been putting in a real effort to make friends and be nice to people, but ever since this transformation she felt like she was keeping everyone at a distance. No one would even come into the music room when she was in here.

Was she really that bad?

[Meduzia]

OK. Alright. She could deal with glittering skin, mainly around her eyes and joints. The crown looked creepy and cool at the same time, but she liked it, mostly because her forehead and the crown itself were not sensitive at all. It was good. What she hated about the crown was that it tore few of her shirts and it was hell to get dressed over that (which explained today's choice of zip-up corset, honestly).

What truly bothered her was the whole twisted concept behind this. Ruby didn't really care about who did this or what they wanted to achieve with this, it was just that Academy apparently stood at some curious spot of mischief. She could deal with that too, she supposed, you get used to it.

Slightly unfazed by monotony, she threw thin jumper over her shoulders and corset. Academy was warm, but some airheads would often leave windows open and make everybody else shiver because of the weather outside. She did not want to risk this now, so she dressed well before getting out and making her way to the cafe. However, for reasons unknown to her, she passed the place and went upstairs (stairs not existing due to those portals, but who cared here?) and went up, towards the cabinets. She stopped only at music room, when she heard a loud bang. Ruby clicked her tongue and then knocked. She seriously hoped nobody was having sex on the piano.


[[Ways to deadpan e v e I'm sorry about her Rach OTL]]

[Rach_E_L]

The knock at the door frightened her.

She jumped up, letting out a low hiss. Before she knew what was what, she was crouched on the piano, digging her claws into the instrument and leaving deep grooves in it. Tam swore at the top of her voice and stood up, stamping her foot over the marks she'd made before jumping down and smoothing out her tail.

She looked at the door with a frown, wondering who could be there. She let out another hiss as her mind ran through possibilities - then she remembered that those people wouldn't knock.

"Who is it?" She called out awkwardly, shutting the lid of the piano gently. "You don't have to knock. Anyone can come in, you know."

[[Shhhhh, leave her be |D She's fine there ;w;]]

[Meduzia]

The noise made Ruby's face scrunch up in a frown. Cursing followed and Ruby was sure that she shouldn't have interrupted - it was definitely somebody getting it on in there. Perhaps she should leave. And she would, but she then heard the question and leaned on the door completely. Ruby was curious. She was, by her nature, extremely curious person. She didn't want to get in and intrude, but the curiosity got better of her and she leaned on carved wood the best she could with the crown on her way.

"It is impolite not to knock if you know somebody is already inside." - she told to the wood next to her glittering cheek - "May I come in, though?"

She wasn't sure what she would do, but surely she could play something. And perhaps talk to this other girl, if she was in mood, although Ruby couldn't tell what she was feeling behind the door - the sound came out too muffled. Slowly, she stepped away from the door, awaiting answer.

[Rach_E_L]

Tam gave a sigh of relief and pulled off the lid of the piano once more. Her face curved into a smile, showing her abnormally long canines that looked exactly like a cats. The same relief spread through her body and eased it by a considerable amount. Anyone who had been in the room would've seen the tense move out of her body like water flowing down a river.

Her fingers- no, her claws ran over the keys once, making a small scratch up three octaves. The notes played out, as soft as a feather against the ears, although it was a little louder to her newly sensitive cat ears.

"Most people around here would just barge in," she called back, wondering who was at the other side of the door. "But sí, you may enter."

The redhead walked around the piano, giving the newcomer room to sit down and play if she wanted to. The temptation to trail her claws over the instrument some more was almost consuming her. But,, she thought with a mischievous smile. More than one person would be likely to tear my head off.

She couldn't help laughing a little around her cat teeth, imagining the music class' face if she destroyed the piano completely. The whole time, she kept her eyes firmly locked on the door, waiting for the person the other side to come in.

[Meduzia]

Most people. Most people around here were peasants, little disgusting, badly cooked vegetables that were not needed in her soup, for Ruby tended to refer to people as if they were food. Most people, in this Academy, were ignorant cretins and she knew this without actually knowing them, at least not on personal level. Most people were too impulsive, too violent or just too stupid and she had to act accordingly. Eat or get eaten, it was obvious, like in high schools, like in all high schools. This was no different. This was a hellhole, and most people meant she had to be one of them. Pity.

"I am not most people." - she said with a cryptic smirk etched onto her face, the one that she almost always had, stretching sides of her face and lifting a birthmark above her lip a bit. Despite acting like one of them - those 'most people' - Ruby praised herself. She thought of herself highly. She was better, in her own vision.

Ruby entered the room nonetheless. Use of the word 'Si' picked her interest already, because most of the times, Ruby spoke Italian. She knew, naturally, that the same word was used in other languages as well, but it wasn't the knowledge of Italian that this other person might possess. Languages were pretty interesting without being related to her. Upon entering, she could only take notice of redheaded cat-person, looking the same as she last saw her.

"Tam, my overly-sugared cookie~!" - it could've been insult (or more-likely, taken as one), but in Ruby's book, it meant you were pretty fine, maybe even more than 'pretty fine', if you turned out to be to her liking over time. Sugar, she liked sugar, and she liked cookies, they went well along the tea - "Still having problem with cats?"

It was more of rhetorical question more than anything, because of course that the other girl did. She had problems with crown, she could only imagine how it would feel being altered elsewhere and not just on head - she was at least grateful that only her forehead got affected, along with slight glittering the skin around her eyes showed.

Ruby strode the spacy classroom (she heard once, from gossip, that this class had most students) and sat on the chair that was meant for teacher, just behind the large desk.

"Otherwise, how have you been?" - it seemed like a polite question to ask. She could listen, too, because Ruby was always good listener, no matter how dishonest her intentions were at most times. Besides, she expected to know answer. People could be two things in this 'hell hole', as she officially started calling it - in bad mood or going to be in bad mood. She watched them, she knows.

[Rach_E_L]

Tam let out a hearty laugh as she heard the reply. Whoever it was, they had a good mouth.

"I can see that," she mused, sitting herself down on the piano stool with her legs curled up under her , almost in a small ball. She cursed her cat instincts once more.

When the woman walked in, the redhead jumped to her feet, still standing on top of the stool. Her hands came up to show her claws and she hissed violently for a moment, then stopped it as quick as her instincts had started it.

"Dios mio," she cursed under her breath, jumping off the stool and pulling her hands behind her back; she didn't dare risk putting them in her pockets.

She recognised her now. Ruby. Her Spanish mind automatically translated the name into her other language; Rubí. The word wasn't too different, but words that were almost the same were the ones she tended to translate more automatically.

"Uh, hola," she greeted Ruby with a small smile, trying not to react to being called such a ridiculous name. "Good to see you again."

It seemed like the right thing to say. Dizzy was always encouraging her to be nicer to other people; it was hard, but Tam was trying her hardest. Little things like 'it's nice to see you' or 'hope you have a nice day' were things that came to mind, and she tended to use them the most.

When people would speak to her, of course.

"Yeah, stupid cats, right?" She joked lightly, her head turning slightly as if to look for a cat flying at her in a fury. When no such cat appeared, she turned her multi-coloured eyes back to the crown-shaped girl. "I see your situation hasn't improved much either."

The teen walked around the piano towards the desk, and pulled up a chair opposite Ruby. She leaned back, her hands holding onto the table as she didn't trust her own claws with her slightly puffy hair.

"I've been good, thanks," she lied smoothly; she knew by now that people weren't interesting in hearing what was happening to her. "How've you been?"

[Meduzia]

Sorry for the delay ; v ; / ]]

The reaction startled her a bit and Ruby almost stepped back, ever so worried about her own safety. Still, when she saw that other means no actual harm, she relaxed in her position in chair.

"It is good to see you too." - Ruby smiled in reply. It was not even a lie - she would rather see Tam now than other people, perhaps those who were luckier than the two of them. She did not need that - a constant, walking reminded of how she got it so bad. The crown was agitating and in sparse sun, it would be blazing hot. When you could not even walk out because of it, it turned into a problem.

"I don't like cats." - the trace of smile was even after she wrinkled her nose in distaste - "You could say I am a lizard?" - a dragon, she could claim, because no lizard could withstand fire like Ruby could, but dragon was large and Ruby was small. Unconsciously, fingers of her right hand circled her left wrist. Granted, burn marks must've subsided by now, but it still didn't mean she liked having them at any point. That's what Academy is for, though? So she could get stronger. Dragon was still a bit of stretch - her brothers liked to think of them as of elementals, salamanders (back to lizards once more) and she went with that, as a third child - "Although unlike lizard, I love sun." - except when I have the crown on was left unsaid. She was burdened with her own problems and Tam had her own. There was no reason to push those same issues back and forth.

"It is a good thing to hear." - it was, indeed. When people weren't good, they would cry and whine and make an ugly picture. Ruby liked people who knew how to handle themselves - crying reminded her of Gemma too much. Her sister cried whenever something was wrong, it was unnerving - "I've been." - how? How had she been? - "Fine, I suppose? I think we're in similar situation, so I can say we've been same. It could be better, you know?" - the crown could fall off.

"I never thought of how would this" - a motion towards the top of her head - "go down. I want it to disappear but at the same time - I'm not sure I want to be awake." - they were asleep when it got there anyway.