Catch-all; Catra

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week 0, monday

[supercatty]

[THE SHITPOST IS KILLING ME]

[anyway, sometime Monday evening after the whole pillow debacle, Catra can be found lounging on her bed with her tail swinging over the edge, examining her nails like she wasn't just publicly called out for stealing pillows]

['sup Otome, do you need her]

[momming]

Catra...

[ And of course she's approaching, eyes soft with concern. ]

Did everything go all right?

[supercatty]

-- huh?

[her gaze flickers up as she shoots Otome a mildly bemused look?]

What are you talking about?

[people checking on her. . . it's weird!]

[momming]

[ Catra needs a better mom ]

Sally? The punishment?

week 0, sunday

[supercatty]

[haha wow! that was brutal!! that was so much more brutal than it needed to be!! and when Catra slinks into Summer dorm to seek out Otome, it's not because she's worried or anything. not at all!!]

. . . hey. . .

[momming]

Oh, Catra...

[ She's in the common room on the couch, one arm kind of carefully draped over her ribs. Also wrapped in a blanket, courtesy of Mabel. ]

Was there something I could do for you?

[supercatty]

[GOOD .-.]

No. I-- uh.

Not that I care that much, or whatever-- [tsun harder, Catra] -- but I just wanted to see if you were okay.

[momming]

Mm... in about a month and a half, everything should heal.

[ So not too bad! ]

week one, sunday, post-execution

[supercatty]

[SO ARE WE ALL MAD ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED TO LILA? CATRA'S MAD! SHE'S REAL MAD!!!]

[and it's probably unsurprising that she limps her way to Summer instead of Winter immediately after the execution. she may no longer be a part of Sally's dorm, but. . .]

[she's still very attached, and very upset that Summer has suffered the most losses thus far]

[momming]

[ Otome's just stepping out of the dorm, blinking when she catches sight of her. ]

Catra... ah, careful, you're still recovering.

[supercatty]

Otome--

[stops in her tracks, tail stilling at her feet, ears drooping]

[. . .]

[oh no now that she's here she's not sure what to say]

[momming]

....

[ She just silently opens her arms. ]

week 3, monday

[supercatty]

[today, Otome may stumble across Catra as she moves from the new theater back towards Winter! and hey, what's this?? her arm isn't in a sling anymore??? MYSTERY]

[she is, however, still limping pretty heavily, and she does stop when she sees Otome, tail flicking behind her. it's cold outside tho so maybe wandering around bare. . . foot. . . in the snow is not a great idea]

Oh. Hey, Otome.

[momming]

Catra, your-- here, let's have a seat.

[ SHE'S ALREADY UNWRAPPING HER SCARF. ]

[supercatty]

[EXCUSE HER??]

My-- what? What are you doing?

[she is not sitting]

[momming]

I'm tending to your feet. Sit down.

Week 3, Saturday

[momming]

[ She's just. Gonna go hunt down Catra and it takes her a minute, but... ]

Catra... [ why are you curled up here ]

[supercatty]

[she is literally curled up on top of one of the arcade machines, yeah]

[her ears twitch when she hears Otome, but. . . there is no reaction]

[momming]

...

[ She just steps forward to gently lay a hand on Catra's back. ]

week 4, saturday

[supercatty]

[sometimes you kill someone you care about in a string of terribly bad decisions and then get caught for it and your girlfriend dies in your arms and someone else you really cared for turns out to have been a killer too and--]

[anyway]

[Catra's emotions are. . . numb. numb and empty. but she sits in the corner of the detention room, staring out of a window, completely lost. it's there that Otome will find her]

[momming]

[ It's fine, here's another numb person just kind of.

Standing uncertainly and brokenly in the doorway!

Hi. ]

[supercatty]

[hi!! Catra doesn't notice her at first. not until she feels an echo to her numbness. her gaze swivels towards the door, ears perking up]

[and then flattening]

[she looks like a deer caught in the headlights, but-- the numbness is replaced with anger, with small hints of betrayal, with-- with guilt??]

[???]

Week 6, Saturday

[momming]

[ Hi, kitty.

She's just approaching the jungle gym.

... And then climbing it to join her. ]

[supercatty]

[oh. . .]

[her ears twitch when she hears Otome climbing the jungle gym, and on instinct she shifts to make more room for her to sit]

Otome--?

[Huh? Why's she here? Isn't she mad?]

[momming]

[ Oh, Catra...

Otome smiles gratefully at her as she settles beside her. ]

I'm sorry. I was a little too shocked to remember that at the time, you laughed when you found out about me, too. A way of protecting yourself, I think.