Of Mice and Girls (Right after podpop meet and greet)

[staturity]

Cassie tried her best to keep from bouncing around the tiny mouse in her hand. After he'd held Ava hostage, Caelestine had promptly passed out. Cassie didn't know where else to take him but medbay. There would be people there, but at least it was quieter, and she could shrink down to talk to him there. And if he felt like getting stab happy she wouldn't have to look far for a doctor.

That was assuming, of course, all the jostling didn't wake up Caelestine.

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[staturity]

"...Uh..." Cassie had to smile at that. "We do have one child at a time. Usually, anyway."

[caelestine.livejournal.com]

Now that's just weird. Caelestine just kind of boggles for a moment.

[staturity]

Cassie laughed. "We also live around 75 years. Unless you live that long too?" She kind of hoped so. Adorable mice should live that long.

[caelestine.livejournal.com]

"Ah, y-yes," the mouse says, folding his paws together. "Most of the Guard retire by fifty..." Sturdy little things, to keep going so long—especially in their line of work.

[staturity]

"Oh, that's good!" She probably shouldn't mention that mice in her world didn't live more than a few years. Or that they were kept as pets. Or that they were experimented on.

Yeah, best not to mention that.

"So are you part of the Guard?"

[caelestine.livejournal.com]

Caelestine nods. "I received my cloak a half-year ago," he says, and absently tugs on its edge. He leaves out that he spent a quarter of that year mostly laid up in bed... "We protect the Territories, and maintain the scent border..."

[staturity]

"The scent bor- I guess that makes sense. I protect people where I'm from too."

[caelestine.livejournal.com]

"You're a soldier?" Caelestine asks, unsure. He can't even figure out if she's got a properly endurance-muscled build or not for a human...