OTA: Feeeelings | Backdated to the 29th

[orions_shadow]

Part of being young and non human in a place like this meant that there weren't a lot of people immedietly apparent that he could get along with. So he usually sticks to himself, and given his sleep schedule he's not up for very long on a daily basis. There are times though when his self isolation gets too much and he decides he needs to socialize.

Today has been turning out to be a terrible day for that, as today? He can sense the emotions of others. Picking up on every little bit off emotional tidbit off of people like an emotional radar, getting any good sleep has become impossible.

The worst part? None of his powers worked, so he was feeling agitated and week, as well as trapped in his feral form, unable to morph back into his more flexible human/cat form. So there he was, an emotional sponge, and letting all of those emotions from others influence his own.
He sits on one of the many couches in the lounge area of Ten Forward, glancing around at those who might come by, hoping they're not half as moody as he is.

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[startedtheflamewar]

Cash chortles quietly and shrugs, sipping his coffee. “Maybe this comparison might be a little insulting,” he has to admit. “They were an elf from the Lykos House. They’re canine elves. He was a young guy, probably about the equivalent of a young adult. I’d only heard about ‘em before, I hadn’t seen any in person. But his fur was black. He was nice enough. Seemed to not know what to do about me. Lykos don’t have too much contact with humans.”

While they had more and more contact, as the years went on, they hadn’t fully recovered from when humans had labeled them ‘werewolves’. After that, and not a few witch hunts, they’d decided to keep to their Hollows. Cash likes to think that humans have advanced quite a bit since then, thanks to the Gate, but there’s no hurrying the Lykos. And no real need for it, what with the War happening. They’re safer in those Hollows.