Bleed, [o, Streamkit]

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    [ও ] Make's it seem a heaven lost to me

    ( Ai / female / Trad. BC healer )

    A shiver ran down her spine. Ai had been sitting doing nothing for quite a while, her head mates though seemed to be currently in a large battle with each other. Earlier mentions of their current comatose forth personality had gotten Xia panicking. Ai would scoff if she hadn't been a kind soul. Xia was more or less a complete idiot at times, Ai still is left pondering her more fight-y personality's existence. But, Ene seemed to pushing for a physical fight. Which was starting to clearly worry their brain focused headmate. Taking a deep breath Ai approached them, trying to defuse the bubbling situation. ``Hey! How bout we all just take a deep breath.`` Xia was the first to respond, snarling at the pink loving calico. ``Go mind your own beeswax!``  ``I can't if you two don't stop acting like spoiled children.`` Xia bristled her fur, already angered by their overly relaxed head mate. She didn't handle well the actions of the tom. She clawed at Ai's face, letting blood drip off. Blinking for a moment Ai was taken a back.


    Crack. All three darted their gaze as control was lost to the three of them, currently now. The sleeping personality finally seemed to wake. Streamkit flicked an ear looking at the supply of herbs, she knew each one of course. But honestly wasn't sure how. Looking around she turned her gaze over to the lobby padding into it carefully. ``H-Hello?`` she called out fearfully, studying the place around her.



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    Morag was more or less familiar with the personalities that took over what was mostly Ai's body at different times, and though she personally found the whole disassociation of identities freaky as hell (one of the reasons that she kept her ground when around the girl), everyone seemed to go along with it, so over the moons, she had learned to do so as well. She could recognize the characteristics of each identity's body language, the way each one spoke. However, the one wandering into the lobby, its voice high-pitched and intensely irritating to a feline that hated kits, was new. Its steps tentative, its words unsure.


    The muscular brown she-cat lifted her head, lolled on her back on one of the rotting sofas, her paws splayed in the air as if she was falling, regarding Streamkit with an upside-down scowl, the skin on her harshly-sculpted face drooping slightly from gravity, giving her a bit of an alien look. It was uncomfortable, the blood rushing to her head, but she had been lying in this position for a while, and it would require far too much effort to move. "Kid, gimme Ai back. Your voice is hurtin' my ears."

    [ ஜ ] Whispers from a broken heart,

    ( Streamkit / female / Trad. BC healer )

    Stream blinked a few times letting her eyes cross over the other molly. Part of her whispered how Morag wasn't someone to trust. But Stream needed to know information on her new situation. ``W-who's Ai might I ask?`` Uncertain steps led her closer to the bloodclan member. Her pale blue eyes studying the brown feline with honest curiosity.



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    siamang

    Ais' personalities were always interesting and Siamang often wondered who she would meet and when. She crept closer to watch Morag and Ai talk, curiousity at her peak. She wondered if it was confusing to have three different personalities taking over your body - how did it even work?


    "You are Ai, Ai." Siamang speaks up.


    //physcatrist sia lmao



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    [ ஜ ] Whispers from a broken heart,

    ( Streamkit / female / Trad. BC healer )

    Stream flattened her ears confused. She was trying to piece together what she was told carefully, How could she be Ai? Her name was Streamkit! Perhaps they're mistaken. ``I-I'm not sure what you mean. I'm Streamkit....`` She trailed off studying over the pelt of the Burmese molly with slightly narrowed eyes. Her distrusting gaze laid focused upon her carefully.



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    BUNSIE - MALE - 7 MOONS


    //sorry for crap post, just really wanted to post in this


    Bunsie had always been one for chaos. And fun and games, for that matter, but that was irrelevant at this moment in time.


    Being one in favor of discord and mayhem, he had always been interested in Ai and her multiple 'faces', if you will. If he had to choose a favorite, it would probably be Ene. Her spunk and talkative nature had always appealed to him.


    But this 'face' was new. And she must have never been in control of Ai's body before, because she seemed frightened, confused, and utterly lost.


    And if Bunsie spoke, he would most likely just make things worse for the poor kitten. So, for once, he decided to be patient and hold his tongue. However, he wasn't making any promises, and he would probably end up speaking anyways. Just not at this current moment in time.



    (scrollie ; ? wishy)