❝︎ Hah! Nope, you’re alive and well. ❞
Nyanja helped Jill stand up. Backing away which makes the other individual really see what this Nekomata looks like.
❝︎ My names Nyanja! What’s yours, pretty lady? ❞
Least he’s being respectful… hopefully.
— 𝗡𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗝𝗔
"Still wondering if I am," she muttered in confusion...
She was talking to a cat right now.
Even with all the fucked up shit she's been exposed to, this was new levels of bizarre.
𝐉𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄
❝︎ Come on…! ❞
No… best not. She must’ve been really injured. Luckily the Med-Mist healed whatever physical wounds she had.
Seeing her rise up made him sigh in relief.
❝︎ Phew! Thank god, thought you were dead for good. ❞
And who saved her life? A.. talking cat, with two tails and a metal arm. (💧)
— 𝗡𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗝𝗔
No reaction at first.
Then sputtering followed by long drawn out breaths.
"Anyone catch the RPG munition that struck me . . ."
Best not tell her it was a nerf dart that did her in . . . 💧
𝐉𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄
Drops the nerf gun. Did he just /kill/ a top agent?!
Going through his backpack and. . . Aha! He’s got some Med-Mist!
❝︎ No way you’re dying on me now, random stranger! ❞
Cue the Two-Tailed cat spraying it on Jill to heal her.
— 𝗡𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗝𝗔
Her vitals actually happened to be pretty low at that moment.
The nerf dart was enough to cause her untimely demise . . .
🥀🪦🥀
𝐉𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄
Shoots a nerf dart at her.
Why does the cat have a nerf gun on hand? For situations like this! (✨)
