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AC: :33 < kanayaaaaaaaa!!!
AC: :33 < *ac scampers into the room and jumps into your lap*
GA: What
GA: What Is It
AC: :33 < *ac bounces right out of your lap again and zooms around chasing invisible strings*
AC: :33 < kanaya
AC: :33 < i cant even
AC: :33 < *ac flails!*
GA: Nepeta
GA: Take A Breath
GA: Are You In Danger
AC: :33 < no
AC: :33 < not danger purrcisely
AC: :33 < i mean
AC: :33 < nnnnnnnnnnnngh
AC: :33 < *ac breathes*
AC: :33 < karkatjustaskedmeonadate
AC: :33 < *ac rolls over on her back kicking furriously at something!*
GA: Ellipses
GA: Wait
GA: Did You Just Say Karkat Asked You Out
AC: :33 < yes yes yes!
AC: :33 < kanaya what do I DO
AC: :33 < ive nefur b33n on a date before i dont even know
AC: :33 < *ac hides under the nearest piece of furniture*
GA: Neither Have I Mind You
GA: When Is The Date
AC: :33 < furiday night!
AC: :33 < and he said
AC: :33 < 'wear something nice'
AC: :33 < *ac wails* kanaya what do I weeeeeeear
GA: Okay
GA: I Can Help There
GA: I Am Me After All
GA: Come Up To My Block And I Will Help You
AC: :33 < okay
AC: :33 < im on my way
AC: :33 < *ac jumps back up into your lap and tries to hide under your arm*
GA: Ga Pets The Kitten To Try And Comfort Her
GA: I Will See You Soon

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There's a timid knock on the door of Kanaya's room.

AC: :33 < *ac scratches at the door to be let in!*

It barely takes any time at all for Kanaya's door to swing open, and the troll inside to quickly usher her small friend inside.

"Hello, Nepeta."

Nepeta slips in quickly and flops down into the pile of fabrics at once.

"Mrowr," she complains.

Kanaya follows at a more sedate pace.

"Do You Need A Few Moments To Calm Yourself, First?"

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"No I'm okay."

She sits up and gingerly prods one of the pieces of fabric she's sitting on, something silky and deep pink.

She arrives at Nepeta's side soon enough, settling beside her on the fabric.

"Alright Then. Now, Did You Want To Wear A Dress, Or Are You More Comfortable In Pants?"

Nepeta shuffles her feet a little. "I nefur wore a dress before. Is it hard?"

"I Don't Find It Particularly Troublesome, No, But It Depends On One's Taste. Shall We Find You One To Try On?"

"Yes let's!"

Beat.

"I should purrobably take off my coat at least."

"Yes," she answers, already moving through the room to gather up various dresses with Nepeta's own symbol on them, and a few without.

"I Will Set Up A Screen For You, Too, If You Wanted Some Privacy While You Change."

She shrugs agreeably. Might as well!

Pretty soon she's behind the screen, with various garments strewn on the floor.

Kanaya...is in her element. As they burn through dress after dress, Kanaya comes up with more and more outfits, borrowing bits and pieces from other outfits to make a whole. Sure, it'd take some alterations, but that's easy.

Nepeta is fascinated at first, then discouraged, then frustrated.

And, finally, wailing.

With the wailing comes comfort, and Kanaya wraps her arms around the distraught girl.

"Don't You Worry, We'll Find You Something You Like. We Still Have Plenty Of Time."

She leans against Kanaya. "But what if I look terrible in efurything?"

"You Won't. I'll Make Sure Of It, Even If I Have To Stay Awake Until Friday, Making You One From Scratch."

She sniffs. "Really?"

Kanaya nods solemnly.

"Really."

Usually Nepeta's hugs are the pouncey kind. This one's just a hug, tight and warm.

"Thanks."

She smiles, hugging back.

"Now, Did You Wish To Continue, Or Take A Little Break?"

She squares her jaw. "Let's k33p going."

At least they're getting closer to something that looks good on her. They've eliminated entire families of color and style, narrowing in on something dark, slinky ... feline.

Kanaya nods, her mind whirling. Dark, slinky, feline.

She blinks.

"I Think I Know Which One You Should Wear."

Nepeta looks up from the close-but-not-quite dress she's just taken off.

"Which one?"

"I Do Not Have It Made Yet, Though The Fabric Is..."

Cue frantic digging.

"Ah! Here!"

Nepeta stares.

It's black velvet with a green pattern on it, something that might be the pattern of shadows created by moonlight through leaves or might be the fur of some great jungle cat. Or the latter hiding in the former, crouched and ready to pounce.

Slowly she starts to smile.

That smile is all she needs, and Kanaya immediately set herself upon Nepeta, draping the fabric this way and that, pinning it, and getting her to move around to see it shifts around her.