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[shamebat]

Hello, this is Nadja. Please leave a message and I will return to it later.

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[shamebat]

"Ooh, yes. Mice, or bats, or a nice lizard. All would be lovely pets for you." She says, thinking.

"You know my husband Laszlo has a very keen ability with all animals. We could ask him."

[dog_lover]

"I've never met him," she admits with a shrug, "but they all sound like a nice option. As long as they would feel soft."

She doesn't like being alone. At all. Even a little bit. If she's honest, this has been one of the hardest things since she came here.

[shamebat]

She thinks for a minute and then gets up to leave the room. "Stay here a moment."

When Nadja returns, she's bearing the angry-looking bearskin rug with head attached, that she puts over Makima's shoulders, lap, and legs.

"This is the bear that murdered my mother. I later came back to kill him and skin him. Now I will give him to you, so you can know that some part of me will always be there to protect you."

[dog_lover]

Makima blinks.

She looks... tiny. Almost adorable underneath the bearskin rug. And when she hears the story?

She almost feels sick with the mix of warmth and rage. With how much it makes her feel and how much she hates that she's being made to feel something.

She's surprised when she finds her own hand sliding over the fur, testing it, seeing whether it's soft or coarse.

She looks up at Nadja and her eyes are carefully blank. Very carefully.

"Thank you, Nadja."

[shamebat]

Nadja nods, pleased she could make Makima at least a little bit more comfortable. The bear is snarling but its pelt is very soft. It's been expertly taxidermied, probably by Nadja herself.

"It will keep you company until we can get you some adorable little animals."

[dog_lover]

...she very much doesn't know what to do. She wants to wrap the bear around her.

She wants to rip it to shreds.

She can't do the second one because it would hurt Nadja.

She wants to hurt Nadja.

She wants to get her gun back.

But she hates that she has to get it through Nadja.

"I should probably bring it back to my cabin."

[shamebat]

She stands up to help Makima out of her cabin.

"Yes. This was a lot for one day."

[dog_lover]

Makima can carry the bear. It's just... a lot and she doesn't want to drag it on the ground. She'll probably put it on the ground in her cabin, though. And lay on it a lot.

And then ignore it for a while.

"Yes. For both of us, I'd think."

[shamebat]

She gathers up the tail end of the bear with two fingers. Vampire strength comes in handy sometimes.

"And I will expect the Admiral to get back to us shortly. Here we are! Now, take good care of him, he's a maneater."

[dog_lover]

"That makes three of us," she says and she gives Nadja a little smile.

[shamebat]

Oh, no. Her new inmate is funny.

Nadja, delighted, giggles and holds the door open for her.

"Go rest, my little maneater. We will talk again soon."

[dog_lover]

She nods... and then she'll head back to her room.