[ he steps precariously, carefully, his eyes darting back to where he entered. when he sees the hatch, he softly lowers selina near it. the cat rubs against gator's leg, back and forth, meowing. he then approaches selina, looking up at her and sitting, tail flicking this way and that. gator's brows raise, but he leans down to open the hatch, revealing the ladder below. ]
[ gator crawls down the ladder, but only halfway. he raises his arms, fingers beckoning. he glances at the cat, then to selina, giving a firm nod with his chin. ]
Let's go, kitty cats.
[ he smiles despite himself, dark eyes trailing down selina until he hits the wound again. his smile melts, and he needs to get her medical attention immediately. he gazes back up into selina's eyes, then nods again. ]
Aye aye, captain. Alright little man, up on the shoulder.
[ She gives the cat a little push on his rump to get him moving, and he's clever enough to sort of drape himself over her shoulders like a weird little scarf. He still has to dig his claws into her a bit to stay steady but she doesn't mind. She's used to that.
Hissing with pain, she lowers herself down through the hatch toward Gator's waiting arms. ]
You know what the worst part is? The fucker got my backpack.
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[ he steps precariously, carefully, his eyes darting back to where he entered. when he sees the hatch, he softly lowers selina near it. the cat rubs against gator's leg, back and forth, meowing. he then approaches selina, looking up at her and sitting, tail flicking this way and that. gator's brows raise, but he leans down to open the hatch, revealing the ladder below. ]
I'll go first, then I'll lower you down, yeah?
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[ Selina pets the cat, and then pats her chest. ]
Okay. Gator carries me and I carry you.
[ With another meow the cat crawls into her arms, almost seeming to be deliberately avoiding stepping on her injured leg. ]
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Let's go, kitty cats.
[ he smiles despite himself, dark eyes trailing down selina until he hits the wound again. his smile melts, and he needs to get her medical attention immediately. he gazes back up into selina's eyes, then nods again. ]
C'mon, baby. I'll carry you down.
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[ She gives the cat a little push on his rump to get him moving, and he's clever enough to sort of drape himself over her shoulders like a weird little scarf. He still has to dig his claws into her a bit to stay steady but she doesn't mind. She's used to that.
Hissing with pain, she lowers herself down through the hatch toward Gator's waiting arms. ]
You know what the worst part is? The fucker got my backpack.