"As cheesy as these may seem, I really did miss you a lot. And I’m sorry for trying to push you away."

Roses.  He’d bought her roses: the flower most significant of romantic love.  It was indeed a very cheesy gesture, particularly for Alphonse - she knew he preferred much more subtle references - but still, Cait adored them.
The brunette brought them close to her face, sniffing daintily.  Beautiful.
"Thank you, Alphonse."  She truly meant it.   Such a sweet gesture…

"As cheesy as these may seem, I really did miss you a lot. And I’m sorry for trying to push you away."

Roses.  He’d bought her roses: the flower most significant of romantic love.  It was indeed a very cheesy gesture, particularly for Alphonse - she knew he preferred much more subtle references - but still, Cait adored them.

The brunette brought them close to her face, sniffing daintily.  Beautiful.

"Thank you, Alphonse."  She truly meant it.   Such a sweet gesture…


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thatwhichyoucancallarose: "Why are you following me." Cait stared a hole straight into the woman's face, her gaze was so intense. In all honesty, the brunette wasn't entirely sure this girl was actually following her persay - but she had been walking to close for the Homunculus's comfort zone to allow. She was very suspicious, after all.

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"Following?" Did this woman have a grasp on what a better word would’ve been, such as ‘why are you here’? Why would she be ‘following’ anyone? She had been simply trying to move quickly-but she had to admit that she didn’t notice the woman. "Um, sorry about that, miss. I’ll stop."

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As she made her way across the sidewalk, she began to relax herself. If she showed not even the slightest sign of discomfort (because perhaps the woman might see her) she’d be better off. There was no need to make a fuss over it all. She was an idiot, that was that.

But would she even stop making mistakes like that? Could it be that simple? Why would they continue even when she was wary of them?

But then she heard the woman’s voice again. Kitty slowly stepped back a bit, and turned around. “….really? Well-it’s okay. I understand-I myself can have a bit of a hard time suppressing my emotions on bad days. But it’s okay, r-really.”

At the acceptance of the apology, and the stuttered babbling following it, Caitlin felt her heart reach out towards the girl in empathy.  Yes, she had known how it felt, once upon a time - wearing her emotions on her sleeve, more passionate than the flames of a fire in the hearth… it was not an easy position to be in.  But one could not change their personality - unless they died.

Which she had, once upon a time.

She mustered a smile onto her face quickly, ever the quaint and gentle girl she should be around the public.  ”Thank you for accepting my apology, Miss.  May I take your name?”


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“You have been gone forever and the first thing you do is poke me?”

Kit eyed Cait suspiciously as she seemed to take a bit longer to reply, not to mention she had this certain look in her eyes. It was one she saw a few times before, didn’t take her long to put two and two together to realize she was lying. “I see….” She rubbed her chin slightly before shrugging and deciding to drop the subject, for now at least. “Suppose you could, not like my place is a mess and if you really want too.”

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"Why I got him as I wanted a large dog." Kit grinned, the woman said he might not get that big as he appeared to be the runt of the litter. How wrong she was. "Hopefully he remembers you, don’t get too offended if he growls at you. Just will need to get used to you again." She unfolded her arms and motioned Cait to follow her. "Well come on if you want to come visit, could make tea and I know I got a bunch of food kicking around if you are hungry."

A growling dog was the least of Cait’s worries.  She was sure, without a doubt, that Bear would indeed growl at her presence - not for the lack of familiarity, but moreso for the cold chill of her body, the lack of true life flowing through her veins.  Animals had a keen sense of the supernatural and the ‘wrong’, and the brunette could not deny she found it admirable.

"Now?  That would be nice, thank you."  Cait moved after Kit instinctively, her mind greatly relieved that the other had ceased questioning of houses and homes.  She could only assume that, sharp as the blond was, she had chosen to drop the subject and had noticed how uncomfortable it had made the brunette.




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thatwhichyoucancallarose: "Why are you following me." Cait stared a hole straight into the woman's face, her gaze was so intense. In all honesty, the brunette wasn't entirely sure this girl was actually following her persay - but she had been walking to close for the Homunculus's comfort zone to allow. She was very suspicious, after all.

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"Following?" Did this woman have a grasp on what a better word would’ve been, such as ‘why are you here’? Why would she be ‘following’ anyone? She had been simply trying to move quickly-but she had to admit that she didn’t notice the woman. "Um, sorry about that, miss. I’ll stop."

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Yeah, it was something she needed to work on quite a bit. For she could get so distracted easily, even when she put her mind into doing something in particular. And it didn’t help that her delusions from being sick were still slightly kicking in. 

But she hoped she didn’t annoy the woman too much. Hand pressed slightly to the side of her mouth, trying to think of a response. “O-of course. Again, sorry about that.” She stepped over, and began to slowly continue on her way.

… Her nose wrinkled at the stutter.  Definitely a convincing actor, for one so young and seemingly delicate.  Then again, she herself appeared delicate and carried an act just fine!

But Cait’s near fine sense of character detected that perhaps this girl was not in the wrong here: at all.    And if that was true, then she should apologise, and very, very quickly.  Giving someone the wrong impression and allowing them to leave with it was not something Cait desired, particularly incase they happened upon each other again.  If anything, it would arouse suspicion.

"My apologies," the Homunculus called after her.  Waiting to see if the girl would stop, she continued on.  "I spoke too harshly.  It’s been a trying morning for me and I took it out on you, a stranger."


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"Following?" Did this woman have a grasp on what a better word would’ve been, such as ‘why are you here’? Why would she be ‘following’ anyone? She had been simply trying to move quickly-but she had to admit that she didn’t notice the woman. "Um, sorry about that, miss. I’ll stop."

The display of surprise and innocence was rather convincing.  For a moment, Cait debated on whether or not this girl was telling her the truth - she had to remind herself that not everyone in Amestris was a lying, bloodthirsty and murderous aggravator.  Yet it was the attention she herself seemed to draw from the selection of civilians she was surrounded by.

"Good."  It was a curt response; for the Homunculus was still eyeing the woman up for any last signs of hostility.  There appeared to be none… perhaps she was erring on the side of caution here.  "Then turn around and leave me be."


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