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Sands of time ([info]shiftingsands) wrote in [info]kings_ransom,
Nikita honestly did feel bad about growling at Lana, it was really apparent on her pretty features which were bunched up in concern. She gave Mag a slight smile, “I swear I didn’t mean to.” She pouted slightly at her friend, the pout melting into a frown. “You do too! Don’t lie. She’s lying.” Nikita looked over at Lana nodding her head.

Her head tilted a degree to the side as Lana said that she typically got that sort of reaction from the furrier species. “Huh. Me being a shapeshifter might explain it then? Since I was just in a puppy form yesterday.” She nodded her head once again, and then grinned as Lana said she’d go and so did Mag. She bounced on the balls of her feet, “Yay! I’ll be with people!” She blinked, and then rolled her eyes. “Not that I’m not around people a lot, just yeah…” Shaking her head she let out a small snort at herself.

Nikita blinked while Lana explained her powers. “Neat!” She replied, lips pursing a little bit. “That might also explain why I was growly and hissy earlier. I just get this feeling of…electricity from you? It’s hard to explain, but it’s like…” She paused, tongue slipping out to moisten her lips before she continue. “Rubbing a cat the wrong way? Yeah, I’m not making any sense.” She reached up, scratching her neck for a moment and shook her head. “But that’s the best way to describe it that I can come up with.” She gave Lana a bright smile, with a slight nod of her head.

When Mag came back into the galley, Nikita let out a low and long wolf whistle. “Nah, you’re good, and psh.” She waved a hand at Mag, “You need a girl’s night out, get away from my stinky brother.” She giggled, and lifted a shoulder. “I didn’t know anything about it until you just told me!” She bounced, “YAY! Finally.” She rolled her eyes, giving Lana a wink and a grin. “Seriously there has to be something in the water in Hawaii. Wasn’t half this bad in Paris, the city of lurve.” She purred out the last word, rolling her eyes.

She bounced around Mag and Lana, “Come on, come on let’s go!” She giggled, finally stopping and started her way out of the galley. She held the door open for both women, “After you, my dears.” She waited until both women had exited the room before she fell into step beside them. “Alright, drinking or gambling first? Or both?” She asked, swinging her hand with her clutch as her heels clicked against the flooring of the ship.


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