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Raksha Keller (soulofhonor) wrote in chances_rpg,
@ 2022-02-20 13:26:00

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!gamewide plot (generic), marvel: molly hayes (comics), ~!game plot: age, ~ex: night world raksha keller

Log: Molly Hayes + Raksha Keller

20 February

Molly Hayes + Raksha Keller
PG | In Progress

Raksha had thought things were going well at this home. She hadn't gotten in trouble once for scratching the sofa, and she could mostly shift between forms without getting stuck anymore. But here she was tangled in sheets and a too big nightgown, in a strange bed, in a strange bedroom, with unfamiliar sounds and smells from the beyond the door. She couldn't remember having any accidents, but maybe Mama Iris had changed her mind. None of the clothes in the new room fit her, and she could explore better shifted anyway. Raksha transformed into her panther form and poked her nose around the edge of the door.

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mrswolverine
2022-02-20 07:26 pm UTC (link)

Molly was still weirded out by, well, everything that had been going on since she'd woken up the day prior. She didn't understand why she was there but it was clear that not only had a version of her been there but that others were suddenly not the age they should have been. So many children without their parents. Molly's heart went out to them. Her parents had been evil but they'd been her parents. And then she was an orphan.

She was digging into the marshmallow cereal (with her name written on the box in cherry-scented marker) when she heard a small commotion from the room of her new roommate. Molly set the spoon down and went to check on Keller, stopping as a small black muzzle (or at least she thought that was the right terminology) poked around the slightly-open door. "Keller--?" Molly gasped, immediately going gooey in her tone as she crouched. "Kitty! Hi sweetheart," she said, grinning as she offered her fingers for either sniffing or being pet. What a cutie! She didn't care that this was clearly not a housecat. Just like all canines were puppies, all felines were kitties.

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soulofhonor
2022-02-20 08:14 pm UTC (link)

Startled, Raksha drew back automatically. That was definitely not Mama Iris, although the woman seemed to know Raksha's last name. Some people found it easier to say than her first, even if some of the boys at school liked to tease by turning it into 'killer.' She didn't seem angry or frightened, however, and Raksha wouldn't learn anything by running back and hiding under the bed. After a moment, she leaned forward tentatively, braced to flee, and sniffed at the outstretched fingers.

Cherry and marshmallow and sweet milk... she flicked her tongue across her teeth and then darted past the woman in search of the original source of the scent. It didn't take long to find the kitchen table and leap to the seat of a chair. She was just reaching to bat over the box of cereal when she remembered her foster mother's rule - no paws at the table - and she stopped and shivered until she stretched into - mostly - human form. The pointed ears and tail did not go entirely away and a finer fur stretched over her neck and shoulders, but that was mostly covered by her black hair. "Lucky Charms?" she asked, hopefully.

And then again, nervously, "Are you my new foster mom?"

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mrswolverine
2022-02-20 09:31 pm UTC (link)

Molly held her breath, clamping down on the instinct to speak and try to reassure the feline. Just a baby, she knew that much. But then the cub darted past her. "Hey! Wait!" Molly turned and watched the black feline go for her cereal.

And then turn into a girl.

Molly blinked. "Well that makes it easier to talk to you at least," she said, grinning. Molly was a mutant, after all, and Xavin was an alien shapeshifter. It took a lot more than that to give her pause. "Yeah, I can pour you a bowl of your own if you like?" Molly asked as she made her way to the kitchen to get a bowel, a spoon, and the milk from the refrigerator.

"No, I'm not your foster mom. I'm too young to be any kind of mom," she added. Molly moved her bowl of cereal further from the girl and went about pouring a fresh bowl. "I'm Molly, though. We can be friends?"

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soulofhonor
2022-02-20 10:22 pm UTC (link)

Raksha smiled tentatively. "That's what Mama Iris says." Her eyes followed Molly closely as she prepared the cereal. "Yes, please." Mama Iris believed in manners. Speaking of which, Raksha remembered to smooth her oversized nightgown into something more tidy.

Her nose twitched, even though she didn't have whiskers in this form. "She's not mad?" Raksha asked, adding automatically, "Raksha Keller. I didn't mean to shred the curtains."

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mrswolverine
2022-02-20 11:50 pm UTC (link)

While the girl smoothed her nightgown, Molly finished setting her up with a bowl of cereal and then slid into the chair she'd moved her own bowl in front of. "Is who mad?" Molly asked, pausing at the mention of the curtains.

"Curtains can be replaced," she said, carefully, certain that was true. Maybe she should ask someone. She watched Keller in a new light - because this was Keller, who had introduced herself to Molly just yesterday. "I still make mistakes every now and then. I'm super strong. Sometimes I forget how strong if I'm upset." She reached out and poked at the box of Lucky Charms. "Which marshmallow is your favorite?"

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soulofhonor
2022-02-21 12:34 am UTC (link)

Don't lap. Mindful of the curtains now, Raksha wanted to be on her best behavior. "Mama Iris. I'm not supposed to shred, but it feels good on my claws, and I forget." Her expression shadowed. "I don't want to get 'placed again."

Molly's revelation was curious, however. The little girl pointed at the blue crescent on the box, and answered almost offhandedly, "The moon, of course." She sniffed again. "You're not a shifter." She would have noticed that right away. "Or a vampire." True, Raksha hadn't actually met many vampires, but those few were unmistakable.

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mrswolverine
2022-02-21 04:35 pm UTC (link)

Molly paused and tried to recall everything she knew about cats. They liked to scratch on things but it might be offensive to find a cat tower. She could do an internet search, though. "It's okay. We'll figure it out," Molly said, quietly, and gave a smile.

She tucked back in to her cereal and shook her head since her mouth was full. "I'm a mutant," Molly said, once she'd swallowed. "Mutants are humans but with a mutated gene and we get powers from it. So like I am super strong. But another mutant, like Wolverine, has super fast healing." And claws, but that might have confused the girl. Claws but not a cat? "Is Mama Iris your foster mom?"

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soulofhonor
2022-02-22 01:48 am UTC (link)

Mutants were a strange idea. Humans didn't have powers. That was why Night Worlders looked down on them and Daybreakers tried to protect them. Raksha nodded. "She's a witch. I heal faster than she does except when I touched the iron. Or Aunt Melia's silver knife, but not as fast as vampires." That wasn't something Raksha wanted to think about it.

She ducked her head and focused on slurping up her cereal while not thinking about it. After a few moments, she looked up with another question. "Why is Wolverine a mutant and not a shifter? Mama Iris says werewolves are still shifters no matter what people say." Unconsciously, Raksha echoed her foster mother's tone. Mama Iris hadn't made it sound like a good thing in either case.

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mrswolverine
2022-02-25 01:07 am UTC (link)

Molly paused and tipped her head in thought. It was an easy answer for anyone who knew what mutants were but Keller had no idea. "Well, where I come from, it's basically a normal human or a mutant," she said, slowly. Or an alien. Or an Asgardian. Or a God... "A mutant might have the power to shift in some kind of way or they might have something else entirely. So, like, my friend Xavin," who wasn't a mutant but an alien and Molly didn't think that was relevant at the moment, "can shift to look like someone else. But my other friend, Klara, can control plants and make flowers and stuff."

She chased a marshmallow rainbow to the edge of her bowl and spooned it up. "But all that's just where I come from. Where we are? Apparently we have people from lots of different worlds and universes. What I know isn't the same as what you know. That kind of thing," Molly went on to explain. "And things are double-weird right now because I guess I'm supposed to be more like your age right now but I'm not. I don't really know what to do about that."

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