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[The Malnosso weren't known for their kindness, and perhaps that's why Ion was returned to the village so far from House One. He was tired and all he wanted to do was curl up somewhere and sleep... which was something he was now very capable of doing seeing as he's been transformed into a soadoptable. Those little paws of his can only walk so fast, but he manages to make it halfway to House One from the plaza before he has to stop and rest. Finding a nice soft spot of grass to lay in, he curls up and sighs, hoping he doesn't fall asleep before he can make it back home...]

[Of course, assuming he does make it back to House One safe and sound, those living there can expect to hear tiny scratches and meowing at the door... and possibly a few windows if no one hears him.]


[[ooc: ION IS NOW A KITTEN. But he won't be forever! "Green" will turn him back to normal though with a pair of cat ears and a tail because I can, but saying "Ion" will make him go right back to being a kitten. And it won't quite be an instant transformation either, so figuring out what made him change should prove to be a bit difficult. He still has a tiny pair of green wings too, but the longer his identity stays a secret, the more fun it'll be. :'D]]

[[Oh, and feel free to break time and space and try to take him home! |D]]

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[NOPE.]

[Just as soon as he tried to speak up, he was back to being a kitten again. He looks up at Dist, who certainly didn't just grow 10 feet taller, and then look down at his... paws.]

[SIGH.]

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[ashgrs--um. Wh-What the hell just happened here? Dist is pretty sure he just saw this cat become Ion for all of two seconds. He stares, baffled, at the little cat, then into his tea, then back to the cat. He's not crazy, right? He really did just see this kitten become Ion, right?

Dist kneels down, scooping the tiny animal into his hands, under its arms, and just...looks at it.]

F-Fon Master?

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[The kitten nods with a somewhat defeated meow. Well... at least he found out a way to tell someone it was him. Though he has no idea how that just happened... and why did he change back so soon right after?]

[The malnosso have a twisted sense of humor...]

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So...you've returned.

[He is talking to a cat. Man, Dist seriously wishes no one else is home to walk in on this. Bringing the little kitty a bit closer, so he can rest more against his arm, Dist looks down at him. This is so weird. If it was just a cat, this wouldn't feel so...odd, but knowing it's Ion now...rrrgh. The awkwardness just shoots through the roof. Should he put the little thing down? Ion in cat form was kind of adora--no! Nooo, he's not cute at all! Even that squeaky little mew...hfjs.]

I can't say I'm not pleased to see you, Fon Master, but in such a circumstance...can you change back again somehow?

[Please don't turn back while he's hold you.]

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[Ion shakes his head. He just changed back, but... he has no idea how he did it.]

[...also, don't mind him starting to fall asleep in your arms, Dist. As awkward as this is, Dist is so warm and Ion is so tired... he had to walk all the way here by himself! And his little paws can only move so fast.]

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[Okay, as strange as it is to have Ion fall asleep against his chest like this, or having anything do that, really, it...was kind of cute. The little kitten was utterly tiny, e-even if it was really Ion. Dist sighed, moving to take him somewhere a bit more comfortable, idly petting over his back slowly with one hand. This was going to be really troublesome, but Dist is pretty sure the women of the house would cater to the little kitty better than he would.

But he will, at least, let him rest on a pillow in his own room, leaving the door open in case he needed to get out.]

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[Ion doesn't stir even when Dist sets him down to rest. He'll probably sleep like that the rest of the day... and he does. Which means that when he wakes up, it's rather late at night. He isn't sure how late, but he knows he's definitely awake. After a few failed attempts to return to sleep, he'll get up and decide to wander around the house a while. Maybe someone else is still awake...?]

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[Who other than Dist would be awake at that hour? He's practically an insomniac, lounging in bed and reading up on a bit of music. His door is open a crack as well, as he write down a few things offhandedly. He still wanted to finish his composition, but he'd need Tear's help with it...and he really wasn't sure if he even should ask the melodist. They hadn't spoken much since...she returned to "normal". And even before then he'd kept his distance.

Dist sighs, puts away the music book, and bring over a notepad, sketching out some ideas on future builds and experiments. And toying with past ideas. With Van here now, a fonic shield or barricade of some sort would be extremely beneficial.]

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[Ion spies that cracked door and gently pushes it open with a paw, the door creaking just a bit as he patters on inside. And just in case Dist is too focused on his work to notice Ion's quiet entrance, he'll just make his way over to the side of Dist's chair and meow softly up at him. He just woke up, so it might be a bit squeakier (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njrc_WZWh5Q) than usual.]

[Hope that didn't surprise you or anything, Dist.]

[Action] ...that video. ;w;

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[Dist, so absorbed in his work, barely hears the squeak of his door, and the little's kitten's presence is ignored completely. He doesn't seem to notice the little intruder even came in, it being so small and so silent. He continues his work diligently, scrawling on various sheets of paper, his face screwing up in frustration when he hits a block. A few paper are crumpled up even, and deposited into a wastebasket close by.

It's only when Ion mewls that Dist finally realizes he's not alone. He jumps, thudding his knee against his desk, and hisses in pain. Dist looks down at the intruder, intending to murder whoever or whatever it was, but...rrgh. Cat.

Ion. Ion is a cat. Dist shuts his eyes, grits his teeth, and rubs his aching knee.]

Still a feline I see...

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[Ion winces when Dist hits his knee, ducking his head low to the ground and mewing apologetically. He takes a few steps back, looking to see if there's a spot on Dist's bed for him to sit on since the floor wasn't exactly comfortable... ah!]

[And so, he tries to jump. "Try" being the keyword here, since Ion doesn't want to claw up Dist's blankets and he isn't exactly a professional cat yet. He jumps up and makes it to the edge before sliding down the side, landing in a small heap on the floor.]

[D-Derp...]

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[Okay that actually makes Dist laugh, as he rubs his aching knee. Ugh, it's going to bruise, he knows it... Luckily for Ion, being a tiny and failure of a cat makes him pretty damn cute. Dist stands and approaches him, picking him up easily with one hand. He was so tiny. No wonder he couldn't get up to high places.]

Not quite so easy being this way, is it? You haven't found out the means to change you back, Fon Master? [Dist sets Ion down on his bed, unable to help it when his fingers rub under the kitty's chin.]

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[Ion squeaks in protest when he's grabbed, though he won't make any attempt to struggle or get away. He shakes his head as he's set down on the bed... he may be a cat, but at least he's not alone, right?]

[Oh, and he'll crane his neck a little when Dist's fingers runs along his chin. It just feels nice, okay?]

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[Dist continues to pet the little kitten, chuckling quietly. Honestly, the feline was cute, even if in the back of his mind Dist knew it was Ion. He just...couldn't help it. It was a compulsive thing, to just lavish him with attention when he was tiny like this. At least this animal wasn't capable of setting him on fire if it got upset, either.]

I hope you haven't come here expecting me to play with you. I'm afraid that's not my area of expertise...try Tear, I'm sure she'd be more than happy to find a green feline in her room the next morning.

[Herpa-derp. Dist doesn't realize he said the trigger word, and just goes on to pet Ion's head.]

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[Oh, well, this may be a tad embarrassing. The pets just felt so nice, Ion couldn't help but nuzzle against Dist's hand a little. But with a poof of smoke, the kitten!Ion is gone and instead Dist is not patting the head of the normal!Ion. Though he still has a pair of dark green cat ears and a matching tail. Dist should notice the latter first, given his hand is nestled right between them.]

I... I'm back to normal again?

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[With a startled yelp, Dist recoils his hand, practically jerking back from Ion and--...c-cat ears. Dist stares then glances downward and...yes, the Fon Master also has a cat's tail. This...has just become a whole lot more awkward. Please to be getting off his bed, Nyan Master.]

I-Indeed you are... [He glances back to the ears, and nods to them.] Mostly, at the very least...

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Mostly? What do you me-- [Why yes, he did just reach up and discover his cat ears. His eyes widen just a bit, especially since the ears even twitch when he touches them. Why yes, those are very much real. Sob.]

[Of course, that's not nearly as bad as when he turns and discovers he has a tail. Somehow that is significantly worse. His cheeks color a bit as the ears atop his head appear to droop, the tail trying in vain to hide behind him.]

I... suppose this is another affect of the kidnapping as well. [He doesn't sound too thrilled about it.]

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[Dist watches the cat ears and tail with interest and a bit of unease. Good lord, they were really functional...much like the wings the Malnosso adorned everyone with. Dist flutters his own out of pure reflex and glances off to the side. But why did Ion suddenly become a human now of all times? He'd been fine for hours on end, as a cat. Surely then, that meant it didn't have a timer on it, but--]

...Feline? Play? [He glances back at Ion expectantly. What else did he say before?]

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[Dude, are you trying to change him back into a cat? Rude. Of course, Ion isn't quite making that connection and just stares at Dist instead.]

Er... what?

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[He's trying to find out what changes you into a cat so he can avoid doing it again, GOD. It's strange enough knowing the kitty he was kind of cuddling was Ion...having Ion change suddenly would just be...odd. Dist wants to avoid that, thanks. Go away, Mr. Hansen.]

If my assumption is correct, Fon Master Ion, there is a trigger word that changes your form to and from a cat. If we can find it, we may be able to keep you human for a longer period of time.

[OR MAYBE NOT. ]

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[GODDAMNIT welp, there he goes again. There's a poof of smoke and suddenly kitten!Ion is once more sitting on the bed staring up at Dist. He blinks a few times, wondering what just happened... and then proceeds to make a face up at Dist.]

[You had to test it, huh... SIGH.]

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[djfkds--! SUDDENLY CAT.]

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[Oh, come on! He didn't say a single word of what he said before! Does the word change every few minutes, maybe, like a fonslot seal? That could be...very problematic.]

M-My apologies, Fon Master... I-It's possible there are two words, perhaps, or the words changes periodically. I'm uncertain, but I do hope the latter is not the case. [He scowls, closing his eyes and rubbing his temples. This is annoying. it's late, Ion is a cat in his room, and he kind of wants to go to bed and not deal with this.] ...Would it be all right if I tried once more? Nod yes or no.

[If he can say both the two sentences (given that he remembers them exactly) slowly, each word, then he may know which is and isn't the trigger.]

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[Actually, you know what? The only thing worse than turning into a cat is turning into a cat and then into a person and then into a cat and then back to a person. Nevermind the awkwardness of it all; it's not very pleasant either!]

[He's probably just bothering Dist right now, anyway. Maybe he should just go hide in his room until the effects completely wear off? He turns, as if meaning to just hop down off the bed--]



[When he missteps and ends up rolling off the bed and onto the floor instead. Pfffft.]

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[Wow, fail cat. Dist blinks, leans over his bed to check if the kitty was all right, then...just begins to laugh. Wow. No, seriously, wow. He laughs for a solid few minutes, and bends over to right Ion onto his feet and gives his back a long, gentle stroke. There, there.]

Not very coordinated, are you, Fon Master? Do you need me to take you back to your room? I could bring a pillow for you to sleep on...lest you fall off your very own bed.

[SNERK.]