[closed] you can't just name a cat "cat"

[onegreeneye]

Who: The Rysligs™ (and a tigerlily)
What: After seven entire months, it’s time to bully Ginko into actually naming his tigerlily.
When: Early April, before the eruption
Where: Monstercottage (Islet 5, cottage 3)
Warnings: n/a

The sun is getting agonizingly high in the sky by the time Ginko finishes what he’d wanted to for the day. Between maintaining his garden, foraging for supplies, and visiting the most newly-arrived island (as well as given Ginko’s own tendency to get caught up in what he’s doing), it’s easy to lose track of time - but at least he doesn’t have to worry too much about having shelter when he does decide to go to sleep. Maybe about the tigerlily that’s latched onto him deciding that the spot he sleeps in is, in fact, for her, but that’s a lot less of a-- oh goddammit yeah there she is, as soon as he steps inside and takes off his protective clothing. It’s like she’s magnetized to it.

Ginko huffs and kneels down next to her, pushing at her side with one hand. She chuffs and rolls over, pressing up against his palm and remaining firmly where he wants to lie down. “Hey, c’mon, cat, move over-- seriously? You’re really doing this today, aren’t you.”

She does this at least three of every five days, so it really shouldn’t be a surprise.

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[conscientiousobject]

Epsilon has been watching the cat 'thing' unfold for a while now, and he was waiting to see if this would be one of those times that Ginko was granted a reprieve, but no such luck.

Ginko is offered no assistance, though--just the sound of Epsilon laughing from his patch of soil, where he's seated with his roots deep in the earth, like a person perched at the edge of a pond or swimming pool.

Not that Ginko knows what a swimming pool is.

Oh, and a one-liner.

"You have quite a way with plants."

[solperierat]

Ed is sprawled out belly down on the floor himself, though unlike an actual animal he has the decency to keep out of the way...mostly. Even folded his wings take up a bit of room, and his tail swishes idly side to side.

His eye cracks open when Ginko enters the shack, and watches the semi-daily scene play out with idle amusement. He still doesn't get why Ginko is so opposed to claiming ownership of the tigerlilly cub, but it's undeniably funny watching him get bullied by the thing so consistently.

Epsilon's comment earns a laugh out of him, and he props himself up on his elbows with a grin. "I think you got that the wrong way around, Epsilon."

[onegreeneye]

Wow. Wow!! Ginko scowls in their general direction - especially at Ed, he knows what you're getting at and don't you dare, buddy - before walking around to shuffle in between the tigerlily and the wall before giving her another shove. Just, try and push her out into the middle of the room.

"So, I take it I can't expect any help over here, huh?"

[conscientiousobject]

"I do understand basic animal behaviour, but I'm afraid my programming was tailored towards keeping up with human beings." The amusement hasn't gone out of Epsilon's voice. Not even a little bit.

"If you wanted a translation, though, she's saying that she likes you very much."

His vines pull in a little, curling around him.

"I think it's nice to be so loved. What do you think, Ed?"

[solperierat]

Holy fucking shit you two, you are handing this to him on a silver platter. His head drops to his crossed arms and he wheezes out a small laugh, shoulders shaking with contained mirth.

"Ffffha ha, yeah, it's--it's pretty good!"

He lifts his head again and grins brightly, looking from Epsilon to Ginko and back.

"You know he hasn't named the damn thing yet?"

[onegreeneye]

Ginko glances up to say something-- but then, of course, Epsilon has to go and say that, and Ginko has to remind himself that there’s no way he knows, while the fur on his spine prickles up and his attention snaps right back down to the tigerlily. “If-- if she likes me so much, maybe she should try letting me sleep.”

He’s almost grateful, though, that she's taken to grabbing his arms in her massive paws as he pushes her across the floor. Makes a pretty good excuse not to look at Epsilon - or at Ed, because hearing him snicker over this like a twelve-year-old is bad enough.

Once he’s got enough space, Ginko lets out a gravelly huff and lies down by the tigerlily, who does not let go of his arm and, in fact, has started trying to gnaw on it. He pushes her face away with his free hand and gives Ed a dry look over her shoulder. "You say that as if she cares, which I guarantee you she doesn't."