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[i_got_this]

Who| South Dakota and You!
What| South making bad-life decisions (aka brother avoidance)
Where| Around the Ship and Legion World
When| First half of March
Warnings/Notes| Language, will add as necessary

South Dakota has never been accused of being a wholly mature person who makes informed decisions after careful consideration. Case in point, when her twin brother arrives on Legion she does her best to avoid him; she's not ready to give up her new-found Independence. On the same hand, though, he's always been an intergral part of her life and the moments she'd spent here without him always felt weird on some level.

So, with these two warring sides, she's been attempting to avoid him in general, and using her power to assume other people's personas when she couldn't sneak past him. So sometimes you might run into someone you swore you just left somewhere else, or - as the case is as the month wears on - you might see someone transforming into someone else as she comes or goes from where ever North is currently.

Feel free to run into any of the following that are actually South Dakota in disguise; South Dakota, America, Dave Strider, Texas, Robbie, or perhaps even random animals.

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[agnominal]

Depending on the animal, it may attract the interest of a kitten that still isn't convinced that life on a leash is for her.

Luna is currently dragging her harness behind her and stalking the halls, when she sees that flicker of movement. Immediately she hunches down, creeping after the movement, as any kitten worth her salt would.

[the_civilian]

Tadashi pauses as he catches movement out of the corner of his eye. It's down low enough that he assumes it must be some kind of animal -- even the Athramites aren't that short, and they'd have little reason to be stalking him around Legion World when he'd just had them make another bodysuit after he'd torn his surfing on the Hab Deck.

"Hey kitty-kitty," he says, crouching down and extending a hand in that direction. He assumes it's a cat. A lot of people seem to be bringing cats in lately, maybe one of them has gotten lost.

"Pss pss pss pss." He flutters his fingers in an encouraging motion. "Here kitty."

[a_shadow]

It's completely unexpected when Tex sees the other soldier—she's turning a corner in the ship, making her way from one area to another—and she stops dead in her tracks when she nearly collides with...herself?

"What the fuck?"

slides in here finally

[vata]

"I don't believe this." Animals. Animals everywhere, lately. How many kittens has she held in the last few weeks? More than she ever has in years, come to think of it. Still, if someone's lost their pet, they're going to start crying about it soon enough...and that means she might earn a few brownie points for returning it to its rightful owner.

Hence why she reaches down to scoop up that poor little thing almost as quickly as she sees it.

left it intentionally vague for your purposes!

[muroieda]

Animals are always friends!

You'd think that someone that grew up in the irradiated Australian wilderness would know better than to approach an unfamiliar animal, especially one that seems removed from its usual habitat. But here Junkrat is, reaching out with a metal hand to pet and greet this creature.

"Awh, g'day there! Didja get lost, mate?"

[goddamngrenades]

Oh what a cute little kitten wandering around on it's own. A sweet, unassuming cat that doesn't belong to anyone and really shouldn't be wandering out all alone. No collar, no leash- York's pretty sure he knows what's going on. Crouching down to scoop her up? Isn't that big of a deal.

"Now what are you doing out here all on your own?"

[nofortunateson]

North wouldn't say that he's looking for South, exactly. But he has made it his business to know where her habitat is. And to heavily favor the routes that pass it and its access points as he moves about his day. Once or twice he thinks he's sure he sees her, darting out of sight just as he comes into view. And he takes a deep breath, and tells himself that she's not hurting herself or anyone else, and that she's bound to get tired of doing this eventually. He tells himself that he's absolutely fine with waiting, and that this isn't bothering him even a little bit, at all.

It's not always convincing, but it's a mantra he's become very good at reciting, all the same.

He stays friendly - that, at least, is second nature. So when he spots America, he lifts his hand in genuinely pleased greeting. "Beeny, hey, where're you going?" He quirks a grin, obviously teasing. "Sim rooms are the other way."