[Whatever Hux intends, Maketh is prepared. Either it's a trap and he's going to attempt killing her, or he's bringing alcohol. The odds are evenly split.
She keeps her pistol close, just in case.
The knock on her door comes promptly. Maketh opens it with narrowed eyes.]
[He took his coat off, folding it and the blanket he had held the cat in neatly before setting them aside. He had been in her apartment before so he only glanced around as he sat on one of the living room chairs.]
Being killed by a housecat would be an embarrassing way to die, wouldn't it?
[She goes and sets out glasses, since apparently they're being proper about this. The cat follows her, tail in the air, and studiously pretending its full attention is on the floor and not her boots. Maketh isn't certain it actually has eyes.
Stars above. What has she signed up for?]
Less embarrassing than getting offed by a loth-cat.
[She pours the whiskey, considering.]
Marginally. I think this thing might actually be capable of killing something bigger than itself.
[Maketh laughs just a little, pouring the whiskey. The cat is watching her and making a great effort in seeming to be doing anything but watching her. It's mouths click and sigh. She probably ought to be disturbed by that.] We had a group of them on our farm, when I was a child. My father tried to tame them. Occasionally they were friendly. But I've seen them take out storm troopers, if you can believe that.
I believe that. I doubt Imperial stormtroopers were trained to handle loth-cats.
[He took one of the glasses without hesitation. He doubted it was poison, they were still both useful to each other alive.]
Arkanis has sea monsters that would eat an entire nerf- or anything else that ventured close to the beach- in a single bite- in comparison loth-cats would be a welcome change from that.
[Though Maketh's men had never been precisely good at their jobs. She sighs and drinks.]
I thought oceans were a myth, when I was younger. They always seemed -- I don't know. Too much, to be real. Though I have seen loth-cats take down sentry droids, if you can believe that.
[Maketh grins. She can laugh about it now, though at the time she's been furious at the expense reports.] Tough little things. Though I suppose this one may prove fierce as well.
[The cat-thing jumps onto the counter. Some of its mouths appear to be sighing.]
[Though, to be fair, she'd given the loth-cats back home names based on military ranks even as a child. The general had been her favorite. She decides not to tell Hux that. No need to let him feel smug.
She watches the cat for a moment. It - he? - has begun batting at the cabinets.]
Kalu. It was the first ship I served on. Not a destroyer.
Why wouldn't I? There are worse things to name cats after.
[It seemed logical and the last thing he wanted was for a cat to end up being named something ridiculous like Mr. Mittens or Fluffy.]
Kalu- I never heard of it. [But the Imperial and Republic fleets had been vast, thousands upon thousands of ships and destroyers so he wasn't exactly surprised by that.]
[He could tell that transport had some kind of significance but he didn't press the issue.]
That's good because I am not taking him back. Between three cats, Kylo, and Anakin, the house is crowded enough as it is.
[And he pretty much found no peace there except in the evenings, something he had just come to accept something that came with living with Skywalkers and cats.]
[Maketh just drinks. The Kalu had been her first assignment, where she'd been the assistant to an overworked and unhappy lieutenant with the heavy infantry division. It had been the first time she'd realized entire planets could be burned from the sky. An important lesson, in the end.]
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She keeps her pistol close, just in case.
The knock on her door comes promptly. Maketh opens it with narrowed eyes.]
....what is that?
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[The black cat was attached to Hux's shoulder but he had managed to catch the thing up in thick blankets. He had no intentions of getting gnawed on.]
Can you let me in? This thing has sharp claws.
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What are you doing with it?
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Giving it to you, obviously. It kept trying to gnaw on Anakin's cat so while Kylo likes having a house of cats, this one was causing trouble.
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And you thought giving it to me was the solution.
[Perhaps he hopes it will kill her. Maketh watches the cat. It has silky black fur and all together too many mouths.]
I see.
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[Because in the Imperial military both were often the same thing.]
It eats meat and likes to chew on people and sleeps anywhere.
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It might be teething. They do that, when they're small. Or loth-cats did.
[She eyes Hux up and down.]
Want a drink?
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[And Hux had to admit he preferred the other demon cats Kylo had brought home.]
Sure, what do you have?
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[She'll have to convince Henry, though it shouldn't be difficult.]
Whiskey, of course. And some wine. Though I have a feeling I know what you'll prefer.
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[He took his coat off, folding it and the blanket he had held the cat in neatly before setting them aside. He had been in her apartment before so he only glanced around as he sat on one of the living room chairs.]
Being killed by a housecat would be an embarrassing way to die, wouldn't it?
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Stars above. What has she signed up for?]
Less embarrassing than getting offed by a loth-cat.
[She pours the whiskey, considering.]
Marginally. I think this thing might actually be capable of killing something bigger than itself.
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[He had never had any plans to go to Lothal, it wasn't exactly on the beaten path.]
It tries at least. It took a chunk off of Ren so you know it's determined. You may get along with it.
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[He took one of the glasses without hesitation. He doubted it was poison, they were still both useful to each other alive.]
Arkanis has sea monsters that would eat an entire nerf- or anything else that ventured close to the beach- in a single bite- in comparison loth-cats would be a welcome change from that.
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[Though Maketh's men had never been precisely good at their jobs. She sighs and drinks.]
I thought oceans were a myth, when I was younger. They always seemed -- I don't know. Too much, to be real. Though I have seen loth-cats take down sentry droids, if you can believe that.
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[From what he knew of sentry droids they were supposed to withstand various extreme conditions including storms.]
Let's hope we don't see loth-cats here then. I can't imagine the damage they would cause.
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[The cat-thing jumps onto the counter. Some of its mouths appear to be sighing.]
Did Kylo give it a name?
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[He's certain it's better than any names Kylo or Anakin could come up with at least.]
If you want to continue the trend, you could always name it Annihilator or Arbitrator.
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Of course you'd name them after destroyers.
[Though, to be fair, she'd given the loth-cats back home names based on military ranks even as a child. The general had been her favorite. She decides not to tell Hux that. No need to let him feel smug.
She watches the cat for a moment. It - he? - has begun batting at the cabinets.]
Kalu. It was the first ship I served on. Not a destroyer.
[Maketh nods slowly.]
Yes. Kalu. Cat! Don't scratch that.
[Kalu hisses at her.]
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[It seemed logical and the last thing he wanted was for a cat to end up being named something ridiculous like Mr. Mittens or Fluffy.]
Kalu- I never heard of it. [But the Imperial and Republic fleets had been vast, thousands upon thousands of ships and destroyers so he wasn't exactly surprised by that.]
I see the two of you are already getting along.
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[She shrugs.]
You wouldn't have any reason to. It was a troop transporter. Nothing interesting happened. Not on board, at least.
[There were other incidents, but she doesn't feel like discussing those.]
Hmm? I like him. Or I could potentially like him.
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That's good because I am not taking him back. Between three cats, Kylo, and Anakin, the house is crowded enough as it is.
[And he pretty much found no peace there except in the evenings, something he had just come to accept something that came with living with Skywalkers and cats.]
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A fate you've imposed upon yourself.
[She says it fondly.]
You and Kylo have stopped fighting, I see.
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Ah yes. We were able to work things out and have decided to continue our arrangement.
[He's still not ready to admit they're dating even if he's sure Maketh can pick up on the truth. She seems more used to these things than he is.]
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Your arrangement. Of course.
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