Not those kind of benefits (Lucas)

[Kitrana Moore]

Ever heard the joke about the catgirl who fell from the ceiling in a gynmasium? --No? Well that's cause it wouldn't be any kind of funny! And.. Well.. It wouldn't be. But not because of broken bones.. Nah, kitties always land on their feet. It wouldn't be funny because it was actually not that big a deal. Maybe there would be some wow factor, but other than that.. yeah, not a big deal.

Case in point: In the gym at Hammel there just so happened to be a bored catgirl.. Yes, catgirl. A girl with a tail and cat ears and slitted pupils. Because tails were good for balance, and when one was climbing walls and swinging from support beams in ceilings, balance was a good thing. Anyway, this catgirl had been bored and had been looking for something exciting to do.. When she'd found her way to the gym, her first thought had been to look for something impossible.. then do it. And so she was. Except that it hadn't been anywhere near impossible. She'd climbed some bleachers and parkoured her way up to the ceiling on a steel I-beam. Kinda trivial, really.. The only scary part had been leaping from the wall out to one of the smaller support beams that ran along the ceiling and held up the lights.. and it hadn't been that big a deal, either.

So having pulled herself up to crouch on the beam, she'd jumped to the next.. and the next.. and the next.. and was currently in the dead center of the gym. This hadn't been nearly impossible or even super difficult. Sure, the view was good, but there was like nobody else in the gym to look at, and it didn't seem like there would be anyone there any time soon.. so, really not worth sitting up here being uncomfortable for forever waiting.

And with a shrug, Kit had swung forward to end up looking like she was doing pull-ups thirty feet off the ground, then let go.... landing with a loud thud and a grunt and a nearly perfect roll right back up to her feet. She shook out her legs and rotated her shoulders before pausing and wincing... and the ears and tail faded form existence.. leaving a rather ordinary of also very, very short chick with bright red hair wincing for a moment.. Because shifting wasn't entirely pleasant.

What she didn't know was that there had been someone there.. no telling how long. He may have just appeared out of thin air now or he may have watched her the entire time.. but as she turned with a sigh and headed for the doors, she was him and nearly jumped out of her skin.. "Freakin.. Shit dude, say something! How long have you been there for, anyway?"

[Lucas Blacke]

Luke chuckled as the girl finally noticed him before he went ahead and made himself known. ''Took you long enough to notice me. Don't cats have super awesome hearing or something? Or did yer batteries run out?''

''To answer your question, I've been here long enough to see that you make for a fun cat.'' Luke said while trying to keep a contained face. There were a lot of things for him to like. The red hair, the cat, the awesome moves he knew he could copy. Endless possibilities, thy name is.. whatever her name is.

Luke took a small bow and raised his head to look at the girl. ''Since you've shown me your power, let me show you mine.'' He said as he climbed onto the bleachers, much like the girl had done and went over to the I-beam, like she had done.

He inhaled quickly and then smiled at the girl below him. ''As you can see, I am pretty much the poster child for 'monkey see, monkey do'. If you're not fully convinced, you can have me do something else you want to see.''

''Oh and the name is Lucas Blacke.'' He said as he scrawled back to the bleachers and dropped down to face the girl. ''At your service.'' He cracked a smile.

[Kitrana Moore]

Kit had raised an eyebrow and glared when Lucas asked about her hearing running out of batteries.. The brightest light in the world doesn't help you see when you figure it's bright enough and the room is empty enough that you don't need to turn it on. But he did at least say fun. Fun was good.. And then he went right into showing off...

"So If I find a way to exemplify 'going and fucking yourself' you could copy that one, too?" ..Okay, that had been maybe a little cruel.. and could probably be turned into any number of innuendos.. but whatever. It had felt good to say regardless. "Well, Lucas, I'm going to go ahead and reccomend that you not try the falling thirty feet thing.. Mimic or assumed muscle whatever, that's still likely to get you hurt. Apparently my muscles and bones and cartilage are all set up for me to do crap like that.. Unless your muscles also literally grow and become like mine when you watch me do some stuff, it's probably gonna hurt."

So.. 'at her service', huh? .... This was tough. Because dude could be entertaining or dude could be a misogynistic jerk. Hard to tell up to this point. All he'd done was poke fun at her and show off. She didn't have enough information yet. She could test him, though.. "Aight, task number one. That roll I just did? You should be fine jumping off the bleachers if you can pull it off. Show me." She would stare, hands on hips, with an amuzed curious look.. If he puled it off, she would give an approving shrug. "Step two.. Food. I don't imagine your ability comes with a stupidly fast metabolism and a constant need for protein, but mine does. Maybe your stomach can mimic mine, too."

If he didn't object, Kit would lead them out of the gym and toward the cafeteria.

[Lucas Blacke]

Luke smiled at the first thing that the girl said. ''Well, show me a video and I could copy it.'' He mused, trying to make the redhead feel like he was taking it seriously. ''Though that is much easier with two people.''

''And no.'' He replied at the comment of his bones growing to accomodate for the move he copied. The mere thought of it seemed painful, and he was happy it didn't work that way. ''My bones do not grow. I'm a pretty normal guy who only has one appendage that can grow on a situational basis.''

''I'm up for task number one, you will find that I am not lying.'' And though he wasn't and his muscles could recreate nearly any movement, it failed to change his mind for him. Jumping off of the bleachers, though he knew he could make it, still struck him as a teensy bit scary. He took a deep breath and jumped off of the bleachers anyway and immediately the feeling of weightlessness came over him as his body went for the roll out of reflex to cushion the blow.

He hit the ground with the roll and ended up on his feet with an awkward look on his face. ''I think I might have pulled something. Aside from pulling it off, I mean.'' He joked as he limped back over to the girl. ''So now that I have subjected myself to step one, what exactly does step two imply?''

''My stomach can't mimic yours, but I can still eat like you. Don't even have to be hungry for that, if that's what you mean.''

[Kitrana Moore]

Here Kit was trying so hard to give Lucas the benefit of the doubt that he wasn't, in fact, a misogynistic jerk.. but he just kept on with the sex and dick jokes. Kit figured that it was either a compensation mechanism (she dealt with too many college guys) or this guy was used to getting his way and having people laugh at his jokes even if they weren't funny.

So while Lucas had been going a little crazy with the innuendos and sexual references, Kit had been mostly cold toward them.. ignoring them. Now was finally her turn to strike back.. and she did so as Lucas was looking somewhat pathetic and limping up to her. "See, I'm gonna disagree with you there. You were born with the wrong parts to ever, ever hope to eat like I do. You may be able to mimick it and get the job done, but there are more nuances involved than anyone born with only one X chromosome will ever fully understand."

She struck a bit of a pose and glared a challenge.. then giggled and turned, gingerly half-jogging to the door. "This is called 'moving your ass'.. Can you copy this one, too? Your power might be broken, buddy.. You don't see me limping after that fall, do you?" and Kit's fall had been from more than twice the height.. Given, she was kinda designed for it.. but that wasn't going to stop her from picking on and teasing this guy who she was still trying to figure out. Best way to see if a guy was a jerk 90% of the time.. See how they take jeers and criticism.

When they did reach the cafeteria, Kit would find herself something with fish in it.. preferably salmon.. and order a lot of it. Like.. easily two people's worth. Because she had a wicked fast metabolism and hadn't eaten today. Also as a challenge to Lucas.. whose name she still didn't technically know. Not many people - even though most were quite a bit larger than she was - could out-eat Kit. She wasn't four-foot two with shoes on, and could eat linebackers under the table. She could drink a lot of them under the table, too, but that wasn't going to be happening in the cafeteria in the middle of the day.

Speaking of drinks... Two large bottles of milk to wash her fish down with. Stereotype much? Sure.. but then Kit was, in fact, a kitty.

[Lucas Blacke]

This chick was beginning to annoy Luke. ''Did I say I could eat like you?'' He said as he tried to keep cool. ''I obviously meant mimick. I can mimick the way you eat. I thought cats had the smarts to figure that out. The Egyptians didn't worship them- you for nothing, did they?''

As he finished his snap he realized was in the middle of her sentence as she mentioned that however he may be able to mimick her he blah blah.. ''I don't need to understand. I just need to see. To mimick.'' He replied. ''Mimicking is this thing I do.'' He added once more to make sure she got it, as if she didn't know already.

''I can do anything I see you do, and more.'' He replied bitterly as the girl half-jogged to the door, which he also did. And though his leg hurt him he did not allow his leg to get into a limping pattern purely because he felt he now needed to one up the girl somehow. ''And I assure you,'' He began as they went in the direction of the cafeteria. ''my power is not broken. I know just about every martial art I have ever seen. That alone should be enough.'' He winced a bit as his leg acted up.

Once in the cafeteria Luke eyed the amount of food on the girl's plate and moaned internally. 'I need to eat all that?' He thought as he ordered the same amount by pointing at the food on her plate as he noticed she also went for two giant bottles of milk. ''Bah, milk.'' Luke coughed under his breath as a large heap of something fishy smelling was dumped onto his plate. Luckily for him he said he would mimick her eating, not her drinking.

She had a power in her favor? So did he, he realized with a smile.

''A cappuccino please.''

[Kitrana Moore]

Well... That had apparently gone right over Lucas' head. Kit had been referring to the sexy kind of 'eating'.... But oh well. His loss. If he was too dense to get the innuendo, she wasn't going to justify or respond to him calling her dumb.. or mentioning egyptians.

How this entire thing had turned into a literal competition was beyond Kit.. And had she known Lucas was in pain trying to keep up with her she'd have been both amused and felt a little bad.. but he was playing tough guy.. and so she would just keep being herself.. A girl that routinely made fools of 'tough guys'.

When she sat down and realized that Lucas had ordered the same thing she had, Kit raised an eyebrow and let out a (maybe just slightly patronizing) sigh. "Okay.. Wasn't gonna say it because it apparently went right over your head, but when I said you could never 'eat' like me, I didn't mean food. I meant 'eat out'. As in please a woman with your mouth. You didn't need to spend that much money on food.. and if you don't have an actual need to eat it - I do - then don't be stupid. You'll just make yourself miserable. Besides, you already one-up me with martial arts, if one-upping people is your thing. I don't know any. I just have claws when I want them."

So much for teasing.. Maybe this guy was a little young for it? Maybe he was just having an off day.. Everybody was allowed an off day now and then.

"Oh, also it was stupid of you to jump off the bleachers if you thought you might hurt yourself. I'm literally made for that crap.. Just because you can mimic the technique doesn't mean you can operate beyond the limits of your body.. make the mistake once, shame on the person who talked you into doing it.. but if you do it twice.. and eat all that.. well that one's on you, kid. Especially after I just spent this much oxygen telling you not to."

And with that, Kit dug into her food..