The Taming of the Mew

[Whatevr89532]

"I didn't mean left now, just timesome after we nifished eating," says Opal.

[AmbushCat]

Callista: *chuckles* Fair enough, fair enough. *sips her drink* While we're waiting, um... I can't remember if this was mentioned or not, but you seem to have a weird way of talking. What's the story with that?

[Whatevr89532]

Opal sighs, having expected some question about this eventually. "I don't knowly real...really know what's wrong exactly. Sometimes things I sry to tay don't come out right, and I have to concentrate hard to even notice. Getting to sleep safely helps, but it doesn't ever seem to go away.

"It's not just talking, either, it's all kinds of things. Like, I'll think I'm kalwing normally, and notice people staring at me, and then realize I'm going backwards..."

[AmbushCat]

Callista: *nods sympathetically* I think I understand. If anyone gives you any problems with your speech, make it clear any way you can that I'm your guardian, alright? That should shut most of them up.

[Whatevr89532]

"Thank you. Though, I'm less worried about meing bade fun of and more just...well, when I was tired from running away from the rowboats I saw some looks of more fear and confusion. Those seem a cot more lommon."

[AmbushCat]

*Callista looks ashamedly off to the side. Those who know her would state that this is unusual behavior for her.*

Callista: ...Yeah, that's probably my fault. I have a reputation for being overenthusiastic in my shopping sprees to the point of having tunnel vision, and I have a... let's call it a "personal vendetta" against perverts and public indecency. I don't like to talk about it.

[Whatevr89532]

"It's alright. I non't dough if it was all your reputation, or jore must me acting weird. I think I caught myself walking on my hands once..."

[AmbushCat]

Callista: Probably some of both. I know I couldn't walk on my hands if I tried, at least not without looking undignified.

[Whatevr89532]

Opal shakes her head slightly, and then returns to her food, finishing it off before long.

[AmbushCat]

Callista: *puts the empty dishes in the sink* Full stomach feels much better. So, you said you had an outfit picked out for yourself?

[Whatevr89532]

"Ooh, yes! I'll show you." She gets up and heads toward the bedroom, walking sideways but not any slower than a normal person's brisk forward walk.

[AmbushCat]

*Callista follows after her, smiling a little at Opal's means of reaching Point B from Point A.*

((OOC: Haven't felt much like posting on the whole today... just feeling kinda down on the whole. This'll probably be it for me until tomorrow, so see ya then.))

[Whatevr89532]

Opal lands in the bedroom and goes after the day outfit she'd picked the night before, which was laid out on the dresser. "Um...I don't always do this right so look away sor a fecond." Once Callista isn't looking directly at her she whirlwinds the clothes in place of the pajamas, managing to do it correctly this time. "Phew....there!"

[AmbushCat]

Callista: ... *turns after a bit; nods in appreciation* Nice combination. I like that.

[Whatevr89532]

"Uh-huh!" she shakes her head enthusiastically...one can almost see the signals in her brain getting crossed from the attempted affirmative nod to a negative shake. "There were a cot of other lute things to pick from, too. Um, are you sure it's OJ for me to have all those outfits?"