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Event Catch-all Post

Who: Natasha ~~Romanoff~~ Liddell and [OPEN] to whoever wants her in human form or leopard.
Where: Around the mansion and the grounds
When: the duration of the event
Rating: Anywhere from PG to ??? (depending on if she reverts to human on any of you)
Summary: Natasha's cursed with the Spirit of Leopard.
The Story:

[Option 1: Natasha]
Natasha falls somewhere in the middle generation of Liddell cousins and siblings that inhabit the mansion. She's not one of the most social of them either, preferring to be more solitary like the animal spirit she was cursed with. That doesn't mean she doesn't still keep tabs on family members and keep an eye on the happenings around the mansion, just that she's usually fairly subtle about it. For a few years when she was younger, she traveled the world to see what she could see, but in recent years, she's been more than content to stay home, around her family, for whatever she might be needed for. Family's important to her, despite the fact that there's so many of them and she might not be the best at showing it sometimes.

Most days (or nights, as she's known to have a nocturnal streak) she can usually be found wandering, or possibly curled up somewhere comfortable with a book or a companion. If you spot her alone, feel free to come join her or lure her out into into some fun. Despite her occasional aloof manner or cool stare, she does have a mischievous playful side that shows up at unexpected moments.

[Option 2: Leopard]
In a house with so many people inside its walls, its inevitable that sooner or later collisions occur. Natasha's not usually overly worried about this - she understands the need to keep their curse a secret and faithfully endeavors to do so but accidents happen and unlike some of her relatives, she's just as comfortable in her cursed form as she is in her human one.

It's why she doesn't sweat it too much if she does accidentally bump into someone nearby - she's good at vanishing out of sight quickly if need be, and there are plenty of shadowy heights to perch in out of sight. Sometimes this plays out to her advantage, especially if she's feeling particularly bored or playful. Not everyone in the mansion is very good at staying aware of their surroundings when there are predators looking to pounce.

((OOC: This is Natasha's catch-all post for the event. Feel free to pick either option, if you want to interact with her as human or in her leopard form, or even both, if your character's inclined to trigger her transformation in some way. I'm up for anything!))

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Natasha's currently stretched out on a large flat rock, soaking up a spot of sun. She's in the woods - not too far in, but far enough that she's not likely to be stumbled across by someone who shouldn't see her, not before she hears them first. Like him, but she'd known it was no human crashing through the woods towards her. And as she's fond of doing in the day when the sun's up and she's tucked out of sight, she's in the form of a large black leopard, her tail faintly twitching atop the rock.

"Of course you shouldn't," she agrees with a playful huff of breath as she stretches warm fur and rolls her head towards him. "Where else would I be?"

Sunlight was for being lazy. She preferred to be active after dark.

Robin is agile and light in this form, able to move quickly, and even standing in front of her, he can't seem to remain still, pacing in a slow circle, raising his head now and then to sniff the air. He's hungry, but he nearly always is in this form. Drawing closer to her, Robin's tone is playful and teasing, "Are you simply going to laze about like this all day?"

"And what's wrong with that?" There's amusement in her voice as he paces closer, restless energy in his movements and she swishes her tail playfully at him. She considers getting up and doing more than that, but that also requires moving and she hasn't made up her mind if she wants to do that yet. Besides, she knows him, he's quick on his feet and if she does decide to catch him, she'll actually have to put some serious effort into it. "Do you have a better suggestion?"

"There's so much to see," he remarks, not paying any mind to the fact that he's traversed these woods frequently, and there's likely very little he hasn't seen. That's the logical perspective most people would assume, but to Robin, there's always something else to explore. "Are you really going to lay there all day and let life pass you by? How terribly dull." He exaggerates his words, to make it obvious that he's teasing. "Come with me."

She gives him the briefest of playful snarls in response to that, but she's teasing as much as he is, no real threat in the sound. "You just pick the wrong time of the day to go exploring," she points out in amusement, swatting a paw at him, claws carefully sheathed. She doesn't expect him to still be there when her paw gets to the point of impact, so it's a half-hearted effort at best.

"I take it I can't get away with laying here all day and have you pass me by? Since you're so terribly noisy. Fine," she huffs out a deep sigh and stretches atop the rock, all lean feline languor. "Come where?"

She's right, of course, and Robin easily shifts out of the way before her paw reaches him. He feels light as a feather in this form, really, and it's addicting some days. Satisfied when she begins to stretched and move towards him, Robin speaks again: "There's a cave not far from here. I've seen a glimpse of it, but haven't been inside yet. Come with me." Plus, it will be a more secluded spot once they transform back to their human selves.

She knows the cave - she suspects it's the one Blake uses when he's hiding himself, but like Robin, she's not been in it either.

"I think I know the one. You are feeling adventurous, aren't you? Sure there's nothing in there that might mistake you for a meal?" she teases him as she hops down off the rock to land gracefully beside him.

He brushes up against her playfully, much like he might bump her shoulder if they were in their human form and walking together. "Well, if there is anything ferocious, I have you to protect me, don't it?" He teases back, then sprints up ahead of her, hoping to entice her to run faster with him.

"Is that what you think?" she calls after him, laughter in her voice, and she takes the invitation, dashing after him with a sudden burst of speed and playful energy. "That's a rather large assumption of you."

"I've no need to think, I know it to be true," he calls back, just as playful. He's pleased to see her running now, pleased to know he's the cause of her burst of energy. "Your life would be far too dull without me."

"I can find my own amusements, thank you very much," she calls back. He's fast, but so is she,, and just as aware of her surroundings and how she can use them to her advantage as he is. She catches up, nips playfully at his tail as she chases him.

He's actually expecting that, but even so, he doesn't dart away, liking the thrill of it all. There's an extra bounce in his step, though, when she nips his tail, and he turns his body swiftly to bump playfully against hers before darting ahead again.

"Your life would be far too dull without me, admit it."

"I'm not admitting anything."

She's laughing though, because he has a valid point, and there's not many of her cousins she's this open and free with, dropping all guise of seriousness and observation to play.

Instead, she puts on a burst of speed, body stretched out and low to the ground as she attempts to race past him instead.

When she's really running with her full energy, employing everything she's capable of, Robin can't quite keep up with her, but he does his best, and the important thing is that it's fun, regardless.

He can see the cave up ahead, and puts all of his focus on getting there, running faster, glancing over at her now and again. When he's close enough, he slows down a bit and slides into the cave on some of the leaves littering the outside of the cave opening.

She could have stopped easily, and probably would have, if he hadn't sparked her mischievous side. Instead, when he skids to a stop at the entrance of the cave, she playfully pounces on him, rolling them in a ball of fur and taking advantage of the fact that they had been running neck and neck, giving him less time to dodge out of the way.

He yelps, but the pitch of that sound makes it clear that he's having fun, and not in any way injured or upset. Robin tries to roll a bit, even though he knows the effort is futile, because she clearly has an advantage over him.

"I formally surrender," he croaks out, in a huff of breath resembling laughter.

She gives him a playful snark, showing her teeth, before playfully nuzzling him and rolling off, letting him find his feet as she gives him a smug look.

"I suppose I'll accept that," she answers, sounding amused. Then she glances around at the cave curiously. "This was where you wanted to see?"

Even if this is all they really accomplish today, he's had quite a bit of fun with his cousin, and that's all that matters. Looking around, Robin realizes there's not much to see, at least initially.

"Well, perhaps there's more to it, we should explore."

"Maybe," she agrees ambivalently, letting him up and taking a step deeper into the cave. "What are you going to do if there's something in there that thinks you look like a good appetizer?"

He sniffs the air, as though doing so will prove to be useful in some way; if he needed food, perhaps. He paces in a small circle, then turns to look at her. "Would you simply abandon me, dear cousin?"

She looks like she's pretending to ponder the possibilities of that for a moment before playfully butting her head against his side.

"Of course not. Who else would annoy me if I let something eat you? The possibilities are terrifying. Come on, let's see what's in this cave of yours. Besides possibly more of our cousins. I think John comes here for naps." It seems like a good place for a bat.

"I daresay it takes an extraordinary effort on my part to get you to simply admit you'd be lost without me." And he actually sticks out his tongue at her, nudging her back before venturing further. He's nearly fearless, and what does he have to fear, anyway? Perhaps that's a reckless ideology to have, but he's fared well so far.

"My sense of direction is hardly that bad. I can still see the roof of the manor from here," she retorts instead, purposefully misinterpreting his words as she follows him in, pausing just past the entrance to let her eyes adjust to the darkness of the cave.

He can't really roll his eyes in this form, but he would if he were able. The further in he ventures, Robin can hear the sound of water trickling, like a stream, perhaps, and he begins to follow it.

If she could be grinning, she would be. But instead she follows him in, practically invisible in the darkness of the cave, her fur blending her into the shadows. "So what made you decide to explore in here?"

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