( oh, that takes her by mild surprise. despite months of shifting through literature in search of what the captain's true nature was, and probably stumbling upon the term griffin a few times, it'd never earned much other than a passing glance. you know how you say a word enough times that it loses its meaning? yeah, that's sort of what happened with her surname, and this reminder just throws her back to natsuno yuuki drunkenly retelling how he'd named a lion after her. huh.
but! as she ultimately and regrettably cannot shape shift, in the end it's all just coincidence. voyager crowds in a little, and while this proximity with a stranger may have set her teeth on edge with anyone else, the virtue of childish proportions and enthusiasm mean it's allowed. and, moth to a flame, in this late night darkness she enjoys a bit of light. he proves her assumption in the next breath or so, and while recorded is a strange way to refer to acclimating or learning ones surroundings, it slides.
times were also when she'd kept the details of her origin tight to the chest, like they were secrets worth preserving. but ultimately they're not, and so with only mild hesitance: )
Previously Earth. Space originally. What about you?
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but! as she ultimately and regrettably cannot shape shift, in the end it's all just coincidence. voyager crowds in a little, and while this proximity with a stranger may have set her teeth on edge with anyone else, the virtue of childish proportions and enthusiasm mean it's allowed. and, moth to a flame, in this late night darkness she enjoys a bit of light. he proves her assumption in the next breath or so, and while recorded is a strange way to refer to acclimating or learning ones surroundings, it slides.
times were also when she'd kept the details of her origin tight to the chest, like they were secrets worth preserving. but ultimately they're not, and so with only mild hesitance: )
Previously Earth. Space originally. What about you?