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[Infirmary Spam, pre-flood]

[Some time after Gard's unconscious, coma'd body is discovered and moved, Scorpius plants himself on the edge of the man's bed, casually running through his datapad to pass the time. There's no obvious reason to outsiders why he feels the need to watch over his warden in typical creeper fashion, but he does, and presumably will make difficult the lives of anyone attempting to get near to either without a solid reason]

[Public, post-flood]

In some ways, I feel as though a comatose warden is simply not holding up their end of the bargain. The game feels less interesting when one of the players is absent.

I wonder if Hiziki Gard thought to leave anyone in charge of my supervision in the event of his...disposal.

[Private to Horatio]

I believe I have something of yours, Horatio. If you wish to collect it, come to my cabin.

[Private to Crichton]

John. Yet another flood is happening. Be on your guard - I have yet to discover the logic of this one.

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Ahh.

[Though the sound isn't just "ahh" it's more of "ahhhprrrrrr" as the sound transitions from resonating verbally into resonating into her chest, where it becomes a purr.]

You see something of yourself in him. Or at least a version of yourself, and you want to influence him. See if he turns out like you.

[Or a better version of Scorpius. But she doesn't say it out loud.]

[The purring intrigues him, as he puts the back of his hand gently against Catra's chest to feel the vibration within. His ancestry tends more towards the scaly side of things, and cats are a broad mystery to Scorpius. With a smile, he leans back against the headboard, keeping her close against him]

In a sense, but John already has a version of myself in him. I influence him even now.

[his hand reaches up to caress Catra's right temple, brushing her hair to the side. Where his thumb grazes her forehead, he taps very gently]

I'm a constant presence in his mind. Not as completely as I'd like it to have been but...enough to influence him, protect him. To keep others from encroaching on what I've claimed.

[She doesn't mind his curiosity, and in fact, continues to purr just so he could feel it a while longer. Anything to be the center of attention.

When he touches her forehead, her eyes shut and she nuzzles into the touch.]

See, I knew you were the jealous type.

[As terrifyingly attentive as he is in normal circumstances, Scorpius seems easily able to freely give his interest and attention in a more intimate setting. He settles back on the bed, stroking the side of Catra's face and working his way to the back of her neck.]

Guilty, I'm afraid.

[She doesn't mind the attention in the least. In fact, she clearly indulges in his touches. She tilts her head so her excessive mane of hair slides off her shoulder to one side.]

Is there any way I can distract you from your favorite topic?

[Seriously, they are way past the nudging winking stage.]

[This is fine by Scorpius. There will be other times to take advantage of John, in ways that make him less obvious a culprit. For now, he resolves to live in the moment, despite his inability to trust that this isn't some sort of lure. He smiles in his usual leer, hands running down the length of Catra's arms to move possessively around her back]

Introduce to me a new favorite topic and I'll consider it.

[She allows his arms to coax her closer, and settles herself against him.]

I think I have just the thing.

[Smiling like the cat who got the cream, she dips her head and brushes her lips over his.]

[The doll - and Crichton - momentarily put out of mind for now, Scorpius turns his attention fully towards Catra, in order to demonstrate how appreciative he can be. She's captivating in her own skillful way, and manipulative in a way he's come to admire.

He doesn't trust her.

But he can still bring himself to enjoy her.]

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