Your name is Nepeta Leijon.

You sit quietly in a corner of the lab with you head down, focused on playing with a loose string on the end of your sleeve. At the desk closest to you, sits the young troll Equius. He's frowning at his computer screen, whilst dabbing at his sweaty brow with a rag. From where you sit, you can see that he's talking to Aradia. When you were younger, you had found his obsession with Aradia ridiculous. It was amusing to watch her push him away, which only made him even more infatuated with her. Unfortunately, now that you've watched him do this periodically for three years, you've realized exactly what keeps Equius inspired. You find this odd fetish of his, well, odd.

There was a point in time when Equius's fussing made you jealous, but that was a long time ago. You're perfectly happy with being moirals, and you wouldn't be interested in anything more than that. Besides, you already have your flushed quadrant set on someone else.

Across the lab Terezi just so happened to be hassling that certain someone. This makes your heart ache. Terezi is one of your closest and most trusted friends, and she doesn't know about your feelings towards him, but still. It was clear that you both wanted the same thing; only she was closer to achieving her goal than you. You couldn't bring yourself to be cross with her, you just don't have the heart to. Of course, none of this calmed the smoldering jealousy as Terezi forcibly ran her tongue along Karkat's cheek. This made your claws itch, but you balled your hands into fists in an attempt to control them. You were delighted to see that this still freaked Karkat out. He jumped right out of his chair and began to yell obscenities whilst flailing his arms. Terezi stood there giggling, batting her eye lashes at him. Still, it was difficult for her to repress the hiss that rose in the back of her throat whenever Terezi touched him.

"Nepeta, what are you doing down there?" Equius asked. You looked up in surprise, to see him standing above you with his arms crossed.

"You were talking to Aradia, and I know how much you don't like me bothering you when you're talking to her, so I was waiting here." You say simply. After a moment you realize how ridiculous that sounds and look away in embarrassment. Some of the things you let out of your mouth make you upset with yourself, but you just can't help it. It just happens. Equius sighed and wiped the back of his hand against his forehead. You knew exactly what he was thinking. "Nepeta, your blood may not be the same as mine, but you could at least try to show your class some pride." You always seemed to do something that upset him. Though he'd stopped saying so a while ago, his eyes said it all.

"Accompany me while I retrieve some fresh towels?" He always made these statements sound like questions, though you knew he wasn't really asking you. It was simply expected that you do as he asked. This was probably for the best, you don't think you'd be able to control yourself if Terezi began trying to snog Karkat.

Equius strut across the room, to the teleportation pad while you trailed behind him. When he passed Aradia you couldn't help but giggle when she gave him a dirty look. He immediately began to sweat profusely and his pace towards the teleportation pad quickened. On the other side of the room Terezi was still harassing Karkat, who was as flushed as the matesprit quadrant itself. This made your chest hurt, and it was hard for you to breath. You could still see Karkats pain even when he was flushed, and it upset you that no one else could.

The teleportation pad takes you straight to the lowest floor, the basement. This is where you keep all of the supplies, along with the necessary abundance of towels.

For some reason, the towel closet is looking remarkably low on its specialty. With a groan Equius grabs some towels and trudges over to the alchemizer.

As Equius fiddles with the alchemizer you sit down on a stray chair and think about Terezi and Karkat. It would probably be best if they ended up together anyways. What can you really offer him? After everything that he's gone through, and has done to get you all here, you really don't have any special talents that could serve useful to him. True, you're very good at hunting, but what is there to hunt? That talent has lain useless for three years.

"Er, Nepeta." Equius's voice stirs you from your thoughts. You look over at him with wide eyes, not quite liking his tone. It's true that he normally speaks in a refined tone, but this one was usually reserved for very serious business. This was not the usual Nepeta-what-the-hell-are-you-doing tone.

"Yes?"

"You're not still hung up on the low blood, are you?" He looks at you questioningly from behind his cracked glasses. Immediately, you flush.

"You mean Karkat? O-of course not. That'd be silly." You say quickly, looking at the ground. Unfortunately, most trolls were quite aware of your feelings for Karkat, so it wasn't much of a surprise that Equius had brought this topic to the surface, though it was odd that he wanted to discuss this matter with you.

"Nep," You glance back up at him, surprised to see that he's moved closer to you. Immediately you fix your posture and blink up at him.

"I just don't want to see you get hurt." He says quietly. You are completely miffed. Never before has Equius ever opened up to you, or actually shown feelings towards you.

"I'm not going to get hurt." You say this as if it's completely obvious. This is of course, a lie.

"I'm an all-powerful huntress after all." You make a pawing motion at him. Equius frowns and fixes his glasses.

"Just, be careful." His noble form returns and he turns around to pick up his newly alchemized towels. It would appear that Equius was genuinely concerned about you. Of course this wasn't a total surprise, after all the two of you were moirals. Never the less, it's too much for you to repress the large smile that forms on your lips. In an uncontrollable fit of happiness, you pounce onto the unsuspecting Sagittarius's back.

Equius stumbles forward, caught off guard.

"Nepeta." He growls. You sling your arms over his shoulders.

"You're the best moiral anyone could ever have, Equius." You purr affectionately. Equius flushes lightly and begins to perspire. Before his sweat drenches you, you clamber off his back and pick up a pile of towels.

"And don't worry about me, I'll be fine." You say, smiling widely. Equius frowns from behind his glasses and pats at his forehead with a towel. Somehow you get the feeling he didn't quite trust your statement, but he's always been quite the skeptic.

Nepeta : Carry towels for your moiral. ==}