ALTAIR BY KONDORU
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Thanks to Pidgey for Betaing
I thought it high time someone did a `Gatchaman Crowds` fic.
Altair frowned and twitched his tail. He wanted to jump into JJs cushion nest, but Paiman was already there.
Altair had not sussed out ODs friends, they had ODs respect, to be sure, and because of that, Altairs grudging tolerance, but the little black cat knew they were Others, they smelt all wrong! and Paiman, -Altair had no idea what he could be, -a new type of lapdog? He certainly asserted his authority with his big teeth.
So Altair kept a wary eye upon the little xenos, he did not show fear, for OD was not afraid and Altair was not one to lose face.
JJ had won over Altair by making origami mice and birds and letting them loose for the black cat to chase. It was always a stiffly fought competition, Altair was swift, but JJ subtle in his control. JJ could keep his creations from Altairs clutches, but only if he concentrated hard enough.
Altair settled down, he was nonplussed by this Gatchaman project. OD said it was important, dealing with alien troublemakers
Altair secretly thought this to be the problem of those `better qualified` (but then, what he had seen of MESS, MESS was not better qualified either.)
OD complained bitterly of not being able to transmute. the others commiserated with him, JJ simply gave his enigmatic smile with his too pointed canines, Paiman advised patience.
Altair knew OD secretly liked being the `Sad Gatchaman` he was content to lurk in the CAGE, collating data, and making tea and instant ramen.
And above all, petting Altair
Altair kept his own counsel, but secretly he prefered OD just as he was.