[Corvus remains a cat for the next few days as Elle recovers from her sickness and fatigue. He has the excuse of not wanting to take up too much room (there's no extra bed for one) and waiting out the last few of his injuries.
That's right. He's just about healed isn't he?
He was never uncomfortable as a crow. No, in fact during the night when Elle is asleep, he will switch back and forth between feline and crow, just so he can remember what it's like to have wings, to feel lighter than air, the need to fly. His wings weren't up to travel any long distances yet though and that's what troubles him. The longer he stays in the flat, the more Corvus feels fine with waking up with the same scenery in front of him. How he expects it even. But he has to leave someday. He said it himself. He will leave and Elle would not have to deal with him anymore.
(But it troubles him, a nagging feeling, a lingering one, something that he shouldn't be having a problem with because he is more alien than animal, more animal than human, he is inhuman and can't...)
One morning, he's out on the balcony, watching people and cars pass by. A bus happens to drive past the building and on it, there's an advertisement for a particular center of amusement that catches his eye...
The black cat saunters into the room and then onto the kitchen table, proposing a perhaps, not so peculiar question to Elle.]
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That's right. He's just about healed isn't he?
He was never uncomfortable as a crow. No, in fact during the night when Elle is asleep, he will switch back and forth between feline and crow, just so he can remember what it's like to have wings, to feel lighter than air, the need to fly. His wings weren't up to travel any long distances yet though and that's what troubles him. The longer he stays in the flat, the more Corvus feels fine with waking up with the same scenery in front of him. How he expects it even. But he has to leave someday. He said it himself. He will leave and Elle would not have to deal with him anymore.
(But it troubles him, a nagging feeling, a lingering one, something that he shouldn't be having a problem with because he is more alien than animal, more animal than human, he is inhuman and can't...)
One morning, he's out on the balcony, watching people and cars pass by. A bus happens to drive past the building and on it, there's an advertisement for a particular center of amusement that catches his eye...
The black cat saunters into the room and then onto the kitchen table, proposing a perhaps, not so peculiar question to Elle.]
Have you been in a planetarium before?