[It's startling, definitely. Although startling might be an understatement; terrifying could be a little more accurate. Suddenly, she's feeling threatened, vulnerable by not bringing her bow, or anything to defend herself with, to the door with her. (It didn't occur to her while stomping around in her annoyed rage.)
But she's not going to let that show outwardly. Instead, all she'll allow is a slightly narrowed gaze that doesn't exactly invite friendliness, and a cold, flat voice when she speaks.]
Katniss. [Yes, this is all she's going to provide.]
Katnis. [That's how she'll think it's spelled - like that it could just barely pass for a troll last name, and with the rigid letter count rules of Alternia, she'll always latch onto such things.
She opens her mouth again, not sure what to say next - oh, and her teeth are certainly sharper than Karkat's, that's for sure. Finally she settles on... something.]
You can tell him that, then.
[Then she takes a step backwards - not turning yet, but ready to as soon as Katniss should not entreat her to stay.]
[Karkat doesn't exactly endear himself to her, for a multitude of reasons. Such reasons are now only multiplied with Kanaya. Teeth that sharp are distinctly not natural on something that could pass for human. They can do a lot of things in the Capitol; dye your skin different colors, and, yes, even replace teeth with "fangs," like Enobaria.
This, though. Everything about this makes her want to cry mutt.
She doesn't want to move to find her bow, because a part of her is afraid of what might happen if she turns her back. That at any second, there'll be some kind of attack that she's not prepared for. The sooner she's alone again, the better.]
Sure. [She won't.]
IF ONE OF THEM TWITCHED THEY MIGHT JUST BOTH GO FOR THE JUGULAR
["Katnis" is landing herself squarely in the category of "human" - alien in the worst kind of way. Kanaya can sense it now, that alien amorality: Lying and cheating and kissing and of course killing indiscriminately. She's already wondering what, not if, this girl will do to Karkat. But no need to kick the buzzbugs' hive.]
Okay.
[And then she leaves - it's too fast, the gap between her presence and absence, not something any normal human could pull off. Supernatural.
Well at least, she reflects during her departure, she didn't ask any uncomfortable questions about rainbow drinkers.]
[Permaction]
But she's not going to let that show outwardly. Instead, all she'll allow is a slightly narrowed gaze that doesn't exactly invite friendliness, and a cold, flat voice when she speaks.]
Katniss. [Yes, this is all she's going to provide.]
GOD GIRLS... CHILL WHY DON'T YOU
She opens her mouth again, not sure what to say next - oh, and her teeth are certainly sharper than Karkat's, that's for sure. Finally she settles on... something.]
You can tell him that, then.
[Then she takes a step backwards - not turning yet, but ready to as soon as Katniss should not entreat her to stay.]
LMFAO SERIOUSLY
This, though. Everything about this makes her want to cry mutt.
She doesn't want to move to find her bow, because a part of her is afraid of what might happen if she turns her back. That at any second, there'll be some kind of attack that she's not prepared for. The sooner she's alone again, the better.]
Sure. [She won't.]
IF ONE OF THEM TWITCHED THEY MIGHT JUST BOTH GO FOR THE JUGULAR
Okay.
[And then she leaves - it's too fast, the gap between her presence and absence, not something any normal human could pull off. Supernatural.
Well at least, she reflects during her departure, she didn't ask any uncomfortable questions about rainbow drinkers.]