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"Niccce. Firsst, I gotta teach you how to ssswear." This was going to be the beginning of a wonderful friendship, that would hopefully cause many problems for a large number of humans. "Ha-zel, do you know what fffuck means?" Sleet couldn't be happier with how her evening was turning out...

"Yyyeah, sssome humans are better at figurin' 'mon out," said Sleet, with an elaborate waggle of her hand which roughly meant [this issue is complicated and annoys me]. "Good luck learrnin' more, Ha-zel. You'll learrn fassst, I think." Actually, this could be fun and useful. Hazel could hardly...

Sleet nodded, and stroked her chin with the back of her fingers. "'Kay. Cool. Did you jussst not ssspeak be-fore to-day?" Haha holy shit how frustrating would that be? It pissed Sleet off enough to have shit enunciation, to the point where she just signed all the time instead and made fun of...

"Yooo, nice. Youu'rre prretty good for a newbie." Weird grammar, which might just be a chimera brain thing, you never knew, but this one was obviously smart. A day's worth of lessons, and already that articulate? It wasn't textbook or anything, but this one learned fast. Cool. Worth talking to...

Laura and Malachai weren't around, but neither was Hazel alone on the third floor. Lounging on a sofa in the hallway was Sleet, studying a pamphlet about Kunolo Island, eyes narrowed. She looked up from the pages as Hazel arrived, and grinned. "Youu arre a sstrrange one," she remarked, looking...

Howls, but she could just throw herself face-first onto her bed and pass the fuck out. The idea tempted Laura, but she had too much a sense of responsibility to do that. So instead, she found herself unpacking her things with a squinty scowl, muttering to herself about how this trip was just a...