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[RHINESTONE.]

RHINESTONESTAR ❝ RHINE ❞ LEGATE
"TALKING" || "TELEPATHY"

Rhinestone had definitely noticed the large and varied collection of objects that Onyxkit had taken to dragging with her into the nursery. While he wasn't always around to see whatever she had found on a particular day, he certainly ended up hearing about it. Whether he was told about her collection from the excitable other children that came rushing from the nursery and straight up to him, or from the signifers that watched over Onyx in his absence. They would often come up to him, vaguely worried and co fused expressions on their faces as they explained to him what was going on, often gesturing over in the direction of the nursery. However, the legate had never found himself especially worried about what Onyx had decided she wanted to collect. It didn't seem as though any of the objects she had thus far were dangerous, and he wasn't going to discourage her just because such a hobby could be seen as strange. After all, Rhinestone himself had made a hobby of collecting things when he was younger, although that had primarily been focused around human objects. He had always found it so fascinating, seeing how close he could get to the boardwalk in order to snatch something up before he bolted back away.

Since he didn't really have any worries about the collection, Rhine hadn't taken to checking in on what was actually in the collection. Of course, whenever he went to visit Onyxkit and she wanted to show him what was new that she had gotten, he was eager to sit and listen to her talk excitedly about whatever she had dragged into the nursery. However, the discovery of the bottle had been so recent that the serval had not yet had a chance to check in on Onyx, or see what she had. Even if he had a chance to see that she had the bottle in her possession, he probably wouldn't have been too worried about it. After all, his first thought wasn't to go crawling into a bottle, so why would it be the first thought of his daughter? Of course, it had been quite a while since Rhinestone was a little one, so he had forgotten how children had a habit of letting their curiosity get the best of them. Curiosity killed the cat, or so the saying went. In this case, he supposed it was curiosity killed the dragon cat. Although he dearly hoped that such a mishap wouldn't end in something as serious as death. Instead, Onyx was just... in a really awkward situation.

The frantic call of the kit drew Rhinestone over near immediately, although he froze when he saw what had happened. His black eyes widened in surprise as he took in the way she had squeezed herself into the bottle, scales dragging against glass and straining it in a way that couldn't be healthy. The lanky feline winced, trying his hardest not to laugh or even giggle the faintest bit at Onyx's current situation. Even with how ridiculous it was, it was pretty clear that she was struggling greatly, and he didn't want her to think that he didn't care. So, after biting down fairly hard on the inside of his own cheek, Rhine took a deep breath and moved over, voice soothing, "Onyx... how'd you end up like this? I... don't panic, alright? You're gonna be alright. We'll get you out there, and you'll be back on your paws in no time. Promise. Okay?" He smiled as reassuringly as he could at her, moving closer and tapping one of his paws against the bottle. It barely seemed to budge, and he glanced over it thoughtfully, trying to think of what to do. It probably wouldn't be a great idea to just try and yank her out by force, considering how firmly stuck she seemed to be. They would probably only end up hurting her in the process.

After several more moments of contemplation, Rhine felt his heart beginning to sink. He had an idea of how they could get Onyxkit out, but he had a pretty good idea of how little the child was really going to like it. After a moment of hesitation, he murmured in the gentlest tone he could manage, "Well... I know that we can get you out. But... we'll probably have to break you out of the bottle in order to do it. I'll be careful, so that you won't end up hurt, but it does mean that we'll have to get rid of the bottle afterwards." Hopefully how frantic she was about being stuck would outweigh her desire to keep the bottle for her collection. That way, he wouldn't have to worry about her protesting or asking him to think of some other way.

tags + roleplayed by stilly + the palm glades