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| − | <div></div><br> <br>Construction occurs next to the little hollowed out building, A small table with several chairs and a refridgerator that is full of drinks and small snacks. Kilsa asked her employers to join her while she looks through a broken window as the construction team made up of Clockwork foxes and a F-15 girl leading them.<br> <br>The sound of heavy hooffalls from behind show the approach of Tiya. She gets down on her knees without a word, having barely glanced through the window and starting to lick over the adept's feet, rubbing her nuzzle against the leg, coating them in her drool.<br> <br>Spade skitters towards where Kilsa had asked her to meet, wearing a rather ill fitting ragged cloth outfit. She carries a sewing kit with two moai statues balanced on the top carefully as she moves, stopping in her tracks and offering a half hearted wave with a leg to her friend. "Hey!" she chitters as she moves closer.<br> <br>A few moments later, the flutter of wings and some scattering of dust can be heard outside, and Noire enters shoftly after. She offers a quiet wave of acknowledgement to Kilsa and Spade, while casting a raised eyebrow at Tiya. As her drone floats in after her with a quiet buzz, Noire thinks better of saying anything about it for the moment and takes a seat.<br> <br>Kilsa gives a nod to Tiya, "Tiya, you may relax here. I will not punish you for being yourself while we are amoung friend under the condition...you serve the drinks." She smiles and give the mare a soft kiss on the cheek. before waving to Spade and giving her a big hug. "Hey Norie!" She says to the final person to enter in the door. "Well Our building is in the works. Soon it will be built and we will have a true base of operation." The Talakai looks proud and can't seem to stop smiling.<br> <br>Tiya stands up slowly, rolling her tongue around in her mouth as she straightens up, giving a bow towards the adpet. "Thank you, mistress," the topless mare says, turning around and looking at the company. She gives them both a wide grin, her eyes glittering before she steps over towards the fridge, standing next to it ready to obey her mistress, her tail flicking about behind her, looking curiously at the moai statues riding atop the spider.<br> <br>Spade looks over tiya and frowns, giving Kilsa a look before she opens her sewing kit and starts producing threads. "So what exactly do we do again?" she asks with her occupied mind.<br> <br>Noire's lips tighten a bit at the word "mistress", but she focuses her attention back onto the spider girl next to her. For someone who seems to enjoy sewing so much, and a spider no less, she can't help but wonder why she has on such ragged clothing. "Well, technically we 'solve problems', as it was explained to me. I'm hoping that's not as all-encompassing as it sounds," she says with a brief glance to Tiya, "but from the sound of it you'd almost think we had our own cheesy 80's action show, theme song and everything." She grins a bit at the mental image, putting a hand over her mouth at the thought of her trying to look serious in a bell-bottomed catsuit.<br> <br>The adept smiles and starts humming a cheesy theme song, "Nothing of the sort we aren't big heros like that or nothing. We are more of a surgical tool like a scapel. We can do complex surgeries or we can just slit throats." Kilsa winks, "I won't stop you from dressing in spandex and calling out your attacks but I think it safer to say we are a an ever-adapting group in trouble times that is looking for a positive way to make a few cred."<br> <br>Tiya snorts at Noire's comment before raising an eyebrow at the looks towards her, leaning against the fridge and folding her arms beneath her breasts. "Sorry to interrupt a description I have already heard... But have I done something to offend you to?" she asks, tapping the top at the fridge. "I have been instructed by my mistress to provide you with drinks, should you like, otherwise, would you care to explain the problem?" the feral says, her head on the side, her eyes moving between spider and cat, an outside observer might not that the group is in danger from old ladies.<br> <br>Spade stops her work and looks to Tiya, a frown on her face. "I'd like a soda if you have it." she chitters with a hint of offense, turning back to her work. "Well that's a worthy goal." she adds as she works.<br> <br>Noire looks out to the window, her catlike gaze equally aloof. "It's nothing. Sorry if I offended you." Her tone makes it unclear how sincere the statement is, but she carries on anyway. "I don't know about spandex, but you made me think of something." She taps Spade's arm with the back of her hand, then points out her sewing. "If you plan on giving our HQ a store at some point, we could set aside a corner for some non-adventurey things, like clothes. I took a few fashion courses back in college and I've been training in crafting lately. With a little help," she looks over at Spade before turning back to Kilsa, "we could makes some wares people would really want. It'd be a great way to get creds in our downtime."<br> <br>Shirai trudges in looking a little tired, taking large gulp from a thermos. "...Lovely. How late am I?" She chuckles, tail swaying slowly as she approaches the group. "So, how are you all and what should I have been doing?" She smirks slightly, giving Kilsa a brief hug on arrival.<br> <br>The Adept nods at Noire and smiles, "That does sounds like a nice way to get business." Kilsa give a sniff and smells a familiar scent before hearing Shirai speak. "Your fine. We are just chilling here as the workers I hired get the building set up for us to start moving in." She smiles and points out a window to the Clockwork foxes and the F-15 girls working. "Tiya. Please get me a soda of any kind. I'm a little thirsty."<br> <br>Tiya nods her head towards the adept, smiling. "Yes mistress," she says, bending to open the fridge and pull out two sodas. She approaches the group again, handing a soda to Spade casually before presenting the bottle to Kilsa, licking her lips nervously, her tail flicking behind her. "Here you are, mistress, please enjoy it," she says, ignoring the veiled hostility behind her, focusing on the task given to her.<br> <br>Spade smiles and accepts the soda, clicking it open and downing a bit of it as she works. She addresses to Tiya quite plainly "What colors do you like?" as she works out what looks like the bottom of a plain shirt. "And do you change shape often?" she adds, looking to Noire with a smile. "I was planning to sell them myself but I'd love to work with someone gifted in textile arts."<br> <br>Noire smiles back at Spade, trying to refrain from glancing back at the spider legs on her back out of courtesy. "Not exactly GIFTED, really, not in the TEXTILE arts at any rate. I just like to keep a broad skill set." The cat girl / valkyrie drinks her soda with just a slight nod to Tiya in "thanks". She notes Shirai's entrance, and nods to her, too. "Hi, Shirai. We've been talking about objectives, things we plan to do once the HQ's done. Any ideas?"<br> <br>Shirai chuckles quietly as sodas are passed around, opting out of the stuff in favor of more from her thermos. "Really? Just waiting around?" She smirks incredulously. "Hey Noire. Not right now, honestly. I don't talk with many people when I'm in the city or outside of it. I quite value time to myself." the canine chuckles. "I'm not sure about what we'll be doing, but I'm up for just about anything within reason." | + | <div></div><br> <br>Construction occurs next to the little hollowed out building, A small table with several chairs and a refridgerator that is full of drinks and small snacks. Kilsa asked her employers to join her while she looks through a broken window as the construction team made up of Clockwork foxes and a F-15 girl leading them.<br> <br>The sound of heavy hooffalls from behind show the approach of Tiya. She gets down on her knees without a word, having barely glanced through the window and starting to lick over the adept's feet, rubbing her nuzzle against the leg, coating them in her drool.<br> <br>Spade skitters towards where Kilsa had asked her to meet, wearing a rather ill fitting ragged cloth outfit. She carries a sewing kit with two moai statues balanced on the top carefully as she moves, stopping in her tracks and offering a half hearted wave with a leg to her friend. "Hey!" she chitters as she moves closer.<br> <br>A few moments later, the flutter of wings and some scattering of dust can be heard outside, and Noire enters shoftly after. She offers a quiet wave of acknowledgement to Kilsa and Spade, while casting a raised eyebrow at Tiya. As her drone floats in after her with a quiet buzz, Noire thinks better of saying anything about it for the moment and takes a seat.<br> <br>Kilsa gives a nod to Tiya, "Tiya, you may relax here. I will not punish you for being yourself while we are amoung friend under the condition...you serve the drinks." She smiles and give the mare a soft kiss on the cheek. before waving to Spade and giving her a big hug. "Hey Norie!" She says to the final person to enter in the door. "Well Our building is in the works. Soon it will be built and we will have a true base of operation." The Talakai looks proud and can't seem to stop smiling.<br> <br>Tiya stands up slowly, rolling her tongue around in her mouth as she straightens up, giving a bow towards the adpet. "Thank you, mistress," the topless mare says, turning around and looking at the company. She gives them both a wide grin, her eyes glittering before she steps over towards the fridge, standing next to it ready to obey her mistress, her tail flicking about behind her, looking curiously at the moai statues riding atop the spider.<br> <br>Spade looks over tiya and frowns, giving Kilsa a look before she opens her sewing kit and starts producing threads. "So what exactly do we do again?" she asks with her occupied mind.<br> <br>Noire's lips tighten a bit at the word "mistress", but she focuses her attention back onto the spider girl next to her. For someone who seems to enjoy sewing so much, and a spider no less, she can't help but wonder why she has on such ragged clothing. "Well, technically we 'solve problems', as it was explained to me. I'm hoping that's not as all-encompassing as it sounds," she says with a brief glance to Tiya, "but from the sound of it you'd almost think we had our own cheesy 80's action show, theme song and everything." She grins a bit at the mental image, putting a hand over her mouth at the thought of her trying to look serious in a bell-bottomed catsuit.<br> <br>The adept smiles and starts humming a cheesy theme song, "Nothing of the sort we aren't big heros like that or nothing. We are more of a surgical tool like a scapel. We can do complex surgeries or we can just slit throats." Kilsa winks, "I won't stop you from dressing in spandex and calling out your attacks but I think it safer to say we are a an ever-adapting group in trouble times that is looking for a positive way to make a few cred."<br> <br>Tiya snorts at Noire's comment before raising an eyebrow at the looks towards her, leaning against the fridge and folding her arms beneath her breasts. "Sorry to interrupt a description I have already heard... But have I done something to offend you to?" she asks, tapping the top at the fridge. "I have been instructed by my mistress to provide you with drinks, should you like, otherwise, would you care to explain the problem?" the feral says, her head on the side, her eyes moving between spider and cat, an outside observer might not that the group is in danger from old ladies.<br> <br>Spade stops her work and looks to Tiya, a frown on her face. "I'd like a soda if you have it." she chitters with a hint of offense, turning back to her work. "Well that's a worthy goal." she adds as she works.<br> <br>Noire looks out to the window, her catlike gaze equally aloof. "It's nothing. Sorry if I offended you." Her tone makes it unclear how sincere the statement is, but she carries on anyway. "I don't know about spandex, but you made me think of something." She taps Spade's arm with the back of her hand, then points out her sewing. "If you plan on giving our HQ a store at some point, we could set aside a corner for some non-adventurey things, like clothes. I took a few fashion courses back in college and I've been training in crafting lately. With a little help," she looks over at Spade before turning back to Kilsa, "we could makes some wares people would really want. It'd be a great way to get creds in our downtime."<br> <br>Shirai trudges in looking a little tired, taking large gulp from a thermos. "...Lovely. How late am I?" She chuckles, tail swaying slowly as she approaches the group. "So, how are you all and what should I have been doing?" She smirks slightly, giving Kilsa a brief hug on arrival.<br> <br>The Adept nods at Noire and smiles, "That does sounds like a nice way to get business." Kilsa give a sniff and smells a familiar scent before hearing Shirai speak. "Your fine. We are just chilling here as the workers I hired get the building set up for us to start moving in." She smiles and points out a window to the Clockwork foxes and the F-15 girls working. "Tiya. Please get me a soda of any kind. I'm a little thirsty."<br> <br>Tiya nods her head towards the adept, smiling. "Yes mistress," she says, bending to open the fridge and pull out two sodas. She approaches the group again, handing a soda to Spade casually before presenting the bottle to Kilsa, licking her lips nervously, her tail flicking behind her. "Here you are, mistress, please enjoy it," she says, ignoring the veiled hostility behind her, focusing on the task given to her.<br> <br>Spade smiles and accepts the soda, clicking it open and downing a bit of it as she works. She addresses to Tiya quite plainly "What colors do you like?" as she works out what looks like the bottom of a plain shirt. "And do you change shape often?" she adds, looking to Noire with a smile. "I was planning to sell them myself but I'd love to work with someone gifted in textile arts."<br> <br>Noire smiles back at Spade, trying to refrain from glancing back at the spider legs on her back out of courtesy. "Not exactly GIFTED, really, not in the TEXTILE arts at any rate. I just like to keep a broad skill set." The cat girl / valkyrie drinks her soda with just a slight nod to Tiya in "thanks". She notes Shirai's entrance, and nods to her, too. "Hi, Shirai. We've been talking about objectives, things we plan to do once the HQ's done. Any ideas?"<br> <br>Shirai chuckles quietly as sodas are passed around, opting out of the stuff in favor of more from her thermos. "Really? Just waiting around?" She smirks incredulously. "Hey Noire. Not right now, honestly. I don't talk with many people when I'm in the city or outside of it. I quite value time to myself." the canine chuckles. "I'm not sure about what we'll be doing, but I'm up for just about anything within reason."<br> <br>A soft chuckles from kilsa as she look over to Equine, "Tiya you are allowed to sit and drink with us as well." She says before turning to Shirai, "Well Shirai its kinda like this, I can't get to many people to take use seriously without looking like we are professional. You know with a nice base and a lot of minor deeds under our belt. Only contract I've got right now is simply to milk a few skunk girls. I'm putting that one sooooo far on the back burner." She chuckled even louder as she shift into a skunkgirl with odd fur.<br> <br>Tiya nods towards Kilsa, going back over the to the fridge and getting a soda for herself, returning and sitting down on the floor, crossing her legs. "I like... pink?" the equine asks, looking at the spider, sipping at her drink. "And I stay like this," she says before looking up at Kilsa, licking her lips slowly. "Why do skunk girls even need milking?" she asks with a shrug.<br> <br>Spade nods and flicks her sewing kit open once more to find some form of pink to give the creation when she finishes it, her legs turning into a flurry as she works. "Well that's easy enough. Just give me a bit." she chitters and looks to Noire briefly before watching her work. "Well mine is a very specific skillset, so i'd be happy to have some help if you want to work together sometime."<br> <br>Noire nods at Spade, watching her legs move with fascination. "It'd be fun, and educational, if nothing else." She smiles genuinely at the spider person, but as Kilsa shifts into something different, an almost imperceptible twitch in her ears makes her pause. Uncertain as to the cause, Noire looks around, and zeroes in on Kilsa. Something about her (apart from the fact that she's a skunk), sets the cat-valkyrie on edge, but she can't quite pin it down. Of its own volition, her tail puffs up and flicks about. "... Hm." That fur...<br> <br>Shirai nods. "Well, what kinds of 'little jobs' do you mean? There's always some salvaging to be done." She comments, not expecting it to be the kind of work the group will be looking for from her expression. "And I'm fairly sure there are some areas that need cleaning up for the Prometheans and Zephyr. Not sure about RSX; They don't get along too well with me from personal experience." She adds unconcernedly. "I don't really mind if we deal with them, as long as they don't slander me again." She grumbles, shaking her head a little disdainfully. "It's surprising how few of them managed to understand that just because I don't directly associate with Zephyr or RSX doesn't make me a Promethean either. I just helped them out with their farms and salvage aquisition." <br> <br>Kilsa smiles, "You like pink?" Her skin changes rapidly as a new coat of fur rips through her skin. "Now I'm pink too." She chuckles and stand up stretching. "They want the milk from wild skunk girls to find out something relating to their breeding and growth rate." She chuckles and grips her own mammaries through her shirt. "So these won't work." Kilsa note Shirai's concern, "I'll try to make our RSX dealings with those that are more friendly and sympathic to infectees." She reaches over to the Equine and gives her a gentle scratch like one would do to a well behaved dog.<br> <br>Tiya tosses her mane at the scratching to her hair, rubbing her cheek into Kilsa's thigh in thanks for the affection, her eyes focused on the group. "Why do you ask?" the Equine asks the spider, still rubbing her head against the adept, eyeing the mammaries. "What are all your names?" she asks, looking around the group, tail swishing along the floor. "I have not met some of you."<br> <br>Spade speeds up the process by making the shirt thin and just big enough that it can be worn by Tiya, her work more than two thirds of the way done. "I'm making you a shirt, you're exposed." she chitters very plainly. "Educational?" she quips back to Noire before addressing Tiya again. "I'm Spade dear. It's nice to meet you." <br> <br>Noire's hackles lower when Kilsa's fur shifts again, and she flexes her hand idly as the mystery goes unsolved, for the better of all involved. "I've got a quick eye and I'm just about as quick to learn things. Besides, I never got to finish that class before everything..." Noire waves her hand, dismissing the subject. "Well, anyway, it'll be fun and that's reason enough. Plus, I'd been planning on working on armor at some point, so it'd help me make it so it doesn't look like people are walking around in steel boxes." She turns her attention to Tiya, at least making the effort to act civil. "I'm Noire. Nice to meet you, Spade. You, too."<br> <br>Shirai glance back at Tiya for a moment. "Hm. You seem... Different to last time I saw you." She muses, and looks back at Kilsa with a slight smirk. "I appreciate the thought, Kilsa." She smiles, giving the adept a nuzzle in apparrent disregard for the others in that moment.<br> <br>"I've not tried my hand at making anything in a while, I'm not a feral but I have given in to the feral way of fight except a few key items. Like my rocket launcher...." She looks at the pink rocket propped up against the wall. "Well Tiya.. There is our new friend Spade a sister from another organization I was apart of and is a very good maker of clothing . The uncomfortable looking feline is Noire, She hates large wolfs and doesnt' play fetch very well." She chuckles with her poor introductions. "Tiya went through a life changing experience recently." She grins like she is hiding something before whispering to Shirai.<br> <br>Tiya shrugs towards Shirai, her head on the side. "I have recieved new instructions from my mistress and been marked. This requires a change of attitude towards the pack," the equine says with a sigh, looking a little sad for a moment, rubbing her cheek against the adept's thigh for a moment. "I have yet to assert dominance over any of you and so this pack is lacking structure. However, I am submissive to my mistress, who is Alpha," the equine explains, giving a full descripition of her world view, leaning against Kilsa. "I am Tiya. I would like an opportunity to establish who is dominant," the feral says, bowing to the pair for a moment before smiling to Spade's offer. "My mistress broke my clothing and has yet to offer more. You will need her permission to garb me, Spade."<br> <br>Spade listens to Kilsa with a smirk and then Tiya with a raised eyebrow. If they think they're going to assert dominance over her they are sadly mistaken, she'll have to have a heart to heart with them in their sleeping quarters after hours involving poisons and a gun if that comes up she decides, visibly nodding to herself. "Kilsa, do you mind?" she asks looking up to her friend as she finishse the basic shirt, reaching for some dye as she studies Kilsa's shirt design. She smirks once more and begins producing more thread, reaching for black dye as well before she starts to apply pink to the shirt.<br> <br>Noire's ears flatten back against her helmet at the prospect of having dominance asserted over her. "Okay, I'm just going to say it. You kind of weird me out. That whole..." she gestures at Kilsa and Tiya with both arms, "thing... is kind of weird. But I can deal with that. I'm used to having to deal with that. I'm an artist, I was in college, I've seen some weird relationships. I've been pretty open-minded about that kind of thing. So I can live with the whole mistress/pet deal, just don't expect me to play into it. If I sub for anyone it's going to be in the bedroom, or a hotel room, or a closet or something." She crosses her arms stubbornly, feeling just a little bit bad in the back of her head for going off on such a tangent. So she quickly picks back up again, tail flicking anxiously. "... How long do you think it'll take to finish the building?" |
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Construction occurs next to the little hollowed out building, A small table with several chairs and a refridgerator that is full of drinks and small snacks. Kilsa asked her employers to join her while she looks through a broken window as the construction team made up of Clockwork foxes and a F-15 girl leading them.
The sound of heavy hooffalls from behind show the approach of Tiya. She gets down on her knees without a word, having barely glanced through the window and starting to lick over the adept's feet, rubbing her nuzzle against the leg, coating them in her drool.
Spade skitters towards where Kilsa had asked her to meet, wearing a rather ill fitting ragged cloth outfit. She carries a sewing kit with two moai statues balanced on the top carefully as she moves, stopping in her tracks and offering a half hearted wave with a leg to her friend. "Hey!" she chitters as she moves closer.
A few moments later, the flutter of wings and some scattering of dust can be heard outside, and Noire enters shoftly after. She offers a quiet wave of acknowledgement to Kilsa and Spade, while casting a raised eyebrow at Tiya. As her drone floats in after her with a quiet buzz, Noire thinks better of saying anything about it for the moment and takes a seat.
Kilsa gives a nod to Tiya, "Tiya, you may relax here. I will not punish you for being yourself while we are amoung friend under the condition...you serve the drinks." She smiles and give the mare a soft kiss on the cheek. before waving to Spade and giving her a big hug. "Hey Norie!" She says to the final person to enter in the door. "Well Our building is in the works. Soon it will be built and we will have a true base of operation." The Talakai looks proud and can't seem to stop smiling.
Tiya stands up slowly, rolling her tongue around in her mouth as she straightens up, giving a bow towards the adpet. "Thank you, mistress," the topless mare says, turning around and looking at the company. She gives them both a wide grin, her eyes glittering before she steps over towards the fridge, standing next to it ready to obey her mistress, her tail flicking about behind her, looking curiously at the moai statues riding atop the spider.
Spade looks over tiya and frowns, giving Kilsa a look before she opens her sewing kit and starts producing threads. "So what exactly do we do again?" she asks with her occupied mind.
Noire's lips tighten a bit at the word "mistress", but she focuses her attention back onto the spider girl next to her. For someone who seems to enjoy sewing so much, and a spider no less, she can't help but wonder why she has on such ragged clothing. "Well, technically we 'solve problems', as it was explained to me. I'm hoping that's not as all-encompassing as it sounds," she says with a brief glance to Tiya, "but from the sound of it you'd almost think we had our own cheesy 80's action show, theme song and everything." She grins a bit at the mental image, putting a hand over her mouth at the thought of her trying to look serious in a bell-bottomed catsuit.
The adept smiles and starts humming a cheesy theme song, "Nothing of the sort we aren't big heros like that or nothing. We are more of a surgical tool like a scapel. We can do complex surgeries or we can just slit throats." Kilsa winks, "I won't stop you from dressing in spandex and calling out your attacks but I think it safer to say we are a an ever-adapting group in trouble times that is looking for a positive way to make a few cred."
Tiya snorts at Noire's comment before raising an eyebrow at the looks towards her, leaning against the fridge and folding her arms beneath her breasts. "Sorry to interrupt a description I have already heard... But have I done something to offend you to?" she asks, tapping the top at the fridge. "I have been instructed by my mistress to provide you with drinks, should you like, otherwise, would you care to explain the problem?" the feral says, her head on the side, her eyes moving between spider and cat, an outside observer might not that the group is in danger from old ladies.
Spade stops her work and looks to Tiya, a frown on her face. "I'd like a soda if you have it." she chitters with a hint of offense, turning back to her work. "Well that's a worthy goal." she adds as she works.
Noire looks out to the window, her catlike gaze equally aloof. "It's nothing. Sorry if I offended you." Her tone makes it unclear how sincere the statement is, but she carries on anyway. "I don't know about spandex, but you made me think of something." She taps Spade's arm with the back of her hand, then points out her sewing. "If you plan on giving our HQ a store at some point, we could set aside a corner for some non-adventurey things, like clothes. I took a few fashion courses back in college and I've been training in crafting lately. With a little help," she looks over at Spade before turning back to Kilsa, "we could makes some wares people would really want. It'd be a great way to get creds in our downtime."
Shirai trudges in looking a little tired, taking large gulp from a thermos. "...Lovely. How late am I?" She chuckles, tail swaying slowly as she approaches the group. "So, how are you all and what should I have been doing?" She smirks slightly, giving Kilsa a brief hug on arrival.
The Adept nods at Noire and smiles, "That does sounds like a nice way to get business." Kilsa give a sniff and smells a familiar scent before hearing Shirai speak. "Your fine. We are just chilling here as the workers I hired get the building set up for us to start moving in." She smiles and points out a window to the Clockwork foxes and the F-15 girls working. "Tiya. Please get me a soda of any kind. I'm a little thirsty."
Tiya nods her head towards the adept, smiling. "Yes mistress," she says, bending to open the fridge and pull out two sodas. She approaches the group again, handing a soda to Spade casually before presenting the bottle to Kilsa, licking her lips nervously, her tail flicking behind her. "Here you are, mistress, please enjoy it," she says, ignoring the veiled hostility behind her, focusing on the task given to her.
Spade smiles and accepts the soda, clicking it open and downing a bit of it as she works. She addresses to Tiya quite plainly "What colors do you like?" as she works out what looks like the bottom of a plain shirt. "And do you change shape often?" she adds, looking to Noire with a smile. "I was planning to sell them myself but I'd love to work with someone gifted in textile arts."
Noire smiles back at Spade, trying to refrain from glancing back at the spider legs on her back out of courtesy. "Not exactly GIFTED, really, not in the TEXTILE arts at any rate. I just like to keep a broad skill set." The cat girl / valkyrie drinks her soda with just a slight nod to Tiya in "thanks". She notes Shirai's entrance, and nods to her, too. "Hi, Shirai. We've been talking about objectives, things we plan to do once the HQ's done. Any ideas?"
Shirai chuckles quietly as sodas are passed around, opting out of the stuff in favor of more from her thermos. "Really? Just waiting around?" She smirks incredulously. "Hey Noire. Not right now, honestly. I don't talk with many people when I'm in the city or outside of it. I quite value time to myself." the canine chuckles. "I'm not sure about what we'll be doing, but I'm up for just about anything within reason."
A soft chuckles from kilsa as she look over to Equine, "Tiya you are allowed to sit and drink with us as well." She says before turning to Shirai, "Well Shirai its kinda like this, I can't get to many people to take use seriously without looking like we are professional. You know with a nice base and a lot of minor deeds under our belt. Only contract I've got right now is simply to milk a few skunk girls. I'm putting that one sooooo far on the back burner." She chuckled even louder as she shift into a skunkgirl with odd fur.
Tiya nods towards Kilsa, going back over the to the fridge and getting a soda for herself, returning and sitting down on the floor, crossing her legs. "I like... pink?" the equine asks, looking at the spider, sipping at her drink. "And I stay like this," she says before looking up at Kilsa, licking her lips slowly. "Why do skunk girls even need milking?" she asks with a shrug.
Spade nods and flicks her sewing kit open once more to find some form of pink to give the creation when she finishes it, her legs turning into a flurry as she works. "Well that's easy enough. Just give me a bit." she chitters and looks to Noire briefly before watching her work. "Well mine is a very specific skillset, so i'd be happy to have some help if you want to work together sometime."
Noire nods at Spade, watching her legs move with fascination. "It'd be fun, and educational, if nothing else." She smiles genuinely at the spider person, but as Kilsa shifts into something different, an almost imperceptible twitch in her ears makes her pause. Uncertain as to the cause, Noire looks around, and zeroes in on Kilsa. Something about her (apart from the fact that she's a skunk), sets the cat-valkyrie on edge, but she can't quite pin it down. Of its own volition, her tail puffs up and flicks about. "... Hm." That fur...
Shirai nods. "Well, what kinds of 'little jobs' do you mean? There's always some salvaging to be done." She comments, not expecting it to be the kind of work the group will be looking for from her expression. "And I'm fairly sure there are some areas that need cleaning up for the Prometheans and Zephyr. Not sure about RSX; They don't get along too well with me from personal experience." She adds unconcernedly. "I don't really mind if we deal with them, as long as they don't slander me again." She grumbles, shaking her head a little disdainfully. "It's surprising how few of them managed to understand that just because I don't directly associate with Zephyr or RSX doesn't make me a Promethean either. I just helped them out with their farms and salvage aquisition."
Kilsa smiles, "You like pink?" Her skin changes rapidly as a new coat of fur rips through her skin. "Now I'm pink too." She chuckles and stand up stretching. "They want the milk from wild skunk girls to find out something relating to their breeding and growth rate." She chuckles and grips her own mammaries through her shirt. "So these won't work." Kilsa note Shirai's concern, "I'll try to make our RSX dealings with those that are more friendly and sympathic to infectees." She reaches over to the Equine and gives her a gentle scratch like one would do to a well behaved dog.
Tiya tosses her mane at the scratching to her hair, rubbing her cheek into Kilsa's thigh in thanks for the affection, her eyes focused on the group. "Why do you ask?" the Equine asks the spider, still rubbing her head against the adept, eyeing the mammaries. "What are all your names?" she asks, looking around the group, tail swishing along the floor. "I have not met some of you."
Spade speeds up the process by making the shirt thin and just big enough that it can be worn by Tiya, her work more than two thirds of the way done. "I'm making you a shirt, you're exposed." she chitters very plainly. "Educational?" she quips back to Noire before addressing Tiya again. "I'm Spade dear. It's nice to meet you."
Noire's hackles lower when Kilsa's fur shifts again, and she flexes her hand idly as the mystery goes unsolved, for the better of all involved. "I've got a quick eye and I'm just about as quick to learn things. Besides, I never got to finish that class before everything..." Noire waves her hand, dismissing the subject. "Well, anyway, it'll be fun and that's reason enough. Plus, I'd been planning on working on armor at some point, so it'd help me make it so it doesn't look like people are walking around in steel boxes." She turns her attention to Tiya, at least making the effort to act civil. "I'm Noire. Nice to meet you, Spade. You, too."
Shirai glance back at Tiya for a moment. "Hm. You seem... Different to last time I saw you." She muses, and looks back at Kilsa with a slight smirk. "I appreciate the thought, Kilsa." She smiles, giving the adept a nuzzle in apparrent disregard for the others in that moment.
"I've not tried my hand at making anything in a while, I'm not a feral but I have given in to the feral way of fight except a few key items. Like my rocket launcher...." She looks at the pink rocket propped up against the wall. "Well Tiya.. There is our new friend Spade a sister from another organization I was apart of and is a very good maker of clothing . The uncomfortable looking feline is Noire, She hates large wolfs and doesnt' play fetch very well." She chuckles with her poor introductions. "Tiya went through a life changing experience recently." She grins like she is hiding something before whispering to Shirai.
Tiya shrugs towards Shirai, her head on the side. "I have recieved new instructions from my mistress and been marked. This requires a change of attitude towards the pack," the equine says with a sigh, looking a little sad for a moment, rubbing her cheek against the adept's thigh for a moment. "I have yet to assert dominance over any of you and so this pack is lacking structure. However, I am submissive to my mistress, who is Alpha," the equine explains, giving a full descripition of her world view, leaning against Kilsa. "I am Tiya. I would like an opportunity to establish who is dominant," the feral says, bowing to the pair for a moment before smiling to Spade's offer. "My mistress broke my clothing and has yet to offer more. You will need her permission to garb me, Spade."
Spade listens to Kilsa with a smirk and then Tiya with a raised eyebrow. If they think they're going to assert dominance over her they are sadly mistaken, she'll have to have a heart to heart with them in their sleeping quarters after hours involving poisons and a gun if that comes up she decides, visibly nodding to herself. "Kilsa, do you mind?" she asks looking up to her friend as she finishse the basic shirt, reaching for some dye as she studies Kilsa's shirt design. She smirks once more and begins producing more thread, reaching for black dye as well before she starts to apply pink to the shirt.
Noire's ears flatten back against her helmet at the prospect of having dominance asserted over her. "Okay, I'm just going to say it. You kind of weird me out. That whole..." she gestures at Kilsa and Tiya with both arms, "thing... is kind of weird. But I can deal with that. I'm used to having to deal with that. I'm an artist, I was in college, I've seen some weird relationships. I've been pretty open-minded about that kind of thing. So I can live with the whole mistress/pet deal, just don't expect me to play into it. If I sub for anyone it's going to be in the bedroom, or a hotel room, or a closet or something." She crosses her arms stubbornly, feeling just a little bit bad in the back of her head for going off on such a tangent. So she quickly picks back up again, tail flicking anxiously. "... How long do you think it'll take to finish the building?"
