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The Midnight Drifter (Halloween)
| >it's whiteness emphasized the bartender's pale skin and bright green eyes quite a bit, giving her an almost transient paleness.
>Fitting for the "Divine" Emily.
>In front of her, sitting atop a stool at the bar, was a tiny officer of the law with bright red horns sprouting from atop her head.
>She was dressed up in japanese style maid-outfit, with a short kimono and frilly apron, along with a frilly skirt and white stockings.
"Does it feel comfortable Tali?"
>Emily asked the Oni
| >The Oni, "Tali" seemed uncertain about the clothes, pulling upon the sleeves and the obi that tied it together underneath the white apron.
>She had never worn eastern clothes like these before, much less a printed kimono covered in red maple motifs, being much more used to loose fitting western clothes and dresses.
"It's tight~ a-and uncomfortable!"
>She said in a cute lisp as the tender walked to approach her and started adjusting the obi, to loosen it.
| >Emily with all the grace expected of a japanese granny from the countryside gently adjusted the kimono before pulling the apron to its full lenght.
>It was no small wonder why she even knew how to adjust clothes like these.
>She smiled
"So? How is it now?"
>The oni bit down on her lower lip as she started moving around a bit, flapping her arms and legs and stretching ligthly.
"I-its better! Good work!!"
>She exclaimed, happily, before a slight cloud passed over her countenance.
| >The Oni simply looked up at Emily who tilted her head to the side, her eyes expressing worry at the sudden change within her small friend
"You see... It's"
>Emily nodded, she was listening attentively as "Tali" started to squirm and stutter.
>What was it? Was it still too tight? She didn't misadjust the measurements did she? It was based on measures from three years ago, what if she had grown!
>... Yeah, no she hadn't grown at all.
"I-it's"
>Go on little Oni, you can do it!
| >Tali looked up defiantly with a smug grin, her eyes focused on the bartender before she declared.
"It's too hot! I need a drink!!!"
>Emily simply stared in awe at the little creature before her, astounded.
"...Tali, remind me what your usual body temperature is again?"
>She asked the Oni with a grin, her eyes closed.
"Huh? The doctor says it's 30! Higher numbers are always good!"
>The Oni declared with a puff of her chest
"Then isn't it always hot?"
>Emily says flatly.
"Oh! True!"
| > Stepping into the business was a towering amazon of a western maid. Decorated in black and white, Tierra stepped into the Drifter as none other than a French catgirl maid.
> She did not appear pleased, a light pink blush alighting the bridge of her nose as she stiffly approached the bar. Her stockings and gloves were translucent enough to reveal the gray metal that was underneath them, and the delicate black shoes were... awkward on her body.
"G-Greetings"
> She stammered.
| >>799576
>Emily gave the cat-girl maid a bow and smiled
>She was amazed by how fate worked, here we had a dark-haired western maid and a blonde eastern maid.
>She once more determined within her heart that god was indeed real.
"Hello and welcome to the drifter! Please take a seat anywhere you'd like miss!"
>The Oni simply stared at the cat with a puzzled expression before scratching her head.
>Tierra would recognize the Tiny major, it was hard not to.
| >>799577
> Tierra quietly sat down at the bar next to Chanka and quietly nodded down at her.
"Er... hello, Major Chanka, or are you off duty right now?"
> She looked up at Emily and sighed quietly before shaking her head and deciding to order.
"Uhm, could I get a Cobalt Velvet, double the karmotrine, two half-units of powdered delta, and two splashes of bronsen extract served over rocks?"
> She devised this drink as a way to get drunk. It didn't work, but she did like it.
| >>799579
>Chanka drops her fist into her open palm in a moment of brilliance
"You're Tierra aren't you! Major is fine for tonight, I did just get off work though!"
>She points to a bag next to her seat, absolutely filled with candy.
"People at work gave me all these you see!"
>She's overtly excited, bobbing her head and jumping up and down like a child on Christmas day
>Or Halloween day.
|>Emily, the bartender serves your drink of choice to the seat next to Chanka
"Enjoy it miss!"
| >Emily then places a glass in front of Chanka, filling it to the brim with karmotrine before dropping in a parasol.
>She hands the """Drink""" to the Oni who smiles joyously as she sits back down
"So tell me Miss, uh, Tierra"
>Emily starts to speak, using the same name her diminutive companion had used to refer to the tall catboomer
"What brings you out here tonight?"
>She asks, curious.
| >>799584
"Indeed, that is me. It pleases me that you've recognized me this time, Major Chanka."
> Tierra took her drink from Emily and laid a credstick on the counter before sipping from the glass. Perfection.
"That's an excellent bounty, if I had more I would give it to you."
>>799587
> Tierra looked up at Emily and firmly nodded. She tried to smile again.
"My therapist and agent suggested I get out and 'enjoy' the holiday. This outfit is rather... difficult to enjoy."
| >>799588
>Emily nods and smiles
"They gave you a great idea! You're very pretty and seem to have a good figure Miss Tierra, so I think the outfit suits you extremely well."
>She gives a thumbs up of approval to the tall catboomer
|>Chanka simply looks at Emily with a tilted head
"Is she pretty? I really can't tell."
>She shrugs, downing the karmotrine within the glass before smiling smugly
"But yes of course I would recognize you! How could anyone not!!"
>She says confidently
| >>799589
> Tierra nodded at Emily's complements unabashedly. They did not seem to phase her.
"I appreciate your kind words, Miss Emily. I was lead to believe this was the reason why the outfit was chosen for me."
> Then, Chanka said a rather innocent statement that caused a light blush to form on Tierra's face.
"Ah... I stand out that much...? I knew these gloves and stockings didn't hide them well enough..."
> She fidgeted in her seat before drinking from her glass.
| >>799591
>Chanka seems utterly confused.
"Huh? Not its your voice and ears that tipped me off you know!"
>She seems to be expecting praise for her efforts, her smug smile is back in action once more.
>Emily nods
"Yes, it looks very good! You make a fine pair with Tali here too, how do you two know eachother?"
>She generally was aware that Chanka didn't really have a lot of friends, so she was quite surprised to see her interact and recognize someone other than her work partners.
| >>799592
> Tierra was somewhat relieved and sighed as she attempted to smile at Chanka.
"Ah, that is comforting to know. Thank you for recognizing my most important features, Major."
> She turned her head back to Emily and gently shrugged.
"We have met from time to time, often it is with incident and I am merely an active bystander. Ah, I believe I shall pay for the Major's next drink. I do not owe another, but I believe it is wise."
> She nodded, her answer incomplete to most
| >Into the bar walks a petite woman with heavy dark circles under her eyes and dressed in flamboyant 80s workout attire. In lieu of a sweatband appears to be a band of metal that wraps around her head, a permanent fixture. She lazily makes her way up to the counter and attempts to hail a bartender.
| >Behind the woman walks a smaller girl, dressed in a black Japanese-inspired military uniform, katana and all. Despite her military outfit, her black hair went down slightly below her waist.
>The top of her hat had a drone that had the appearance of a baby chick with a small little pirate hat and an eyepatch.
"Uwa~! Cute~!"
| >Into the bar walks a small girl dressed in a blue gothic lolital dress, sporting a black ribbon on her glossy blond hair and a pair of glasses on her dainty nose, framing her blue eyes
"Nihihi... what a Night, so many cuties just wandering around without a care!"
>The girl hugs her own body as she approaches the bar
>Itzs evident that her costume is supposed to be Alice from the popular work
"Emily, you look adorable tonight!"
>Alice Arcand winks to the bartender with a smile
| >>799602
>Chanka smiles and hands you a chocolate bar from her bag of spoils
>She then goes back to her now refilled glass of Karmotrine, Emily having topped it off while she was talking.
"Don't feel the need to pay for Tali, she'll run you dry you know?"
>Emily says, a nervous smile adorns her features
>She can see it again, the sight of a slightly tipsy Chanka getting treated by another officer, emptying their wallet clean before falling asleep on the counter like a slob.
| >>799606
"Welcome to the Midnight Drifter! What would you like miss?"
>>799609
>Emily, having greeted her first guest, turns to face the others
"Ah, welcome as well, please take a seat!"
>She points to the Chick wearing a pirate hat
"Woah, that's a cute little one!"
>>799611
"Alice? Somehow I think you could have chosen a better costume you know?"
>She says with a grin
"And thanks, I wondered what to dress up aa and I found this outfit in my Grandfather's things"
| >>799613
"Woah! Thanks for the sight gramps!"
>Alice puts her hands together in prayer as she sits down... her tension is running high today
"As far as my costume goes... my maid made me put it on. I originally wanted to dress a little bit more... enticing?"
>She laughs before resting her chin in her hand
"I'll have something sweet like you, Emily."
>She winks
| >>799615
>Emily frowns a little at the obvious flirting.
>She pulls out a fedora from beneath the bar...
| >>799613
>The girl grins and nods slightly, sitting in front of the bar. The chick gives a little smug chirp.
"Ehe~ I made him myself~ He's really useful you know~!"
>Tilting her head from side to side, humming to herself quietly.
| >>799613
>The woman with the metal headband is almost startled when the question is asked, like she was halfway asleep and just awakened.
"O-oh hey. Do you guys have any alcohol you can mix with an energy drink or...coffee maybe? I'd like something to help keep me awake."
"And uh... nice costume!"
| >>799618
>Alice's face goes bright
"Even your mean side is cute!"
>She looks around at all the womeb around
"As expected... maids are still numéro un... nothing beats a cute maid with a flush on her face... ah, but my Ymeris is still the cutest!"
>This girl... is she already drunk?
| >>799612
> Tierra nodded solemnly at Emily's warning.
"Fear not, Miss, I only intend to ay for the one drink. I appreciate the warning."
> She took the chocolate bar and nodded her head at Chanka in thanks.
"Thank you, Major."
> She did not waste time unwrapping it to eat. She liked sweets.
>>799621
> Tierra turned to the exclamations of one of the newer patrons before sizing them up.
"...Are maids truly that popular? Perhaps this was a good choice after all..."
| >>799628
>The woman with the metal headband tilts her head when the catboomer speaks, unable to stop listening to the people talking near her.
"You're an *interesting* one."
>She says before letting out a big yawn that she tries desperately to cover with one of her hands.
"Maids always print... It's hard facts."
| >Another pair of figures enter the bar. One is a smiling woman, dressed in a greek-style clothing with the white outer mantle, as well as a bronze-colored breastplate adorn with a snake symbol and a corinthian helmet worn tipped upward with her long black hair flowing freely down.
"This is great!"
>She says excitedly as the other, hand in hand with her, walk in. He's a man of around the same age, dressed in a prohibition-era gangster costume, with the suit and the bowler cap.
| >>799628
"Maids are powerful. You should see my actual maid. She's got a very powerful chest, too."
>The girl laughs
| >>799631
> Tierra turned to the banded woman after she was addressed and curiously tilted her head.
"Ah, thank you for the complement... I see now why this outfit was suggested to me. A popular choice cannot go wrong."
>>799635
> Turning back to the first woman, Tierra considered her words. Maids are powerful, and so was she. Yes, this was a perfect costume.
"A powerful chest...? How does one..."
> Was her chest powerful? How many of her augs counted. Maybe a gun or two...?
| >>799760
"Hmm, hmm, yeah... it's big, ree-al big. Powerful stuff, very good at using said stuff too."
>The small girl laughs up a storm at her own words
"Not too bad yourself! Very cute cat, can I pet your ears?"
>Alice asks, a composed smile on her face
| >>799777
> Tierra looked down at the girl, her face twisting up in confusion. Was *THIS* normal? She had never had anyone ask to pet her ears before.
"Um... I have never been asked that question and therefore I am conflicted on how to answer that... For the time being I shall say yes."
> Tierra tilted her head down for the small girl to pet her. She was once again complemented on her looks, but part of her feels it was directed at her chest, instead.
| >>799620
>Emily nods
"Would a jaeger bomb do? I'm not particularly used to mixing alcohol with energy drinks... Oh, but I make a mean irish coffee too!"
>She seems proud of that fact
>>799619
>Emily smiles
"Can I touch him?"
>She asks
>>799797
>Chanka frowns at Alice's actions towards her newly minted Catboomer friend.
"Hey! Why are you getting pats and I'm not!?"
| >>799760
>The sleepy woman nods her head, fighting against the urge to just let slumber take her.
"Yeah... It was a good choice. You have the catgirl bonus too!"
>She says as she puts her hands above her head mimicking cat ears.
>>799804
>Still with her hands above her head, she turns to respond to Emily.
"I sense confidence in your irish coffee. Plus... it just seems like a rainy day drink."
| >>799804
"Of course you can~!"
>Evening picks up the chick and places him onto the bar counter, stroking the top of his head with her fingertip. He responds with a joyful chirp.
"People say AI can be a bad thing, but it's a good thing, I think too~ If I meet my ends by the feathers of this guy, I don't think I would mind~"
| >>799797
>Alice gleefully pets the soft ears
"Ah man, I wish I'd get to keep a cat. They're really nice..."
>Her eyes have something to them, some sort of hypnotic depth
"Hehe... it's a shame, real deep shame."
>She licks her lips, her eyes slowly going up and down like an insect collector observing the bugs pinned on it's wall.
| >>799804
> Tierra would not stand for her friend feeling left out. She stretched one of her hands forth and pat Chanka on the head, her hand was heavy and slightly cold.
>>799807
"Ah, thank you. The ears were not my choice, but it pleases me that it is beneficial to me."
>>799829
> Tierra looked at Alice for a few moments while she was pet. It certainly felt nice, but something about the woman's behavior was disquieting.
"I think you are looking at me a little strangely."
| >>799838
"Am I? Ufufu... maybe my bad habit is coming out again... whenever I see a cute person acting meek, I find myself wanting them all for myself."
>She ceases the petting
"You take good care of your hair, I can tell. It was very soft."
>Her gaze goes back to normal.. but somehow it feels a little weird still, like her heart isn't in it
| >>799847
"...Ah, I see."
> Tierra leaned away from Alice once she was done petting and used her free hand to smooth and straighten the disturbed hair.
"I appreciate your recognition of my hair. I believe it is important to look your best in life to ensure that you are not underestimated."
> Tierra's gaze stuck to Alice for a moment, her eyes briefly glowing for a moment before dimming back down.
"I am afraid I am not available for anything other than freelancing jobs."
| >>799838
>The tired woman realizes she's been making pretend cat ears for an uncomfortable length of time and slowly relaxes her arms.
"I see... I feel many things that aren't your choice can become your choice. Maybe... it's all about what you make of it."
>>799847
>She sits and ponders the strangers gaze for awhile as well in an almost clinical fashion, Alice isn't even looking at her.
| >>799838
"Yaaay!"
>Chanka's hair is fluffy, it feels good to the touch, her natural body heat radiates even from her head, making it even softer.
>It's like she just came out of the dryer.
>>799808
>Emily pats the little chick with a smile
"He seems like a good boy, I doubt those feathers would hurt anyone!"
>She chuckles
>>799807
>A glass cup on a stem makes its way to you, filled with rich coffee and Irish cream
"Tell me what you think"
| >>799874
>The little chick rubs up against the pats, chirping happily
"Haha, oh please, this little guy is a real troublemaker~"
>Evening grins at the chick. In response, he gives her hand a slight peck.
| >>799874
>The sleepy woman grabs the cup of coffee in both hands and lets the warmth seep through to her fingers for awhile before taking a sip.
"Ahhh... Thank You! Miss...? I don't think I caught your name."
"But you seem to be very honest with yourself... The coffee is very delicious. I was sure that it would be."
>She says as she taps along on her headband with her finger tips.
| >Alice is now wriggling her body in some unseemly manner
"Urgh... so much cute... I can barely contain myself!"
>Which seems to be the cue for someone else to enter the building, a very tall, lanky man dressed in loose cargo pants and some kind of anime bishoujo t-shirt
>His hair is scruffy and hides his eyes, and the very short stubble he sports only adds to his messy appearance
>He makes a beeline for Alice
"Hey, hey, nice seein' you here, sis."
>His voice is rough and playful
| >>800026
"I'm Emily, the bartender of this fine establishement"
>She says in a joking tone before smiling widely
"And I'm glad you're enjoying it"
| >>800286
>The woman giggles back quietly.
"I find it charming at least, I just really had to escape my office Halloween party... everyone there's just so... I don't know... boring? Soulless, maybe?"
"And, I'm Hanabi... Pleased to meet you, Emily."
| >>800032
>Alice's face immediately goes dark
"Why the hell are you here? And what's your costume even supposed to be?"
>The man simply laughs and shrugs
"Proto-typical, lambda NEET."
"It's a good match."
"I know, right? So let's get smashed!"
>Alice scowls
"Last time you got drunk, two whole countries in the middle east had changes of regimes. Please stick to cola or some shit."
>The man just sits next to her
"Now, now, barkeep, the strongest you got."
| >>799874
> Tierra gave Chanka a few patrubs before pulling her hand away and nodding contentedly. It was like the first time she pet a cat.
>>799850
"I agree, while I did not choose for them, they are indelibly a part of who I am. Better to accept myself than to reject myself."
> She did not recognize the hypocrisy in her statement in regards to her opinion of her visible augs.
| >>800530
>Hanabi pulls a small notebook from the waistband of her pants and an ornate fountain pen from behind her ear. She presses the pen on her tongue and begins scribbling notes upon the pages.
"You should be proud... I think."
>She goes back to tapping along on her headband.
"You're... very genuine."
>She presses her index finger on her chin then poses a question.
"This may be a strange question, but... could you please tell me a joke?"
| >>800572
> Tierra appreciated the complements again, but did not opt to comment on the praise further.
"Thank you."
> When asked to tell a joke, Tierra paused and frowned in thought, looking down as she tried to consider. What would constitute a joke? Did she tell any that often?
> She looked up and Hanabi and nodded resolutely. She would tell her a joke.
"What is the panda's favorite food? Bread. Ah wait, that doesn't work in English..."
| >>800670
>Hanabi's expression matches that of Tierra's up until she tells the joke, frowning and nodding in unison with her. The joke dwells for a little bit while she stares blankly, half-asleep.
"*Snrk*... That was pretty good, actually. Took me a minute but... I got there!"
>She jots down a few more notes on the notebook. Her pen is carefully labeled with her name in bold, all capital letters. 'HANABI S.'
| >>800687
"Ah, thank you. I found it quite amusing myself when it was told to me."
> Tierra's agreement sounded quite deadpan, but so did most of the things she said. She hadn't quite learned inflection yet but it was certainly something she was working on.
"Why did you want me to tell you a joke, Miss...?"
> She looked at the pen, reading the words on it and assuming that perhaps that was her name.
"Hanabi?"
| >Nearby, Alice is still arguing with the man who badly needs a haircut
"Man, I thought your whole schtick was never leaving that dark cave you call a house."
"You know, sometimes I do feel like leaving home. Not often, but sometimes I just need a good night out."
>The man laughs and Alice's cringe
>>800670
>The man turns to Tierra
"Heh, nice one cat lady. I like the oldies, real classics, double points for puns."
>He smiles widely
"Urgh."
>Alice groans
| >>800695
> Tierra looked away from Hanabi up toward the newest stranger who was commenting upon something about her. The maid outfit made her more popular than she expected.
"Thank you, but I am not a cat. I have begun to understand that more people in this city understand Japanese humor and language than at first expected."
> She nodded quietly, wondering if this had anything to do with the 'weebs' Lizbeth had warned her about.
| >>800694
>Hanabi's eyes cast down to her pen after she finishes writing another sentence.
"Yes... Hanabi. Hanabi 'Esu'. I'm happy to have met you...?"
>Hanabi doesn't have Tierra's name and looks down at the notebook looking for a name that isn't there.
>She taps her pen on the circlet around her head.
"I'm gathering data for research... On this thing... They say the job is ...very important."
"After all, they told me they only made one and installed it...in me."
| >>800699
"It's a manner of speech, since you have those cute things on your head."
>He chuckles and Alice shakes her head
"You should ignore that moron miss Tierra. He's not worth the energy."
"Haha, so mean~☆"
>The man giggles like some JK
| >>800700
"Ah, a pleasure as well, Hanabi. You may call me Tierra 13-733, although I prefer to stick to Tierra."
> She did not seem to consider that her unique last name might raise eyebrows.
"Ah, I understand. I had a few of my own as experimental installs. They told me I had the unique biology capable of handling them. I admire your research."
>>800701
"Ah, thank you. Your words are flattering."
> She looked over at Alice. Not worth the energy? They are both strange...
| >>800702
"Yup, cute. What's this cute thing? Awww."
>The man turns to Alice and asks
"Urgh, can you please stop trying to pick up everything that moves? Last time it was the waiter at that restaurant... now a maid? You have a servant fetish or something?"
>The man laughs loudly, doubling over
"Puha... Alice, you really are just so meaaann. Fuhahaha!"
>He turns back to Tierra
"Sorry, sorry, but you really are pretty. Let me pay you a drink, little maid~☆."
>He winks
| >>800702
>Hanabi puts the name to paper, Tierra.
"Thank You, Tierra. You've... been a big help."
"This thing. They call it 'SD71'. It helps detect... little things. Small physiological changes, gazes, body language, the... inflections of someone's voice."
>Hanabi's gaze briefly tracks toward the man hitting on Tierra and she blushes, how scandalous.
"It parses that information and transfers it to my limbic system... where it tries to trigger the same emotional response in me."
| >>800705
> Tierra did not understand if there was supposed to be any connotation behind 'pick up', so she decided to take it literally.
"I believe you would have trouble picking me up, even if you did manage it would not be comfortable. I weigh almost three hundred pounds... But I will gladly take a drink."
> Tierra nodded, something tasty would be good again.
"I shall take a drink, something sweet and bubbly."
| >>800709
> Tierra's attention quickly snapped away from the man hitting on her and the prospect of drinks over to Hanabi.
"Astounding, my agent was trying to convince me to install something similar. Are you also attempting to learn what it means to be normal?"
> Tierra found yet another comrade. First Chanka, and now this Hanabi.
"My implant in question would go into my skull, like a few others I have. It is more for analyzing behavior and how to respond rather than replicate"
| >>800711
>Hanabi yawns and takes another hit of her spiked coffee.
"That sounds preferable... I'm always *feeling*, It makes me so... very... tired."
>Normal? Is there such a thing? Hanabi starts thinking to herself.
"I just... really would like to understand everyone. I was given this... gift? maybe? So I'd like to use it to it's fullest."
| >>800710
"I meant more like... you know what, forget it, better to be dumb and happy than smart and miserable."
>Alice groans as the man simply laughs once more
"Trust me, little maid, I've got way more muscle than it seems."
>He flexes his arms, which indeed show quite impressive muscle definition for how thin they look
"Plus, I like em' with a bit of weight!"
"Jesus H. Christ of Nazareth, hearing you speak makes me want a lobotomy."
>Alice imitates dry heaving as she says that
| >>800715
> She looked away from Hanabi and up at the man as her eyes narrowed and her frown deepened.
"Do you mean to call me stupid, sir?"
> She glanced at his flexing arms and decided to counter by grabbing her long gloves and pulling them both off.
> Up to her shoulders, both arms were gunmetal black covered in a few small designation numbers for each part.
"I do not need muscle, these are military grade and unfortunately I have begun to understand your intentions."
| >>800716
>Alice cringes
"Please, don't call me 'sir'... and I meant that more in the way that those who know ignorance know bliss instead of... whatever the fuck this is."
>She gesturea to the man, who is now whistling, impressed
"Oh man, now these are some guns! Gotta set a gal back a few hundos for sure, woohoo!"
>He approaches his hands, before stopping
"Can I touch em'? Maaann, nothing beats milspec after all..."
| >>800716
>>800723
>Hanabi is furiously scribbling with her brows furrowed. Is this anger coming from Tierra, or perhaps just annoyance? The man doesn't seem fit to stop with his advances either. She doesn't know why but now she really wants to touch Tierra's arms too.
"Tierra... can I... touch them too?"
>Hanabi says, blushing again.
| >>800723 >>800726
> Tierra snapped her head around between the two of them. Oh no, they *both* wanted to touch her augs. She made a mistake taking her gloves off.
"U-Um.. I... I suppose, yes, you may touch them.."
> She had intended to intimidate, now she was flustered. Her face did not seem to shift aside from a light red gracing her cheeks.
> She held her arms out, one to both of the grabby people. Her arms were cold, not a squick of synth-skin to be found.
| >>800710
>A tall pink glass makes its way to you, along with a smile from Emily
>Chanka is by now completely dozing off, rubbing her tired eyes and yawning every other second.
| >>800732
>The man touches with an ecstatic grin
"Oh maannn, this is nice, super super nice! Synth skin is for posers after all! Can't call yourself a real metal fan without this cool reliable feeling!"
>Alice is looking at him like he's garbage as he begins ranting about milspec augs and robots
| >>800858
> Tierra watched as the man manhandled her arm and gushed over her parts. She did not appreciate how he had behaved earlier, but...
"They are tied in with my Senko Sub-Cen processors and the MK IV Sentinel Eye Systems... It allows for greater hand-eye coordinate and response time than is naturally possible."
> Tierra calmed slightly, she was a weapon, this was normal, wasn't it?
"They're rated higher than my Draconis sub-dermals... especially if I have my plating."
| >>800957
>Hanabi is bright red and barely keeping it together as she slowly reaches her hands to Tierra's arms. Just before she's about to make contact, she slumps over and falls asleep in her seat.
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| >It was a cold and rainy Halloween night, and deep within the usual alley in downtown the Midnight Drifter was once more opening its doors to the public.
>Behind the counter, the young Emily Derringer was trying to re-adjust the small hat she wore on her head while grumbling.
>The white-haired eyepatched bartender never was one for costumes, but as tonight was a special day she had swallowed her protestations and put on what could only be called an "old-fashioned" nurse outfit.