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[Flotsom] Arrival- They won't even know what hit 'em!

i. "YOU'RE FUCKING SHITTING ME!!" A female voice comes from the recruitment vessel as a white haired woman storms out and completely bypasses the planks linking the ship with the rest of Flotsom by way of inhuman leap to the next ship over. She makes her way from ship to ship heading for the 'edge' of the floating city to verify with her own eyes that she is indeed trapped on a floating prison.

Crossing her arms under her ample bust once she reaches her destination, she stares with yellow-grey eyes out at the endless ocean.

"Fuck me..."

ii. Well, if she can't leave maybe she can drink herself into not giving a damn. Fat chance, but it's worth a shot.

The bartender looks the woman over and sets a cup of grog in front of her. Kainé nods and takes the mug in hand, raising it above her head and shouting loud enough that the whole Row hears her.

"Alright! Which one of you pussies is man enough to drink me under the table?"

iii. With the spoils of her completely fairly won contest in hand, Kainé heads for the Floating Markets. If she's gonna be stuck in this shit hole, she's gonna at least look good.

Luckily, with the Floating Markets being what they are, Kainé has no issues finding things that are more her style. She's looking between two sets of lingerie, a lacy black number and a feminine white and pink nightie, holding each up to herself in turn.

[[ooc: Please see THIS for possible CWs that may arise during RP with Kainé]]

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Id may come by his funds through other means, but he finds his way to the clothing vendor just the same. His focus is trained on scrutinizing some coal grey shirts, the differences between them assuredly negligible to all but him, when he happens to glance up and get a good eyeful of what look like lacy underthings.

Now, it's not really any of his business, but she is right there. She probably noticed his gaze, however innocent it is. Knowing how unfriendly he looks, because he's been told it enough times, he might well make her uncomfortable without intention.

Concern over this spurs him to try and head off that prospect at the pass with—

"Uh..." What should he say, actually? He frowns thoughtfully at his shirts. "Nice sleepwear." There. Positive. Nailed it.

Not like Kainé doesn't have a serious case of RBF herself, but regardless, she's still not the most social person.

Of course she catches him looking, not that she takes his wandering gaze to be anything lewd, given her own self image, though she's not sure exactly why he's talking to someone like her either.

"Yeah. Too bad sleeping in it's not my style." Kainé replies flatly, raising a brow and offering a look that asks, "Is that all?"

They're even, in a way — though if Id were the sort of person to think about such things, he'd consider her the far prettier one between the two of them. He does have eyes, but they're a soldier's eyes.

"All...?" Should he have said something else, something more? For a bare moment, Id looks visibly uncertain, as though he's trying to determine what the right answer would even be. In the end, he finds himself uncertain and shrugs with a given helplessness. "Do people usually say more than that?"

He can admit what he doesn't know or understand, having never seen a reason not to.

Don't mind her Id, she's just antisocial, so she was hoping that would have chased you off, but clearly it didn't work.

Kainé looks uncertain, as usually she doesn't get this far with people.

"So uh... which one would you choose?" She asks hesitantly.

Oh.

Uh.

Hm.

Id hasn't ever been asked his opinion on feminine attire. Truthfully, and he endeavors to be honest with himself, he doesn't know that his opinion's all that useful in this department. Still, she has asked him for it, and he brings a hand to his chin as he mulls this over in considered silence.

Severe as he can look to others, the man is earnest.

"...Black. Looks easier to move in, and easier to clean." Id may have no experience with the sort of clothing she's choosing from, but he can always look at these things from a practical standpoint. Dark material frequently weathers better and he chooses his own clothing for functionality.

After Id gives his answer, Kainé looks from the black to the white and back again.

Truthfully, she kinda likes the black better as well. The lace looks more feminine and she likes the style and cut.

Replacing the white one on the rack, she drapes the black over one arm.

"Hey thanks." She says turning, though something else occurs to her. "If you uh... see something that might look better... on me, lemme know, okay?"

Never before has anyone asked his opinion on clothing, much less taken it and invited further input. For that matter, Id's long been accustomed to being silenced instead, though it hadn't come up in this arena.

Lilith preferred obedience to questions, to suggestions, to doubt itself. As a result, Id's genuinely surprised by Kainé's words, staring for a long moment before he catches himself.

"Yeah, I can do that... You like lightweight stuff?" It's the best description he can come up with on the spot.

"Mm... I like, feminine things." She clarifies, "But easy to move and fight in- and uh... skirts are preferred." Kainé adds a little hesitantly and goes back to browsing.

Normally she doesn't socialize. Normally she'd just tell the guy to fuck off and that would be the end of it. What is different this time? Kainé wonders as she picks up a pink flowery piece and a darker red outfit. and adds them to her stash.

Feminine but easy to move or fight in... Id considers that with a low hum as he looks over the racks. His shirts were an easy enough task, his needs are simple, so he slings them over his shoulder and has a look around.

As someone whose specialization is combat, Id at least thinks he's equipped to gauge what would be easy to fight in. Feminine might complicate it for some, but some of the most formidable warriors he knows are women who favor frilly or otherwise traditionally feminine garb.

When something catches his eye, he picks it up and gives it a closer inspection. He scrutinizes it as he would any piece of equipment, despite it being apparel, inspecting seams and testing the thickness and weight of the material. Then, he turns around to present Kainé with his find.

"What about something like this?"

"Hm?" Kainé turns back to face Id, surprised momentarily that he is actually helping. It gives her a bit of a warm feeling that she's not used to. People just... aren't nice to her.

She moves to his side to get a better look at the outfit, a slow smile crossing her lips as she nods her approval.

"You got good taste." She says, gently taking the garment from him. "Thanks. I'll try it on."

Id nods along, pleasantly surprised to have her approval. Fashion is far from a strong suit of his, or at least he'd never thought it was. He was raised to be a weapon, so he'd seen himself as being good at just one thing.

But he likes it — being able to help.

"Alright," he acknowledges with a short nod. Hopefully it still works for her when she gives it a try.

My my, those are rather fetching aren't they?

[A young girl in sharp, well-made attire can be seen leaning slightly forward to observe the garments Kaine is holding]

The white matches your hair quite well, but the black creates a most interesting contrast.

Edited 2024-06-28 18:14 (UTC)

Kainé leans back a little, not used to, or liking it much when people get in her personal space, but at the same time, it's not like the woman means anything bad by it. In fact, it almost feels like the other woman is complimenting her.

Still, Kainé's not that great socially and so she just stares blankly for a second before asking, "So which would you choose?"

"Why, both of course!" Musse's enthusiasm is quite genuine.

"But if you can only have one, I think the black provides a striking contrast that would enhance your natural allure~"

"My... what?" She asks, yellow-grey eyes going wide.

Uh oh, Musse has found her weakness! Kainé has no idea how to take a compliment!

"Oh come now, no need to be modest. Even I can tell you have an absolutely stunning figure. I simply think the black will provide an ever-so-striking contrast to your natural beauty."

Look out Kaine, Musse has sensed blood in the water, so to speak.

Edited 2024-07-06 16:14 (UTC)

Well, Musse isn't wrong there. Kainé has been said to be 'put together in all the right places.' Not that she knows anything of what Yonah wrote in her diary to quote Devola.

Holding the top up to hide her face, which has dusted slightly pink, Kainé swallows.

"Y... You really think that?"

Her? A Freak, beautiful?

Musse would be able to tell that it's not just modesty. Kainé actually finds such a thing hard to believe. It doesn't help when your village kicks out out and treats you like a monster. That was even before she truly became a real monster.

Musse is playful but she is far from malicious. Seeing the reaction, she gives a sympathetic smile, although her eyes narrow slightly as she starts rapidly processing and extrapolating based on what she's seen so far.

"Are you not used to hearing that?"

While Jade could still be trying to get her bearings, she'd rather lose herself in the bottom of a bottle instead. That tactic always worked for her before (it didn't) so she's been having a grand time with it now (she's not).

Shortly after her declaration, Kainé finds herself in the company of a tall, lanky woman sliding into the seat next to her. Large mug in hand, some spilling when she slams it over the table, she's clearly had quite a bit to drink already, but that doesn't stop her.

"Challenge accepted."

Whatever. She could stand to get a little more krunk.

"You got it." She says with a smirk, cracks her knuckles, and plops her own mug down in front of herself. "What's your name? So I know whose ass I'm beating. I'm Kainé."

Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, huh? Fine. Wouldn't be the first time she's gotten shitfaced around someone she just met.

"Jade. And I'll have you know I'm a seasoned veteran when it comes to this shit, so watch it." She might be a bit ahead of this little game already, she might be a skinny bitch who doesn't look like she could hold her liquor very well, but she can definitely say with confidence that she's been around.

Point there for Jade, as Kainé does not have much experience with people, having been alone since she was young. That doesn't mean she's not cocky.

"Oho! So that's how it is! Should we up the stakes then?" Kainé suggests with a knowing grin as she motions to the bartender and points to the table between them. The server grabs a bottle of dark liquid and two shot glasses and places them between the two women.

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Sorry for late. I got in a car accident among other bad life things...

🫂 hang in there!

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