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

[somethingveryspecial]

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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[fray]

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.

[somethingveryspecial]

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?"

[fray]

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.

[somethingveryspecial]

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.

[fray]

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.

[somethingveryspecial]

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?"

[fray]

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.

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

[somethingveryspecial]

"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.

🫂 hang in there!

[fray]

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?"

/hugs

[somethingveryspecial]

"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."

[fray]

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.