All in a Day [Open] [FINISHED]

[Dark]

Minh blinked, wondering if maybe the mutation that had resulted in his horns had caused some form of brain damage, too. Which would be a shame, really—it was rather bothersome to have to sort that kind of thing out, especially when you were dealing with multiple radicals. It was nearly impossible to isolate without turning to another source for the information. For the moment though she needed to focus on actually getting a blood sample—she’s deal with that other particular hurtle when/if she came to it.

“I’m a biochemist, researching the genes responsible for mutation. You’re blood could prove essential to my research.”

Just in case he really did suffer from some kind of defect, she pulled out a needle as way of further explanation—maybe visual props would help with his comprehension rate.

“Maybe I could offer you something in way of compensation?” Because if he didn’t play along she’d be following him home with a chloroform-soaked rag and taking her sample through force, and she didn’t think he’d enjoy that overly much.

[Kasatsu]

She was a biochemist, huh? That was not something that he would have guess about her, though he was not sure what he would have guessed her to be.

He glanced upwards in a frail attempt to look at his horns. Why would she be interesting in such a thing, especially when he hated them so much? Both of them were a sore spot, having caused many bad memories and hatred. And she wanted his blood too? Now that was just interesting.

He became a little leery of the feline though he was not about to let her know.

“My blood could do you good, huh? Well that would definitely require some kind of compensation, though I do not think that you would be up for wot I would require in return.” He eyed her up and down a few times with a knowing look, figuring this would probably scare her off her idea.

[Dark]

Minh rolled her eyes—it was just like a man to play up the position of power he was in. They couldn’t seem to help drawing these sorts of things out, teasing and withdrawing, until you wanted to scream.

“Oh, please. I’m well prepared to pay you, and I highly doubt whatever you have in mind isn’t beyond—” Comprehension was slow coming; the old lady had always told her she was missing a few crucial connections, “—you mean sex?”

She slunk out of her chair, cracking her spine—a nervous habit she’d picked up somewhere—and tried to look nonchalant and she rapidly thought the proposal over.

The idea of sex wasn’t adverse to her, but it was more of a matter of being completely inexperienced. With the exception of a sloppy kiss on Jeremiah Hawken’s cheek owing to a rather rash dare when she was six, she had absolutely no experience with the opposite sex. Would he care?

Minh had never really cared much for anyone else’s opinion, but she found herself irrationally invested in his reaction—which had no place in business.

“You have yourself a deal.”

[seraaches]

Haret looked at the plant with some degree of interest, but, really, she wasn’t sure if it was the right gift for either of her daughters. Though… it might be a nice present for Aroha. It was an appealing idea, though price would still be a serious issue. Her tail thumped lightly against her hind legs as she thought about it, expressive eyes telling wot she did not speak aloud. The black canine was still leery of the gift of plants for her two girls, though.

”A beautiful plant and interesting proposition,” she finally said out loud. ”And one I may have a use for, but wot other options do you have available?” She was trying very hard to be open-minded about these options despite the fact that the plants really held little relevance in regards to wot she was hoping to get for Phyr and Kare. Haret really just didn’t think the flowers, beautiful as they might be, would fill the needed roles in the girls’ lives.

[Bee]

Mnem tilted her head to the side in curiosity, a bit too perplexed to actually be annoyed. Options? Propositions? Did the canine think she was buying something? What a strange creature. Though perhaps her apparently demure nature prevented her from just accepting anything as a gift? Maybe her children were just exceedingly picky little urchins. That sounded like it might be correct to Mnem's mind, though it could have just been her pedophobic bias showing.

Amaranth was her one of her favorite plants--second only to her blue-violet baby that thrived in peace in the sun room, and no one but her was ever touching that--and she didn't necessarily understand why the other woman would not want it, but she didn't. She would just need to show her the other "options" then. She was suddenly, ferociously determined to send the canine off with a gift of flora, whichever one that ended up being.

So she showed her around relatively patiently, pointing out hyacinth and bluebell and lilies (some varieties were left in their natural state; some had been experimented upon by Mnem and had a few special properties), and waited for something to catch the other woman's fancy.

[Kasatsu]

“You have yourself a deal.” She finally replied.

He smiled to himself; he had won . . . Wait a moment! She had accepted? She was not supposed to accept! He became suddenly confused and bewildered.

Quickly covering up his shock, he grinned slowly at the female hoping this might make her have second thoughts and bail out on her agreement. When she did not seem to be reconsidering her answer he started to consider what this seriously meant for him. It was not all that bad of a deal, he figured finally, he was male after all and his needs did need to be met. He might as well know before hand what he was getting and he was sure the female could use for the result from the deal as well.

“Alright, then, it is a deal.”

He really was not quit sure how he had gotten himself into this predicament and he was hoping that this would not blow up in his face.

[Dark]

Blinking and completely missing the true intention of Aderlass’ leer, Minh scratched at her ear, a nervous habit she’d picked up when she was still young enough that the old hag had no qualms about dragging her to church. To distract herself, she sprang into action.

“Well, then. Now that we’ve got that pesky bit of business out of the way, if you’ll wait right here I’ll go grab a needle and a couple vials and, yeah…”

She was quick to escape, cheeks flaming behind her whiskers. Sex really wasn’t all that bad as a way of payment, really, considering she would benefit doubly from their arrangement, but something about Aderlass set her off-kilter. Probably some sort of latent killer-instinct—he was a mouse after all.

Taking the stairs two at a time she waved in passing to Mnem and continued on without stopping to really check what was taking the canine so long—she had blood to draw.

[Kasatsu]

Waiting for Minh to get back, from wherever she had gone with whatever it was that she had pranced off to get, he sat there tapping his fingers on the table considering all that had just taken place. Though when the day had started he had been bored the events had led to something completely unexpected and definitely not boring.

Still new to the capital in some ways, he was still in search on how to begin the process of opening his dream shop. This job seemed as if it would be a good step in the right direction . . . or at least a direction.

Now tapping out a small tune with is nails onto the table top, he surveyed the room. There truly were a lot of plants and he wondered why the two females had such an affinity for the vegetation.

Hearing a growl he turned to have his gaze land on a critter that he could not even begin to put a name to.

[The Jenn]

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[Dark]

Minh wandered back into the kitchen, mind so utterly focused on the task at hand--and exactly how much blood she might be able to convince the mouse to part with--that she nearly tripped over Monty, her hold on the vials and needle precarious at best. With a little bit of fancy foot-work and wind-milling about, though, she managed to escape a broken neck or some other such injury similar in nature. She hurriedly set her load down, and glared down at Monty.

"Bad, Monty! No eating Mnem's future business partners! Especially no eating before I've gotten my blood sample. Tsk!"

She turned to Aderlass with a cheery smile, "Ignore hir--s/he might leave us with our limbs intact if we play our cards right."

She took a seat at the table, grabbing her disinfectant and a fresh needle, "Which arm do you prefer?"