The Things He'll Do {Closed}

[Nyx]

Today was a day for walking the streets. He hadn't been in Corvistowne long, but had already found himself a nice little place to stay, at least as nice as he could expect for the small amount of money ha had. He was going to have to do something about his lack of funds, and what better place to do it than a town full of scientists and things of that nature. Good thing he was open to just about anything.

With his split tail held high, he walked along the street, looking at all the windows, hopeing that maybe he will find a sign for someone looking for a bit of help. Granted, the things that he might be asked to do were definatly not what he would be used to, afterall, what good was a whore in the midsts of all these respectable people. Not that they could tell what he was, that was something he kept to himself, unless the information was needed.

[Kari Muffin]

"Banging your head against a table would be more productive." Rocco muttered as he walked down the streets. His recent screw up had sent him into one of his research fits. This mess up was irreversible though. He wanted to bang his head against a table, but he couldn't give up! There was no way he could give up his life's hard earned work!

He scanned the streets for anyone who would help him. Perhaps he needed to use his skills to tack some wings on someone else. That way if he screwed up he wouldn't have to deal with the problem. Okay, that was a bit mean, but he needed to work on something fresh. If that something was someone... someone voluntary all the better.

His eyes caught something blue. Completely blue in Corvistowne? Oh that meant someone was wandering around looking for trouble. Or help, help sounded like a better plan. The raccoon didn't think twice about approaching the feline. "Good sir, Need some help? Or maybe you could help me?"

A voluntary subject. Oh that would be a gift!

[Tigeress]

She stormed out of the small shack that served as her temporary lab away from the city in a huff, carring with her a phial with a dark green, murky looking substance inside. However, just as she turned a the corner she ran smack dead into another Corvistowneian, sending the phial of liquid flying until it hit the ground with a crack, poof! and splutter. Well, hopefully nobody walked in that mess, or they might find themselves in quite the predicament.

"This... is just my day." She huffed, looking to the raccoon and his companion. Hm, a mutated Sorgaire feline talking to a chemical Corvistowneian... this wouldn't do. He was stealing her business, and right outside of her shop, too! HMPH, the nerve. Well, it didn't really look like a shop, none of her labs did, at this point she tended to take what she could get...

"I don't suppose either of you saw a Selkie vermin run by here did you? He was my test rat, but apparently he is allergic to swamp moss." So that wasn't All that had been in the bottle, but strangely enough, out of all the potentially harmful things contained inside, That had been the part he was afraid of. Ugh. How weird.

[Nyx]

The feline was rather surprised when the strangest thing he had ever seen walked right up to him. He couldn’t conceal his shocked look when the odd raccoon stopped in front of him. It wasn’t that said raccoon was horrid looking, just. . .different than anything he had ever seen before. The wings didn’t throw him off as much as the extra set of arms. Now something like that would come in more than handy in his profession. He shook his head to snap out of the day dream just in time to hear the other male speak. Well, he defiantly needed help, but that was probably not information that he should just let slip out. “You never know there, friend, I just might be able to help you, that all depends on what’s in it for me.” Always on the look out for a bit of cash, but then again, who wasn’t.

No sooner than the words had left his mouth than another Corvistownian stepped out from around a building, dropping something on the ground that didn’t smell all that good. Female this time, good for him. He canted his head to the side as she spoke. “No, ma’am, didn’t see any vermin run past me, but then again, I haven’t been paying all that much attention.” He winked, he couldn’t help himself. It would seem that he just might have hit the gold mine this time, two scientists, and him in dire need of some cash. He was willing to subject himself to just about anything, but again, information he was going to keep to himself.

[Kari Muffin]

Bright pink eight of diamonds, a four of spades and a bright green seven of diamonds. Rocky's tail twitched in agitation. Crap, this woman was going to use him for experiments then? He wasn't going to lose so easily! He just needed someone new, and she had already lost her original test subject.

"Haven't seen a rat at all, he must have left before either of us managed to meet." Rocky said with a swish of his tail. "Maybe we should have proper introductions, you know? I'm Rocco. And you two would be?"

Formalities. How horribly rare in Corvistowne. He would have rolled his eyes if he wasn't grinning. After messing up he would love to have a chance to fix it. He had half a mind to grab the Ranger and leave the feline in a puff of smoke. Oh, yes, that would be wonderful wouldn't it? She seemed to be a Chemical Corvistowneian, why else would she be waving around vials?

[Tigeress]

The green male was being unusually polite, and she could tell by the glint in his eyes that he knew exactly what she was about. Well, unfortunately for him, she had two advantages she could use to sway this feline to her side. One... she was not hard on the eyes, as the male just made clear, and two, she just happened to be a teeeeny bit higher in rank. Which surely meant she was more certified. Ahem.

"Doesn't matter. Stupid thing was allergic to swamp moss of all things, can you imagine? I guess he'll be missing out on those spikes after all." He had wanted some form of protection, and she had managed a potion that would force his body to produce sharp spikes from the spine. Now, it sounded unpleasant, but it wasn't her body so what did she care? Those fossils had taken forever to dig up though... for her to recreate the potion she'd have to do a lot of... eugh... digging around.

"I am Besaba, apprentice to the late Akaia, primary chemical Corvistowneian to the Queen of Diamonds. It is a pleasure to meet you Rocco, and who might you be?" She purred the last part, her tail sailing back and forth in the air in a mesmorizing, enticing fashion. The full title had been a bit elaborate, but it was meant to sound very, very important. Now, what could the raccoon say for himself that sounded so beautifully official? She hated to be so rude, but, she was a competitive thing, with an itching for anything which brought her closer to her goals. And the pretty Sorgaire feline in front of her looked like a very nice, soft, meaty test subject. Mmmm yes indeed.

[Nyx]

Now wasn't this an interesting situation. It would seem thta both Corvistowneians were in need of a guinea pig, or at least it was starting to look that way. This could definatly work out to his advantage. . .oh the possibilities. Granted they were both of higher rank than him, but he was more than used to dealing with that type. As a Four, one got used to power playing when it came to highers.

He nodded towards Rocco once he introduced himself, then again towards Besaba, grinning at her rather long title. He knew it was more power playing and decided that this was the perfect opportunity to lay on the charm. "It is a pleasure to meet the both of you. I am known simply as Golhyrr, but for all intents and purposes, you can just call me Goly." His attention was drawn towards Besaba's tail for a moment, his own split tail swaying in responce.

"Now it would seem to me that both of you are in need of an assistant, or would your prefer guinea pig? Am I far off in that assumption?" He sat on his haunches, trying in vain to take a bit of control in the situation.

[Kari Muffin]

Rocky wasn't phased by the Besaba in the least bit. Power players always pulled this. Always. Like one number actually made a difference. He mentally shrugged that off. The thing that made the difference was the fact that she was female.

"Well then, Goly, you must be desperate for some sort of money then? Why else would anyone offer themselves. Though, you are right. Very right. I need to see if I can get wings to grow to proper size from someone's back you see. I would test it on myself of course but... unfortunately I accidentally gave myself extra limbs instead."

He had to kick Loreta in the head for this later. Stupid bird. "But of course the new serum is much safer. I managed to grow feathers on one of my previous subjects... but I still need one. Heh." He looked to Besaba, "But I truly doubt this lady is willing to share."

Heaven forbid. Sharing in Corvistowne!

[Tigeress]

Wings? Huh, she'd never heard of that before, wasn't her forte at all really. Too big and extra, all those seperate joints and skin and feathers. Bothersome, really. No, she had other things in mind. "Pleasure to meet you Golhyrr." She said pleasantly, batting her eyes... just a little bit. It seemed that Rocco wasn't going to try any grandstanding, which was just as well, she liked submissive men. Sometimes. Snicker.

"As you can see, I am also in need of a little... test subject. I'm working on a few different things. Modifying skin and flesh to be better, stronger. I also seem to have learned to specialize in hair..." She seemed visibly confused at this, for it was never a true intention, she'd just made one serum and realized how incredibly easily it came to her, so she'd created modifications of it and now she could do pretty much anything... well, a lot of it came out hot pink, but that was easily fixed. Not that hot pink was any less desirable than any other colour.

"I wonder... were you interested in getting something done for yourself? I do so love working on requests, that is, if you don't like any of the things I can propose to do for you." She glanced at the male beside her who had just spoken and harrumphed at his very assumptuous comment. "You must not be from around here or else you'd know how rare a willing test subject is. In words I have heard before- 'I'm a lover, not a fighter' so really, as long as you stay Out of my way, I've no problems." She said, smirking and swaying her tail again rhythmically in the air. See how he liked that. Making assumptions on her... what a little...

[Kari Muffin]

Bitch. That's what Rocky thought of her. He would never say it out loud of course, he was much nicer than than, but you know. He was tired of women treating him like crap. "Pardon me for being polite Miss Besaba. I have lived in Corvistowne all my life, and I am quite insulted by what you're saying. You may be quite learned but you should at least be kind enough to keep some thoughts to yourself. You making blind assumptions is just as bad as me making blind assumptions."

The raccoon's tail twitched. He may not have had a proper biped form, but he should at least be a little more intimidating to this feline. Then again, she seemed quite... determined to make his life miserable. "Pardon me, Goly, but the lady and I obviously had a strong disagreement ahead of us. I hate to put a damper on your day." He grinned, his tail still slightly puffy out of agitation. This bad day was going to get worse, wasn't it?