Wonderful World [Finished]

[Kari Muffin]

(( OOC: Poor Kamina needs some points.))

It was a rare occasion that the Queen allowed Kamina to leave her sight. The little girl knew full well why her mother was so protective of her, but it didn't make her feel and better about the subject. She wasn't completely helpless... even if she wasn't all there a nice chunk of the time she still wanted to play like a normal child.

Of course the thought of being normal made the girl giggle. There was no way she could ever be such a thing. The stares from the people she passed by made that pretty obvious. Or maybe that was because of the smell?

She wasn't the only on getting looks. Mommy's Emeraude was getting quite a few looks herself. Maybe it was the bright pink and yellow. The young girl's eyes wandered over to her very disgruntled guardian. Maybe she could do something to make the woman happy? Probably not. Her eyes wandered over to the various shops and store windows to land on a brightly colored display filled with various clothing.

Changing her direction she wandered over to the window, Emeraude still trailing behind her. "Oh! I wish I could wear clothing like that!" she said as she reached up to tap the glass. It was a rather pretty red dress with quite a few ruffles and laces. Even if she had a bipedal form, her hookah wouldn't let her wear pretty things like that...

[Tigeress]

It was equally rare for Ayanami to be out on her own, usually Sadiki was always on her trail or confining her to her room. Occasionally Sekhmet would take her out if Sadi was throwing a fuss over having to play 'babysitter'. She didn't think she was that much trouble... she knew her brother loved her, but sometimes he made her feel pretty self-conscious. Besides, he should know how it felt to be treated like glass (even though she was, in multiple places), being born a human as a child and all.

She was walking by some shops when a few large dresses caught her eye, bright and long like the ones her mother often wore. Her tastes had probably been inherited from growing up around those delicate but beautiful fabrics, because she craved them too.

Not at all unlike the person she was absent-mindedly walking into. "Oh!" Nami exclaimed in surprise, her eyes wide with apology before the thought could reach her mouth. Just as she was about to speak, she recollected what the girl had been saying a moment before Nami wandered right into her.

"I do too! It's nice, isn't it?" A small happy sigh is given as she dreamily gazes up at the shop window. This girl had an interesting smell, but what was that on her back? It was definitely not something the doe had seen often before! "Sorry for bumping into you, sometimes I'm really clumsy. This is why I'm not allowed out on my own." She jokes lightly, trying to cover her embarrassment with an awkward smile.

((Nami also needs points <3, and to make more friends before Sadiki makes her emo XD))

[Kari Muffin]

Emeraude was not amused as she watched the other little girl run headlong into the Queen's daughter. Really? Another Heart? She didn't want to deal with this right now. But if she walked away she knew full well that Kamina would wander off somewhere and Xiven would just roll over and have a heart attack.

So she remained silent with her arms crossed glancing at the various dresses in the window.

Kamina gave a surprised mew when she felt someone run into her. It wasn't that hard, but it was enough to make her stumble. The little girl blinked rabidly as she turned to face who was now speaking. Oh, so she liked the dress to? Though it probably wouldn't look good on either of them. She had quite a bit of red on her, and Kamina was... a whole different story. "It is," she said after a long awkward moment of staring.

Her head tilted to the side as she continued to look at the girl. There was something funny about her. "It's fine... I'm not the most graceful person myself." For a cat she was quite a klutz, but that was something to think about later. "Are your eyes magic?"

[Tigeress]

Nami was a little oblivious to anyone else beyond the poor feline she'd bumped into, and was completely unaware that she was causing trouble by stopping to talk. Her brother often told her she was annoying, thinking that just anyone wanted to talk to her, but she didn't see why people didn't like talking. If you didn't talk to people, how did you get to know them? Maybe you'd ignore a great person without ever knowing it.

"I think I like purple-pink colors more. You're purple, you're so lucky." She sighed, a friendly note of envy in her voice. She had a mane too! Actually, Nami thought she was pretty. That color of coat seemed rare, she'd never seen anyone look quite like that, not that she could remember.

When she mentioned being graceful, the doe giggled. She'd learned to be light on her feet for the sake of hurting them, but still, she had her head in the clouds too much to always be aware of her surroundings. She was used to having someone steer her around, she grew dependent on that last minute 'watch where you're going, Nami', and a comforting hand to block her way cautiously. Maybe she was still pretty childish, relying on that.

"M-magic? Oh no! Not at all, or nothing magic's ever happened because of them. I think someone at the palace once said they're glass, just like my feet. Weird, isn't it?" She didn't mind being a little different, she was used to strange looks about it by now. "Hmm, that smells kind of nice, how did you get that?" Head tilted towards the large hookah on the other girl's back, it was really decorative but did it... come off? It must have hurt to get on there, it seemed heavy too.

[Kari Muffin]

"I think red is really pretty, but I can't imagine it would look good on me. Your mane is really pretty on you though." The girl shrugged as she glanced up at one of the fancier dresses. Her mother had a dress that fancy in her closet. Though she never really wore anything beyond her business attire and some other less covering things that she had caught her in. None of them were that pretty, though they were made of lace. Her thoughts trailed back to the compliment, a smile forming on her face. "Thank you, Daddy says I remind him a lot of Mommy because of it. She's a freed Torquehelm and Daddy is a Bog."

Her ears twitched with curiosity at the comment. Glass eyes? Didn't people get glass eyes as replacements when they lost a real one? That was absolutely fascinating. She moved a bit closer to get a better look. She blinked a few extra times when the mentioned the smell. Not many people said it smelled good. She turned over her shoulder to eye her hookah. Her faint wheezing grew a bit louder as she contemplated the best way to explain it.

"I was born with it. It's part of my body."

What else was she supposed to say?

The woman bit the inside of her cheek. The longer she lingered the more she was tempted to leave the girls alone. But if she did that... no. She would stand here silently and debate about dresses. Maybe she could pop in and buy something for Xiven?

[Tigeress]

Nami flushed pink at the compliment, positively beaming with happiness. It was so rare that someone complimented her, that it felt extra good when someone did. But really, she'd been thinking just the same thing. "Oh no, yours is much nicer! It's so sleek and dark." She liked brightness, but she did realize that she was kind of an eye-stinging patchwork of many, Many bright colors. The other girl's tastefully uniform pattern of yellow, purple, and black was so cool.

The doe herself had seen a limited amount of clothing, just what the humans in the palace wore. Sadiki liked kind of... boy-version clothes of this, it seemed. He wore a lot of robes and billowy clothing, not at all like how her dad apparently dressed. He liked leather, but she didn't know if she'd seen that in real life. Could girls wear that?

"Wooow, that is so rare. Freed Torquehelm? Oh I think I heard of that..." In her studies, anyway, there were stories about them. It wasn't very common, not from what she'd heard. And Bogs she didn't know much about, but apparently that was because they were special too. The girl must have been so proud! "My mom is a Morganberry. I heard my dad was a Josiggy Marsh, he had green hair." She giggled at this, although her expression darkened when she mentioned him. The only thing she had of his, were a few pictures (all in human form), and a note she'd apparently read some time ago.

Flushing again when the feline bent in closer, she tried her best to smile without hiding her eyes in embarrassment. They were kind of sensitive, too, maybe because she could still see out of them even though they were reflective, so she couldn't look into bright sunlight without a big headache. Nami had a weird sense of preference with most things, and she found odd to be intriguing, so that might have explained her lack of dislike for the scent.

The wheezing was only noted when it became louder, and she frowned lightly, hoping the girl wasn't in any pain. "Always? Oh, I hope it's not very heavy. It would probably look really cool if you got a nice dress that had a hole for it, like a decoration at the back of the dress." She'd seen street performers in a big festival wear something like that, big metal mantle-like pieces with fabrics hanging off.

Finally, she shifted her eyes to the person with... umm... oh right. "What's your name? My name is Ayanami, but most people call me Nami."

[Kari Muffin]

Mommy was rare? Well... that wasn't a surprising thing. All the other Torques she had ever seen had a binding. Well, almost all of them. Even she had a binding, though her lip ring that was attached to her chest wasn't much compared to her hookah. Really, her hookah had to be some sort of a binding if bindings were supposed to hinder things like everyone said they would.

Morganberry and a Jossigy? She'd seen both regions before... hadn't she? Jossigy was green with stripes and Morganberry was a very bright region. That did explain why the girl was such shockingly bright colors. The glass though... what did that come from?

"It's heavy. The doctors said that if I were to run my back would snap. Grandma says it's like a really harsh binding. But nothing explains well... why I have a hookah. And I don't know about dresses with open backs. It would have to go really far down my back." She pondered the possibilities of having a bipdeal form on many occasions. It would be nice to have hands. They made things easier. Like writing. And turning pages in books.

And... names! Oh! She didn't know the other person's name! She had been awkwardly silent during the introduction, and what had the other girl said? Her name was A....Nami? Kamina shifted a bit where she stood. "Nice to meet you Nami. I'm Kamina. Some people call me Mina, but you can call me whatever you like."

The woman with green hair was more than a little surprised by Kamina. She was actually able to hold coherent conversations. That was new. Perhaps she needed to get out more often? Hopefully Xiven wouldn't send her out to be the protector. This was bloody boring.

[Tigeress]

She knew all too well the pains of not being able to run, err, literally. The glass on her body had been from her parents being creative or confused and using a strange item shortly after her conception, but she wondered if it was the same for everyone else. Did Kamina's parents sniff/eat/touch/look at/think about any weird items when she was being developed? Must have been.

Her brother was just as strange looking, oh maybe she should bring Kamina to meet Levi? Maybe she'd like to see his strange fire-mane and glass tusks? She thought it was really cute. Well, not in that way because he was her brother, but she didn't think it was bad. Maybe she was too accepting of all this stuff, but wasn't that a good thing? She had been picked on a bit for her strange appearance and it was just mean.

"Oh. I can't run very much or it's painful for me. The glass is attached to my nerves, so I can kind of... feel it. A lot of sudden pressure hurts a lot." Her voice was sympathetic, but it was nice to meet someone else who understood the pains of having a weird mutation. "But that would be nice too, to have it go so far down? I've seen a lot of designs like that!" And, it was supposed to be a very sexy style from what she'd seen. Though cute or pretty was good enough for her, she didn't think she was the 'sexy' type!

Ayanami was completely oblivious to the girl being a bit... out of it. She thought she carried on a conversation perfectly! And the name slip was completely unnoticed, she just assumed the girl liked nicknames more. Smiling happily, she nodded. "Okay Mina... that's okay right?" She didn't want to be too presumptuous that she could use it!

"It's nice to meet you! ...Who's that?" She whispered the last when looking at the unimpressed escort Mina seemed to have. It was strange for her to be standing there so long if she was a stranger, Mina must have known who she was.

[Kari Muffin]

Kamina's ears automatically twitched at the use of her nickname. She nodded. "Mina's okay," she responded to it well enough even when she was out of it. Her name was one thing that she could always focus on.

The girl blinked a few times at the whispered question. She glanced over her shoulder to see the human woman standing there. Emeraude hadn't introduced herself? That didn't seem right. Kamina turned back to the doe with a smile. "That's Mommy's Emeraude. She's really special, and Mommy only trusts her to take care of me. Though..." She lowered her voice to a whisper. "It's better not to talk to her. Mommy says if you insult her in any way she'll do anything to get back at you. And Emeraude is really powerful."

The feline tilted turned to look at the dress in the window. It was something that she knew she probably could never have, as much as she wanted it. A low cut back or not she needed her bipedal form before she did anything. "Maybe one day...." she muttered.

Emeraude smirked at what she could overhear. Oh children. They were wonderful sometimes.