in the dark I see you

[murderbirdy]

[The southern city, late afternoon. Time doesn't change a place like this; it's as hedonistic and rough-and-tumble in parts as it ever was. And of course, the seedier places of the city thrive in the shadow of all that glitter and glam; a curious girl who grew up on stories might find herself enticed by that sort of place.

Which is why this particular raven has done exactly that. And for a fashion-conscious girl, she walks through the streets with the confidence of someone who fears nothing.

It's going to get her in trouble. Someone might want to intervene.]

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[nogooddecisions]

Oh, this is rich. Sure, sure. I could use a singular amusement here...

[She seem to have legitimately cracked him up some, there.]

[murderbirdy]

Laugh all you want. I won't be embarrassed...ah, though, what was your name, again? I can't remember hearing it.

[Just. Casually going to lead him off. Yeah, she's taking him home to the...classy bar that may or may not still be a host bar because that will close when they pry it from Saori's cold dead fingers. By now she's also likely known for doing fashion commissions for the ridiculously rich. When it suits her.]

[nogooddecisions]

Kiran. Do try to remember it this time, Marie~

[...Implying implications there, birdude. But he will continue to follow her through this place. He isn't phased by this bizarre walk.]

[murderbirdy]

[Welp this sure is a set of apartments upstairs.]

I've grown up around beautiful men...you'll have to forgive my memory.

[Yep, here we go, right up to the the weird birdgirl's room. Excuse the sewing projects in the corner. She's a crow, of course her nest is kinda messy. Bed's perfectly made, tho.]

[nogooddecisions]

I am impressed with how direct you are, little crow. But for the sake of it... what is your aim in all of this?

[murderbirdy]

[Pulling out some fabric samples and holding them up, and humming.]

You're a challenge. Wings like those...typical fashion doesn't account for them, no? I imagine you've a tailor you're already fond of, but I relish the difficulty, anyway.

[She pauses, and seems to realize that she basically just said she dragged a hot boy home to play dress-up.]

...Which isn't to say I'm not interested in sex. But both of these require getting you naked...I see no reason not to not multitask.

[nogooddecisions]

Oh, no, it's lovely. Every shirt has to basically be built like an incredibly complicated scarf. I sometimes just go without them for that reason.

[WINGFLOOF. Just full extension.]

Go ahead. Make your considerations.

[murderbirdy]

[Well then. She's going to be circling him, and there's some touching, because she's feeling out just how big his wings are and also she really wants to pet them, like for reals, they're right there, must fingerpreen.

But, she's also taking stock of how this would work. Considering how she'd like to do this. And what colors to put him in.]

I don't think that's the only reason you go shirtless.

[nogooddecisions]

[He might have chirped a little when she got into finger preening them. Also ohgosh they're so soft. It is kind of insane. They are surprisingly large, though, given they're golden eagle wings scaled up to man sized to some extent.]

You and so many others would hope so, yes?

[murderbirdy]

You're a show-off at heart, Kiran. I don't think I have to hope.

[...Yeah ruffling those a little more before just going on to apparently feel out the rest of his measurements. Whether or not he wore a shirt today, well, her touch is pretty delicate, and she...actually, she runs a little cool. Or she's got some magic at her fingertips already. One of those.]

I couldn't say I'd do any different, were I in your shoes, though.

[nogooddecisions]

Oh yes, I can picture it now. First, losing the glasses because they're a distraction in flight. Then, outfits designed around two things; leaving only the most tantalizing bits to the imagination, and making sure they stayed that way under intense velocity. A tendency towards maniacal cackling. A fondness for crushing people under heel. And.... having a hard time with feelings, when someone realizes who you are underneath.

[He grins, looking up. He might actually have both wings and arms extended dramatically by the end of that.]

Am I right?

[murderbirdy]

...

[Booping him in the nose.] I'm not that much like my mother. And I'll bet I'm better at dealing with any sort of feelings than the kind of man who's grown up in the shadow of one of the strongest women on the planet and a man who built a fortune from nothing out of the most dangerous ruins...a legacy you stand to inherit over either of your siblings.

[She shrugs a little, but it's a bit...cooler. She doesn't like this game, apparently.]

[nogooddecisions]

Not so much, actually. I've come to terms with the notion that legacy is important but not wholly consuming of my identity. I won't lie, though, it took some time. But moreover.

[He reaches out with a surprising speed and just snatches those glasses.]

It seems I was right about the glasses, at least.

[murderbirdy]

Wha--hey!

[TRYING TO SNATCH THEM BACK she's...very fast, but probably not fast enough to catch him.]

Right about what?

[nogooddecisions]

Like nearly every other girl doing the nerdy artiste look, albeit an incredibly fashionable version.... you actually look cuter with your glasses off.

[He chuckles and holds them back out.]

Which says something, given you're already quite cute.

[murderbirdy]

[Taking them, and grumbling, but that one landed it's target, she actually flushes some.]

If you wanted them off, you could have asked. Unlike most rocking this look, I actually need those to see.

[GRUMP GRUMP right getting her shit back together. Birdy doesn't like being caught off-guard. :T]

[nogooddecisions]

Oho... vulnerable about it too. Don't worry, though, I've no intention of taking them again now that you've said that.

[He will help by unbuttoning his top; strangely, those front buttons basically are the structural integrity for the shirt he was wearing, since the back is so heavily tailored, and he'll kind of unwind it?]

More accurate measurements, perhaps?

[murderbirdy]

...I'll accept this apology.

[Right. That is a hot boy's bare chest in front of her. And she does produce that tape measure again but, yeah, she's doing this mostly by touch. This will mean more feather ruffling because of course it will.]

I wouldn't have expected you to be so...soft.

[nogooddecisions]

[He chuckles a bit, but she gets a few chirps from playing with his feathers. He does seem to like he feeling his chest and wings up some.]

Well, what can I say? I take care of myself, Marie.

[murderbirdy]

[Chirps mean more pets for birdy. She can't help it, that reaction is...really kinda cute coming from Kiran.]

Which is why you hang around the most dangerous parts of the city unarmed?

[Marie, so did you.]

[nogooddecisions]

[He chuckles a bit at her ruffling them that much.]

Skills most people wouldn't believe. But your father's an inheritor, like my mother... and I can feel the power off your hands. You and I are awfully similar, then.

[murderbirdy]

So it'd seem...

[Well, then. She's letting her hands rest, right on his chest.]

..Hmm. Lean down a little, if you would?

[nogooddecisions]

[This turn of events amuses him, but he will be glad to just do what she asks and lean in.]

Yes, Marie?

[murderbirdy]

You need to take your pants off if I'm going to get your inseam.

[Marie. Marie don't purr that in someone's ear. Marie please.]

[nogooddecisions]

If you wish for me to strip down to my underwear that badly, Marie, I'm going to want some reciprocation.

[Though honestly, no matter how hard he grins he can't hide that that did make him flush a bit.]