[/img]"http://i.imgur.com/OHyHtms.png" style="max-width:25%;float:right;margin:0 0 18px 18px;" style="avatar]"Yes." Kae was quick to answer the quip concerning Synthetics, but quicker to write it off. A great many types of people frequented the Veil, and their commentary ranged from tame to entirely too colorful; the stranger simply stated the obvious. Well, the obvious in his case, given the capabilities of his artificial eye. Kae didn't find it unflattering in the slightest, though her thoughts of aesthetics were lowered for the benefit of the buyer who had designed her kit. A wealthy man with many hobbies, he wasn't what one would have considered attractive unless expectations were logically lowered for the benefit of involvement. Even as she was, a being made primarily of inorganic parts, she still had the capability to say no. Be it in jest, or in seriousness. Maybe that was why so many people feared the presence of Synthetics. Their ability to adapt was impressive, but their characteristics and personalities evolved over the course of their existence, and no two individual units were the same.
Human... Almost.
Ventus' companion would be gestured to by Marv for his order, and what Ventus himself wished to drink earned a small nod of recognition from the woman. Heeled steps clicked against the floor tiles, sending their pair back beyond the general population of drinking miscreants and vape puffing barflies to where a darker corner was wrapped by a circular padded booth. Kae didn't move to sit as she allowed Ventus to settle in as he saw fit, but instead moved on the question he issued concerning her history. Had she wanted to ask how he knew this, the words were halted by the latter comment, and again she found herself studying his lime shaded implant with growing interest.
"A little over a decade." Absentmindedly, Kae ran her palms over the front of her skin tight ensemble to ensure it laid flat. A body suit of some sort, with suspender-esque straps holding a bustier upwards to enhance the swell of her breasts. Her figure was an hourglass, with a tapered waist feeding into shapely hips hugged by the lycra of the suit. Much of her skin was covered, save for her head and her hands, decorated in dark fabric to match the quiet lull of the establishment. Only those pink locks of hers seemed out of place, but with icy blue hues, they fit. Somehow, Kae appeared well kept. Subdued. "The owner didn't ask questions, and I didn't mind dealing with the regulars."
Again making an about face, Kae returned to the bar to retrieve Ventus' vodka. She even included the bottle and an ashtray in case he wished to smoke, a foil wrapped mint seated in the middle if not. When finished, Kae returned to the rear of the establishment to set down the tray, and pour the shot for the mobster. "Does it really surprise you? I'm sure it's not so uncommon to see fulfilled Synthetics working." Sliding the shot glass across the table, the woman waited a moment before asking, "Will that be all?"
Human... Almost.
Ventus' companion would be gestured to by Marv for his order, and what Ventus himself wished to drink earned a small nod of recognition from the woman. Heeled steps clicked against the floor tiles, sending their pair back beyond the general population of drinking miscreants and vape puffing barflies to where a darker corner was wrapped by a circular padded booth. Kae didn't move to sit as she allowed Ventus to settle in as he saw fit, but instead moved on the question he issued concerning her history. Had she wanted to ask how he knew this, the words were halted by the latter comment, and again she found herself studying his lime shaded implant with growing interest.
"A little over a decade." Absentmindedly, Kae ran her palms over the front of her skin tight ensemble to ensure it laid flat. A body suit of some sort, with suspender-esque straps holding a bustier upwards to enhance the swell of her breasts. Her figure was an hourglass, with a tapered waist feeding into shapely hips hugged by the lycra of the suit. Much of her skin was covered, save for her head and her hands, decorated in dark fabric to match the quiet lull of the establishment. Only those pink locks of hers seemed out of place, but with icy blue hues, they fit. Somehow, Kae appeared well kept. Subdued. "The owner didn't ask questions, and I didn't mind dealing with the regulars."
Again making an about face, Kae returned to the bar to retrieve Ventus' vodka. She even included the bottle and an ashtray in case he wished to smoke, a foil wrapped mint seated in the middle if not. When finished, Kae returned to the rear of the establishment to set down the tray, and pour the shot for the mobster. "Does it really surprise you? I'm sure it's not so uncommon to see fulfilled Synthetics working." Sliding the shot glass across the table, the woman waited a moment before asking, "Will that be all?"
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