A fresh start with fresh faces

Aylin giggled as Zack explained he wasn't going to chastise her. She wasn't particularly concerned with what people thought of the choice, more so what they thought of her for making that choice. But in this case it seemed that he was completely unbiased on the topic. Maybe he had some friends who were prostitutes, or maybe he himself had used prostitutes before. Or maybe he was just an over all accepting person. Either way he seemed nice, if just a little awkward and uncertain of his actions.

"Well thank you Zack. I appreciate not getting chastised." She giggled giving him a little bump with her hip. "Have you been here long?"

It was good to know that she was an approachable person, She had often tried to look the part of someone nice to offset her at times startling appearance. for a moment she struggled with the thought of him being unemployed for so long. it wasn't that it was disturbing to her, but instead, it was upsetting in a way. He seemed a nice enough fellow, and for him to not have steady income meant his life was that much harder. It raised other questions in her mind as well. Was he homeless? Or even able to afford to eat or take care of himself? Part of her wanted to help him, but that would require more information.

"I can imagine that it gives you quite an interesting view of the city, and it's people. I don't know If I could survive like that." A slightly sullen expression appeared on her face now as she looked to him. she hoped she had offended him. Odds are this wasn't a choice that he had simply made, and for her to compare her own survivability to his was rude. "Sorry.. I didn't mean to suggest... I mean..." Her words were failing now as she struggled to try and explain herself. finally after another moment she let out a sigh and opted to change the subject.

"So. What kind of powers you have?" Her smile had returned now as she hoped this would be an ok change of topic. "I mean I know that if someone is here it's usually because they are different than normal humans."

There was a brief silence before Zack began to talk about his powers. He explained that he was a re-generator, and to an extent a shape shifter. He didn't go into very much detail about the extent of his ability, but she assumed that it was limited to inanimate objects. Still though it was a neat idea, at least in her books. There had been many times in her life where she had wanted to change her appearance in some way shape and or form. Though somehow she doubted his was like that sort of shape changing.

She cast a casual glance away from Zack now and noticed that they were close to the butchery where she was to pick up her meat order. "Oh. Were here." She said pleasantly as she pressed on the door, allowing it to swing open so that he could enter. She followed in behind him making sure not to get her tail caught in the door.

Inside it looked like a stereotypical butchers shop. A long counter extended from one end of the shop to the other, and it featured several cover displays of meat. Hanging up on the wall behind it were several large portions of smoked, dried, and otherwise cured meats and sausages. The butcher himself was nowhere to be seen at the moment so Aylin assumed he was still in the back somewhere. "We will be getting about 60 pounds of meat." She said to Zack happily.

Aylin laughed as Zack repeated the order. Sixty pounds was alot, but to make it worse that was only for a couple of days worth of eating. If it even made it that far. She would be back here again in a couple more for another order, unless she was lucky enough to find someone who delivered. "Sixty is not so much. Lord knows I can eat more in a day or two if given the opportunity." She laughed again as she looked around for the butcher, still seeing no one. "Yeah? Butchers are the only place I can really get enough good meat to keep going."

A moment later the Butcher game out from the back. He took one look at Aylin, smiled and disappeared again, only to return with four large bags of fresh meat cuts. Each piece was wrapped in the traditional brown paper that often came from fresh butcher cuts. Aylin responded by producing an envelope from her cleavage and fishing out four, hundred dollar bills. She handed them to the butcher before stuffing the envelope out of sight again.

She turned to Zack and smiled. "Your not gonna make a girl handle all this meat by herself are you?" She asked with a giggle as she picked up two of the bags.

Aylin couldn't help but laugh as Zach seemed to snap out of a trance and rush over to the bags. She could only guess what he had been thinking that had held his focus so, and part of her wondered if she had been on his mind and if so what he had been thinking. After all it appeared that he had been staring at her. "for now.. Back to my place. I need to get this on ice, and maybe prepare a snack. Are you hungry?"