Eldritch Visit

Kaya was working in the back of her shop behind on closed door on five new orders at once. By this point it was routine and though it was creative work it was a tad dull when she couldn't put her heart into it. It was while she turned the page of an erotica/fantasy leaning over it wiggling her hips as it was getting a good part when she heard the new bell over the door she had installed. The psionic wards she had bought were still functioning as well telling her something strange.

The new customer was two people. That was different to be sure. So with a flick of her hand stabilizing threads were put in place to keep her work from unraveling. Before she opened the door though she thought of only one person who it might be. Getting a devious grin on her face she opened a portal behind who it was and stepped through to hear Azreal saying that they were pretty rags. "Well that may be true for a being such as your self Azreal darling, but I'd put a gold bar down as wager that even you couldn't tear these off."

Kaya gave Azreal her sharp toothed smile when he said he'd take that bet but didn't have anything to bet. "Azreal darling there is always something one can give to another it just requires some abstract thinking." She walked past the two of them and in so doing her tail was able to 'innocently' brush Webb and Azreal's hip seeming to cling to that curve. Before she got to far away from them of course.

Her next comment was for Webb though as he asked where she learned to make clothing. "Well, I kinda just taught myself really. That and books really, it was one of the reasons I was at the library when we met."

Kaya was turned away from them and she blushed a little, her books she had gotten that day were a mix of fashions books and erotica. She disguised her reaction by moving over to some of her display pieces and adjusted the cloth the there by hand. "You'd be surprised Azreal, even if you don't have control of your body there is plenty you still have."

"And Webb, business has been keeping me rather busy. With being a Designer in the magazine, word of mouth, and simply going out and about dressed fabulously people find their way here eventually. Even if they can't afford the clothes sometimes."

"Every language has its rythems, but unknown languages do sound like gibberish." Kaya shrugged at this before finishing what she had been doing with the piece of cloth. "And it's cool to find out you write. What do you write about?"

When she said this Kaya had turned back to Webb and Azreal. She stopped a pace away and put her hands together behind her back which strained her chest against the confining cloth, but Kaya seemed to be unaware of the consequences of this action.

Kaya seemed to be ignorant of their change of speech patterns as her hips cocked to the side as she put more weight on one leg. "Yeah? Well I'd love to hear some poetry in the future then. But I think you had more to ask me then just some simple 'how am I doing' questions." Waveing her hand telling them to follow with the motion she turned around and began to walk away deeper into the shop.

Her hips swaying with her walk. Her current dress more akin to a cocktail dress with slits on either side of the dress revealing long swaths of leg with each step and it huggles her form incredibly well. "How may I be of assistance for you today?" It was when she was at her desk that she moved sinuously and jumped lightly so she was sitting on the raised surface while crossing her leg over the knee of her other leg giving both of them a soft smile.