Literary Preferences

Why is it that whenever I'm actually looking for something in here I never seem to find it in the same place? Kaya though loudly to herself as she scanned the rows upon rows of books in front of her as she wandered the shelves for the different fashion books, she had a few she was looking for and the occasional erotica from the VERY adult section of the library, had to get IDed and everything.

Putting her index finger on the spines she could feel the mumultitudes of different textures from the old wrinkled spines of the well read and used to the slick fresh spinesof the new.

Though Kaya came quite often to the library she hadn't really had any experiences that one would call eventful, it was a quiet place after all. And she expected this visit to be the same as she pulled one last fashion catalogue off its usual place abs onto her stack and headed over to the tables.

Most seemed to already be occupied out full, so with a small exasperated sigh she moved over to a less full table next to a man with a tall book stack, which seemed to include 'how to write' texts.

First deciding to be curtious she cleared her throat quietly before speaking softly as well. "um, pardon me. Would this seat happen to be taken?" if the men was to look up from his book that he was oh so entrenched in he would find the tall 6'9" demoness wearing tight black pants and a deep giant star red baggy thin shirt with the occasional 'dark spots' making it look like her upper body was a part of a red giant star.

The voice she heard first was warped and spoke harshly. Kaya glared down at the man and spoke in her own dialect, the Eldrich things language being only partially removed from her own native tongue. "Well then, I see no point in avoiding this seat seeing as how it will only be your bloated ego I would be satisfying if I was to remove myself from this location." her words carried the weight of her father's house and her royal blood behind it. Kaya had been dealing with belligerent demons who acted like this sometimes. Though this... Thing wasn't from her home plain very few did not know of the dimension he controled.

Then she heard a second voice come from the being... Blinking she refocused and looked at the person sitting before her again. So, this Eldrich thing was a suit controlled by another. That made Kaya chuckle mentally only a soft almost unnoticeable smirk showing on the surface, it was more bound to another being then any demon she knew of.

"Thank you, you're too kind." and with that she sat down in her chair. "If it knows what I just said to it i think it will quiet down on it's own accord... Or try something nasty in the next couple of minutes." Kaya then gently placed her books down on the table and opened up one of the fashion styling books.

"Oh, no problem. I've had to deal with worse from some of the other demons when they realize who I am." though if would seem this 'parasite' or human, didn't know who she was.

"I come from a land of darkness and shadow. A demension where the very light of the stars can be consumed by the stray Pack of sentient shadow. The lands controlled by the Demon Lord Orthus. Master of Shadows, Lord of Darkness... And my dad." it was always fun to make her home dimension seem more ominous in her own tongue then trying to explain it in English. "Though most everyone who doesn't understand my Dialect of demonic just call it" The Shadow Realm. Though thats like calling this Realm simply 'Earth'."

She waved a hand trying to pull the words she wanted from the air. "My father controls it from the Shadow Realm but its a much larger place then a word or a few might be able to describe."

She looked at the man/Eldrich thing sitting next to her. "im curious though. How does on create an Eldrich creature into a suit one can wear?"

"Well I feel sorry for It now. That sounds more then painful..." Kaya said back in her demonic language as she picked up one of the Fashion books as she listened to Webb introduce himself and Azreal. "Kaya Foxuma, I'm actually a Seamstress and owner of Dark Art Fashion. Pleasure to meet you and Azreal"

"Though if I do have to say so I'd think Azreal has a right to be angry. Think of it this way, dragged out of your home dimension or Plainer Wheel and taken to a different world. Then they scoop out all of your internal organ, shove some person who barely speaks your language and a bunch of tech to keep the two of you alive. Then have no control over yourself. Now I'm sure they gave you some good reasons but I wouldn't want that to happen to me any way."

Kaya had been speaking in demon again allowing for Azreal...if he could still hear them. And then opening up the book and looking through it and some of the designs in the book seeing how it's made and cut and how she could improve on it. "Does he even know what his home plain was or anything about what his home use to be?"

"Well that doesn't help." Kaya began to read in her book not really noticing the tendril that came out of Azreal's mouth. "Though, did he Tell you? Or try to send it right into your mind out of spite?" Being a part of a species where they could do that tended to make anything she got mentally to be misconstrued, hence why she never went into Telepathy and other Psionic skills when she was young. It was always up to what some person's perspective for it to work or not work... very finicky stuff in her opinion...except her ward to let her know someone was in the shop, that was useful.

"Thinking about everything though it's a bit strange that those 'scientists'..." Kaya's voice seemed to grow a tad bit venimous at her mention of the scientists, "... wouldn't even tell you what sort of thing you would need to be fighting if it requires extra dimensional creature being ripped apart to be made into a suit." She still sounded a little angry about that as she seethed beneath her calm. The more she talked about it the more she hated these so called men of science for having the potential of ripping her from her own home.