Private Finished Sly like a cat

KC's research and her practice programming the simulated nanites that were inside her had left her antsy. She was really no close to getting the hardware that she needed to reprogram the trillions of tiny machines forming a network inside her. And that was frustrating.

That had left her considering doing something arguably questionable. She was outside of the shops that had the equipment that she was looking around for, supposedly window shopping as she searched for one that was unlocked but relatively empty.

She was distracted, only really paying attention to people in as much as they might look suspicious of her. So far so good though. Now if she could just get inside one of these stores and find a place to hide until they closed...

KC jumped a good six inches into the air, whirling around with her hand outstretched to smack whoever had just snuck up on her. But she was distracted momentarily by someone behind Neon staring at her outburst, which made her very aware that there were a number of eyes all staring at her strange behavior.

Ears flattening in irritation, KC let out a low growl and huffed as she lowered her arm. "Oh, it's you. What do you want?"

Smoothing the fur on her tail back down and actively avoiding the lingering stares around her, KC frowned at Neon and crossed her arms defiantly. "Yeah well, you almost got bitch slapped. So watch yourself."

Casting her eyes sideways at the window to the shop that she had been looking at, she saw the pod that she wanted. It wasn't a new model by any means, but neither were the nanites inside her. She could work with older tech, but even that was leagues outside of her budget. KC sighed, playing with the gold heart charm on her pink leather collar. "Apology accepted, but I doubt you really have anything that I want."

KC's ears went right back flat against her head and her pupils narrowed to angry slits. She swatted at the cloud near her the way someone might try to wave away smoke, and took a decided step back from Neon. "You're crazy, first of all. And second of all, I don't know where you think you're gonna be sticking that thing, but you gotta buy me a drink and ask my owner first."

Her smirk was almost a sneer, sarcastic and condescending at the same time as she flicked her tail back and forth in agitation. "I'm not having this conversation in a hallway full of people," she said, lowering her voice considerably. "You can either follow me or not. I don't care which."

Sashaying away from the shops, she made her way down one of the maintenance halls that could ostensibly be called an 'alleyway.' Every so often, KC glanced back over her shoulders, making sure that Neon was still following her. She kept her slow, hip swaying pace for a while until she was satisfied that no one would be eavesdropping on them.

"Now what the fuck do you want with me?"

"Woah woah woah," KC started, putting her hands up as a stop in front of herself, fingers slightly bent to show off her blunted black 'claws.' This was all to much too fast and she said as much, "You're moving really fast, pal. I don't even know you, other than you're the guy who thought telling me that you have a kid would make me feel better about being a clone."

She pursed her lips, looking around to make sure that no one was nearby. She didn't trust that he'd just magically waved his hand and hidden them perfectly. "And beside," she continued, shrugging her shoulders, "that sounds like a crap deal if I've ever heard one. Everything I want on a silver platter? Too good to be true. All you want is to 'study' me? Again, buy me dinner first and ask my owner before you go asking to 'study' me."