Demon Marcus, Thursday Afternoon

[boneyard_girl]

After class and her... intervention, it was a restless Ada behind the counter at Demon Marcus today. And if she spent most of her time gazing out the window in the direction of Milliways, well, someone would much rather be people-watching instead of waiting for customers.

She'd put in just enough effort to write up a sign and toss it in the window, and now was going to spend the rest of her shift daydreaming unless someone came along and made her work.

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Look, Ada didn't promise she'd give anyone good fashion advice, but at least it would be entertaining.

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[good_for_six]

Isabela could think of a few other entertaining things.

"I've got a present for you, sweet thing."

[boneyard_girl]

"Is it a puppy?" Ada asked, fluttering her eyelashes outrageously. "I always wanted a puppy."

No she didn't.

[good_for_six]

This was how people ended up what other people's Mabari's, Ada.

"Better," Isabela declared, laying out a cloth wrapped bundle on the counter. She unrolled it to display a set of throwing knives, all tucked away in their sheaths.

[boneyard_girl]

It would be a great picture book! The Mermaid and the Mabari!

"Better than a puppy?" she asked, laughing, leaning over to see what Isabela was unwrapping. "I ain't sure-- oh. Are... are those for me?"

[good_for_six]

It could be a whole series.

Isabela nodded. "No point in teaching you if you don't have them when you need them," she pulled one out to show it to Ada. "There's a lovely balance on these."

[boneyard_girl]

"'Bela, I could kiss you," Ada said, picking one up very gently and looking it over, little sheath and all. "Can we practice today?"

Someone was excited, yes.

[good_for_six]

That's because knives were the gift that kept on giving.

"Of course. We can even do both."

Just in case Ada was under the mistaken impression Isabela wasn't completely shameless.

[boneyard_girl]

Ada just laughed. "'M sure we could do both," she agreed, winking at her. "How about one for 'thank you' now, and th' rest later, assuming you don't wear me out practicing?"

[good_for_six]

"I'll be sure not to work you too hard," Isabela promised. "Or to kiss it better if I do."

[boneyard_girl]

"Here I thought you liked working me hard," Ada teased, leaning in to give Isabela the promised 'thank you' kiss. "So I guess I'll count on you kissing it better later."

Their 'healthy relationships' teacher was probably banging her head against something hard right now.

"But first, you gotta show me how to wear these without hurtin' m'self."

[good_for_six]

Their 'healthy relationships' teacher was dating Deadpool, so same difference.

Isabela grinned as she pulled back from the kiss. "Now the thing about these is you wear them in a few different places, so even if someone finds one, they might miss the others."

[boneyard_girl]

"But I also gotta be able to get to 'em easy, right?" she said, holding one up. "So if you were me, where would they go?"

[good_for_six]

"You're pretty bendy, so boots, thighs, the small of the back are all options," Isabela said, considering. "Wrists are always a good choice, but you need long sleeves or bracers to hide them."

[boneyard_girl]

"No long sleeves in th' summer," Ada laughed, shaking her head. "I like as little clothes as possible when th' sun's finally out."

"Boots an' back it is, maybe thighs if'n 'm wearin' a long enough skirt to hide 'em." Ada's skirts and shorts... weren't generally long enough to hide much, no.

[good_for_six]

Neither were Isabela's, but she found a way. "It'll still be useful to now, just not urgently."

[boneyard_girl]

"Bet I could make a cute garter t' hold 'em in place," she mused, turning the sheathed blade over in her hands. "--somethin' all soft an' lace so no one suspects it."

[good_for_six]

"There's my sneaky girl." And she didn't even know how sneaky.

[boneyard_girl]

It was the big blue eyes and the cotton-candy sweet smile. People rarely looked past them, and even those that did -- like Isabela -- didn't always realize that the sneaky went all the way down to the bone.

"Could make one for you too," she offered, setting the sharp shiny down and pulling out her sewing kit from under the counter. "What's your favorite color?"

[good_for_six]

"I'm a big fan of red," Isabela told her. "I just don't wear it much."