The Perk, Saturday morning

[crimson_sister]

Lucille had her hands wrapped around a CoffeeMug™. She ignored the text scrolling around the edge, having no need to be informed about the ten new flavours that had just been released, one of which was advertised as True Coffee. Her hair was wet and black and blue strands stuck to her temples. The clothes were already dry off course; waterproof

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[boneyard_girl]

The girl that came in to the Perk was clearly more technological than human, the techno-organic mesh that functioned as her skin sparkled in what little light there was, looking almost like she was made out of overlapping crystal scales, or chainmail.

Instead of the remote behaviour of an android, however, she leaned easily on the counter, laughing and flirting with the baristas as they mixed something up for her. There was nothing mechanical in her voice or movements at all, in contrast to her appearance.

[crimson_sister]

Lucille looked up. Even if she had important business to do she would let herself admire a pretty girl. And smile at her. She would allow herself that too.

[boneyard_girl]

Ada turned around, her mug of stim-caf cradled in her hands and saw the smile, returning it easily. Her teeth were a bit too sharp for a standard human, but it was the thought that counted, right?

She wandered over, stopping next to Lucille. "This seat taken?"

[crimson_sister]

Lucille avoided stims; it made her senses less precise, even those that were supposed to do the opposite. And slipping chemicals into people's food, or directly into their bloodstream when possible, required precision. Especially the nano viruses that would blow any digital implants required it.

This girl was unlikely to become a victim though, unless she proved herself to be something other than what she seemed. Lucille smiled back. What did sharp teeth matter? It didn't make her any less pretty.

"It is quite empty, I assure you." She gestured for her to take a seat.