The "sun" shone through the window, about as orange as it would be on earth, suffusing Shira's apartment with a fiery glow. It still didn't 'feel' right, in that vague and imprecise way. There were words for that sort of formless emotion, but those were always hard to articulate. Often, she found herself joking that the cybernetics had eaten away at that part of her soul. Shira pored over her closet, grappling with another vague idea. What, exactly, did she want out of tonight? To be frank, she really just wanted to get away from janky super drives and mechs and dangerous experiments and drink. Drink a lot. Drink and party and talk to friends and..<br/><br/>Shira stopped her line of thought, and decided to just grab another zero-g jumpsuit, this one slimmer and more vividly colored - black and neon green - and slipped it on, leaving it unzipped down the front. Her hair color changed to a black with green locks framing her face, and the LEDs on her back glowed a bright electric green, the steel plates glinting. Normally she'd throw on something under or over it, but Shira didn't have any particular urge to put too much effort into her appearance tonight. It looked good, it was comfy enough to pass out in, and easy enough to clean in case of nausea. Even made up of as much machinery and electronics as she was, too much drinking still claimed it's toll.<br/><br/>Shira's left eye changed color to a bright green too, almost without her direct intervention. Things like that had been happening frequently lately, the artificial components of her body responding to her subconscious desires and ideas instead of being guided by conscious thought. That was expected as they became more and more like the human parts they replaced, but normal human eyes certainly couldn't change eye color. New pathways in her brain, perhaps? They weren't the same, but if they began responding to her mind in an effort to become part of her, were those parts actually her body now?<br/><br/>She pushed that train of thought aside. Time to turn the brain off for a bit, at least. Shira headed over towards Mushi, hoping to spend some time bouncing barbs and wit off of Ceres while she downed alcohol. Walking in, she noted with some dismay that the place was a fair bit busier than normal, and also a bit noisier. The bar was almost full, and Ceres seemed too busy, giving Shira a quick glance and wave before seeing to more customers. Shira almost turned to walk out - there were places more suited to a noisy atmosphere that she could go to - but noticed Kaz sitting at a table. She walked over and fell into a chair across the small table from him, leaning back.<br/><br/>"Well Kazzy, glad to see you alive and well!" Shira gave him a wide grin, completely aware of how that sounded after what he had been through earlier. "I think I owe you a drink today. What dragged you back here?"