<blockquote class="uncited"><div> "I assure you, sir, I can hear you- whoa!"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>For the briefest of moments, Kahmori looked like nothing more than a little pup who'd found a new toy. The look of utter curiosity etched across his face, along with the excited flickers of his tails and the almost 'hum' of energy he exhuded made him look like little more than a cub - albeit, a tall one.<br/><br/>"...Oh geez...it DOES talk." He says with a mixture of excitement and curiosity "...it's a little...Brady, you *GOTTA* lemme play with it later!!! I promise i'll be gentle with it!!" When one especially hard little poke nearly sends the little crystal tumbling from alot Brady's shoulder, Kahmori withdraws his finger, offering up an apologetic grin "Er...sorry. Heh!" It seemed like it pratically didn't weigh a thing! His curiosity throughly stoked, but at least mullified for the moment, Kahmori leaves the little crystal be - for the time being, at least.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> "Oh dear, you shall have to be cautious around this one, Brady." Xali indicates Kahmori with a toss of her head. "He's a shameless rake, and mischievous too." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Kahmori's ears perk slightly, his tails once more curling around themselves to resemble one, long, fluffy appendage. He never was one to miss an opportunity to flirt, and the sexy leopardess had been driving him wild the entire breadth of their journey so far...<br/><br/>Putting on a feigned, wounded expression, Kahmori places a hand across his heart, peering at Xali as if she'd just physically stabbed him - though, it was incredibly easy to see the faint curl of a smile on the corners of his lips "Dear Xali! Shameless? You can hardly blame me."  Gliding forwards with a grace that seems almost impossible for the sizable kitsune, he scoops up Xali's hand in his own "I've been faced with such breath-taking beauty such as yours. You can hardly blame a simple kitsune for finding it difficult to control himself in the presence of such as you. Especially after having seen you in a more...natural state. I feel as though the view will be nestled within my dreams, where such an unearthly beauty such as yourself belongs..." With a faint little bow, Kahmori places a soft kiss upon the back of Xali's hand...though he takes a further couple of seconds to gently run his tongue between two of her fingers, giving her a tiny, and altogether playful, little lick. His tongue lingers for just a second, flicking against a fingertip, before - finally - he retracts it.<br/><br/>Seemingly satisfied, Kahmori once more returns to his full height, squeezing Xali's hand softly before releasing it "Well..." adjusting the pack on his shoulders, he offers Helix one final wave, a small smile on his face "Oh, for you, big guy? I'll give him TWO boots. Wish us luck. Actually, wish the Necromancer luck. He'll need it a hell of a lot more than we will!" Turning, he follows Brady through the doorway, and towards the Armory.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> In the hallway.... </span><br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> “Clothing? You mean you don’t prefer me this way?” Vendra allowed the blanket hugging her form to slip a little bit, revealing barely the top half of her breasts before pulling it back up and giggling. “Clothing will be great!” </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Slipping an arm around the human, Kahmori can't help but admire the upbeat attitude. She'd just been captured, but already she was at least offering a few smiles and a bit of teasing. Hell, if he was in her position...he'd be going nuts right about now.<br/><br/>"Oooohh, I prefer you that way..." He teases back, giving her a light nudge with his hips as they walk "I think I might find it a bit distracting when the fighting starts. After all - hard to keep your head in the battle when there is a body like yours thrown into the mix.' Brushing a hand through her hair, he coaxes a stray strand back into place, smirking faintly "Then again...I think it would be just as distracting for our foes. Distraction armor? I like it. You know, we'll have to get you a suit of bikini-mail..." A soft laugh escapes his lips as he traces the outline of Bikini-mail on his body - pretty much, just circling his chest and drawing his fingers up along either side of his crotch "Hrm...you know? Maybe I should wear some bikini-mail too, huh?"<br/><br/>Turning towards Alexei, he gives the stoic wolf a playful slap on the thigh with his tails to get his attention "What do you think, hrm?"<br/><br/>Pausing in the hallway, he places both hands on the wall and leans forwards, curling his back to push his butt up and out behind him. Even his tails lift alluringly, and had he been female...the sight would have been nothing short of delicious. As is, though...it just made him look silly (though it did offer a view of his tight rump, hidden beneath those breeches of his - it was just as shapely as the rest of him!) "....Me...in Bikini-mail...Mmmm...." A soft moan escapes his lips and he arches his back further, throwing his tails upwards over his back. Licking one finger, he places it against one of his thighs, a seductive look in his eyes ".....Psssshhhhh..." He could practically see the steam rising...<br/><br/>Finally, Kahmori can take it no longer...and simply bursts out laughing, slapping his thigh and shaking his head "Oooohhh....geez. No. I think I'd rather fight in nothing but the fur than wear something like that. Oooohhhh, sheesh...."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> <br/>"N-n-now Brady, wait just a moment," Crew stammers as his inner light begins to flicker in an aurora of colors. "You know that when you *FZZT* attempt to forcibly alter my core functionality, I may may malfunction and begin to *FZZT* notice things... like, did you know we've passed three handwoven tapestries in this hallway alone? If people would just stop and look around... *FZZT* We could take whatever we wanted while their backs were turned, and they'd never catch us! We could own this joint! *FZZT* Nay, we crave not such ill-gotten gains, for we are honorable souls, and it is only proper to *FZZT* give me some warning when you're about to do that..." Crew collapses on Brady's shoulder, looking quite exhausted. </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Kahmori's attention ever-shifting, it only took the first change of Crew's personality to draw the energetic kitsune's attention to it like a moth to the flame. This time, though, he's laughing too hard to even make some sort of smirky comment. With every little change, accompanied by the little 'Fzzt' sound...the Kitsune's laughter only becomes all the more jovial, until - by the time Brady gives her little companion a rest - he is laughing so hard he can barely breathe.<br/><br/>"AAAHAAH! Ohh...Ohhhh....by the gods...ahahaaa!!! I want one!! Oh wow....he's....AHAHAHA!!!!"<br/><br/>The entire rest of the walk to the armory is accompanied by the soft, pleasant sound of the Kitsune's laughter.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"> In the armory...</span><br/><br/><br/>By the time Kahmori steps in through the doorway, his laughter has died down to little more than a few chuckles here and there, though every once in a while he rubs a finger under an eye, ensuring no more tears of mirth had decided to fall "Oohh..wow..." He whispers softly, sighing happily. Geez, he was going to love this group. What better bunch of friends could you ask for?<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div> "The Lakehaven armory!" she says with a flourish, stepping aside to allow her comrades past. "I already know what I need, so I'll let you guys browse while I make sure Sura's ready for us." </div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Oh? Oh, right! Yea, heck - will only take me a few minutes to find what I need! Vendra? Find something nice for you to wear - get a couple of sets, as I'm sure we'll be on the road a bit!" Looking down at his own drab traveling garment, Kahmori makes a bit of a face. It was nice when you were traveling alone, but having to wash them every day? Not to mention, these breeches looked more ragged and torn - practically like he lived on the street. He could do better "...Eesh. I think I need a couple of sets, too..."<br/><br/>Kahmori immediently sets to browsing as Brady heads elsewhere, picking through the racks, shelves, and bins to find things that might be useful to him on the road.<br/><br/>The first thing that draws his attention is likely the least needed - A toothbrush, and tooth powder. Peering at the tub of tooth-cleaner, he thinks quietly to himself. Finally, the conclusion is made - heroes can't have dirty teeth!! Packing away the little wooden tub, he grabs a handful of Miswak and an actual bamboo toothbrush, and tosses them into his old, beaten-up pack.<br/><br/>Second comes a new bedroll - needless to say, he's pleasantly surprized to see they have them in his size - wonderful! His own old one was about a foot too short, and it had made for a handful of uncomfortable nights. Then again, to the kitsune - who could sleep anywhere - it was just a minor comfort. Tossing his own old bedroll down next to a few others that looked in bad condition, he grabs one of the new ones, immediently tieing it on to the top of his pack.<br/><br/>A few trail rations (consisting of dried meats...he avoids the green foods like the plague), a couple of bottles of antivenom, a couple of torches, and a handful of other minor mundane items find their way into his pack. Casting a sideways glance at Vendra...Kahmori even packs a few more days worth of food, just for her. After all - there was a chance everyone else would be eating things of a different nature, if things went well!<br/><br/>Finally, Kahmori comes to the clothing 'Hrrrrrrmmmmm...." He says outloud, rubbing a finger against his chin as he peers over their selection. Cloth...leather....<br/><br/>Eh, what the hell. Grabbing a set of leather pants and buckles, he measures them up against his waist...puts them back, picks up another pair, and does just the same. Finally, he seems to find a pair that works well enough, and - with an approving nod - he folds the them up and stuffs them into his pack. Next comes a more simple fare - breeches, and a vest, just in case. Both go into the pack. Seeming to think better of it...he grabs another couple of pairs, and stuffs them both into the pack along with the first two.<br/><br/>In a matter of minutes, the old, weather-worn pack the Kitsune seems so fond of is practically bulging with items ranging from food to clothing. Now, for the final thing he needed....<br/><br/>Armor!<br/><br/>Making his way over to the racks of weapons, armors, and other assorted items, Kahmori begins to pick over the various different weapons and armors. Plate - too bulky. Padded? Hell, he might as well be naked. Chainmail? Eesh, it was hardly something to look at...<br/><br/>Then, he spots it. The perfect armor - Lightweight, quiet, and incredibly easy to put on and take off. A simple chainmail shirt. Shimmying his way through the racks to the glinting steel armor, he gives it a dubious glance. It looked to be about the right size...the 'sleeves' were only about half-arm, which wouldn't look too bad....and, hell...it was shiny!<br/><br/>Pulling it off of the rack, Kahmori measures it against himself...and nods approvingly. Perfect!<br/><br/>"Well!!! I've got what *I* need!! Go ahead and get what you need, Vendra. We'll need it!"<br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">I'll edit in the items I've gotten after I finish adding them to the sheet. ^_^</div></div></div>