<blockquote><div><cite>Lil' kiddo wrote:</cite> "I dunno," the boy answered, plopping down on his rear. "I haven't seen a lot of other kids on here, and mom hasn't told me where we'll be staying. But yeah! I'm a little scared, but I wanna see what's there too!" </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Kahmori couldn't help but chuckle. He always did have a way with kids. Surprising, giving the parents of those kids were often eyeballing him like he was a ticking time bomb - much like this kid's mother was. Still, the harmless questions seemed to diffuse her anxiety, and she relaxed, allowing the child to spill his hopes to the white-furred stranger. It only made Kahmori's grin grow broader "Scared? Heh, I think we all are. Nothing to be scared of, though, kiddo. Plenty of new things to see."<br/><br/>That admission drew his attention back to their current situation. Little money, a new station, and they had no idea what this place was going to be like...<br/><br/>Still, it was all part of the new adventure.<br/><br/>One part of that adventure had been cut short, though, by the untimely intrusion of the young feline. He still felt the warmth on his fingertips from when they'd delved between Sheva's thighs...damnit. She'd almost seemed accepting of it...like she wanted it. It was the first time she's not really batted his hand away when he advanced a little too far...<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sheva wrote:</cite> "A warm shower sounds heavenly, I wonder what the price of accomodations on this world happens to be"</div></blockquote><br/><br/>A warm show- she hadn't said no?! It made a tingle of excitement course up his spine. He could imagine it now...the perfect, slender little body of the beautiful kitsune that was his traveling companion, water coursing down her body, causing her soft fur to cling to her enticing form. Her naked body unhidden from his prying eyes. His fingers coursing along her back, traveling lower as he worked soap into her fur, whispering little teases to her as they bathed...<br/><br/>Ooohhhhh, that would be fun "Er..I dunno. I bet we can find something somewhere, though. We've likely got enough money left for a couple of hot meals, and a nice room for a night or two. Beyond that - well, I'll think of something. I might dance on the corner for money. Then again, that would make us millions - I don't wanna draw too much attention to ourselves..." When Sheva gets to her feet, Kahmori reaches out and gives her perfect little butt one final, teasing pat before also getting to his feet. Shouldering his and Sheva's packs, he follows her to the exit, and out into the docking bay...<br/><br/>"Where our feet will lead us? I hope to a pizza place - I'm starving."<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>"Awww...damnit." Was the first thing out of Kahmori's mouth when the duo stepped off of the shuttle. He'd expected nice gardens or a park to greet newcomers to the station. Shops and bazaars set up to hawk goods to the station travelers. Mostly importantly, he'd expected to see fast-food restaurants spreading into the distance as far as the eye could see. Instead?<br/><br/>A dull blue-gray steel docking bay, flourescent lighting, and holographs filled with messages and images, likely about proper embarking and landing procedures or other such uninteresting dribble. To make matters worse, it wasn't a friendly guide or attendant there to welcome them to the new station - it was the military. Armed military personel. Kahmori's eyes quickly scanned the situation, taking stock of everything. Electrified batons - children's toys. Handguns - scoffable. Rifles, though...he'd seen some pretty nasty military-grade rifles in his time.<br/><br/>"Ahhh. Take a deep breath, Sheva. Smell that? That's the smell of 'What the hell is going on.'." Kahmori places one hand protectivly on her shoulder from behind, giving a reassuring squeeze as they strolled down the personel-lined bluesteel walkway. Still, it seemed by Sheva's somewhat relaxed posture, she was actually less worried about the situation than her larger companion.<br/><br/>However, when there was no immediate hub-bub about their presence, the big kitsune seems to relax, his serious demeanor replaced by the same, goofy smile that always seemed to be plastered across his muzzle "Oh geez. Feels nice to be standing again. My tail was going to sleep sitting on that damn hard seat. First thing is first! Let's find us a nice place to stay for the next couple of days. Then, we'll relax and unwind. Tomorrow, I'll go take a walk around town and see what I can do to work up a temporary remedy to our financial situation. Ooohhh....we have a nice little shower to get to as well, don-"<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Soon-to-be-splattered canine soldier wrote:</cite> "Did I tell you to stop? MOVE!" </div></blockquote><br/><br/>It was a pretty simple act. A little gun-butt against the shoulder. Likely not even hard enough to leave a bruise. That was all it took, though, to make Kahmori drop their bags and ball up a fist. The son of a bitch! Letting power go to his head just a little too much - these were mostly innocent passengers, refugees. And he'd shoved Sheva for no other reason than 'the line was moving too slow'.<br/><br/>"You son of a bitch, I'll-" Kahmori's fist winds back - it was just a punch to make him see the error of his ways, not to kill him. This one, though, was going to hurt -<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Sheva wrote:</cite> "You've always loved musicals and to dance while singing them. Show us, we'd really appreciate it" </div></blockquote><br/><br/>Had it not been for Sheva's voice, and her somewhat relaxed approach to the rough treatment, this guard would have been chewing on kitsune fist. However, just her voice causes Kahmori to pause just long enough...<br/><br/>...For the guard to start singing? What in the hell?<br/><br/>He gives Sheva a strange look...then the guard...then back to Sheva. She'd talked like they knew each other. Always loved musicals...?<br/><br/>Kahmori stares at Sheva for a few long seconds, his balled fist slowly starting to relax. Strange. Very strange. Yet, his gaze lingers only on her for a few seconds before it shifts to the suddenly-dancing guard. This was a show too good to pass up. Within a matter of seconds, Kahmori is chuckling...then, the chuckle grows into full-on laughter. It was so ridiculous, so random - and so awesome "Hahaha! Wow! That is...awful...! I didn't know you knew him, Sheva. Or that he can't sing worth a flip.."<br/><br/>Exactly as expected, the situation was diffused before it had started. Leaning down, Kahmori retrieves their packs and reshoulders them, only pausing briefly to eye, apparantly, the private's armored superior who'd made an appearance to see what in the hell was going on, and give 'Rennings' a peice of his mind. If Kahmori wasn't laughing before - he sure as hell was now "Ohh geez...hahahahaaa!! Ohhh...wow. Okay, that made my day. Well, let's get a move on, before-"<br/><br/><blockquote><div><cite>Naya wrote:</cite> I apologize for his behavior...</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"..Aww hell." Kahmori sighs as the commanding officer picks them out and walks towards them. He never had felt very comfortable around the military types. Mainly because he'd spent a good portion of his life stealing from them. Course, these particular outfits didn't look familiar...heck, maybe they'd even been one of his customers at one point...<br/><br/>Putting on as much of a smile as he could muster, Kahmori reaches out and accepts the hand of the Lieutenant, giving a firm shake - if a little too firm "Naya Sunei? Nice to meet you. Name's Kahmori. Kahmori Ittsoro. And this...is my sister. Sheva Ittsoro." He reaches out and gives Sheva's shoulder a soft, affectionate little squeeze "So, are all of those under your command as interested in musicals as that guy? Might be able to put on a whole show out here...would be alot more entertaining than getting jabbed with the butt of guns and yelled at constantly. Why so much security? And why does everyone have a pole in their ass?"