Irina's apartment was quite large, enough so that there was an actual need not only for a house AI, but for some semblance of house keeping as well. One of the fortunate benefits of her line of work was that it certainly filled one's life with thrills and sight seeing, however it left very little time in way of being able to actually take care of a home, or clean up after herself. In recent history actual physical Gremlins were contracted for cheap as a sort of house servant. Some supernatural code of conduct deemed that they were unable to steal from someone who offered them shelter and food, which made them utterly unparalleled to normal human caretakers. Though they did have a bad habit of breaking things, and when it came to Irina, their eye's were always wandering.<br/><br/>The runner had adopted 4 of such creatures in the past, each one comically named Tigsy, Nipsy, Mixy and Boduck. They slept in a separate section of the household in what could laughably be called a closet, and performed most of their household duties while Irina was out on her jobs. However often times she encountered them when waking up. Tonight was begrudgingly one of those evenings, however their obsession with their master could almost be seen as endearing, or even cute at times.<br/><br/>"Ms. Sarkova" echoed the squeeking voice of Tigsy, largest and self dubbed 'head butler' of the remaining three. The gremlin came running up to the woman, standing even at her average feminine height only just above the woman's waist. The creatures were scrawny things, their skin color varying often with crooked long noses. Each wore a baggy set of cheap overalls to hide their own nakedness from their mistress, however more often then not the large indent that appeared on the front of their trousers whenever Irina wore something more provocative revealed two things. First, they were naked underneath the overalls and second, gremlin's shafts must average the size of their forearms!<br/><br/>"You are leaving so quickly" he exclaimed with overly expressive eyes, full and on the bridge of tears. "Nipsy has prepared a wonderful meal before you go! Almost all of it real food!" he explained with a short, toothy grin.<br/><br/>"Why not stay a moment longer and eat" he begged, taking a step closer to her while reaching out with his bony, elongated fingers before running them up the side, lustfully, of her form fitting chameleon suite and armor. He did not stop at her thigh, instead full setting his hand along the swell of her bubbly rear before squeezing and pressing her forward as though to lead his mistress to the kitchen to eat.<br/><br/>"Orange juice too!"