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"As a matter of fact, I do," came a deep, moderately androgynous, and slightly muffled voice, "I've already been in there once today."

However, the source of said voice was not any kind of ventriloquist, so it would be terribly easy to figure out that it was not coming from the sock, but from the doorway, where Kiva was casually leaning against the door frame. The scaled woman was dressed in a red T-shirt--modified, of course, with holes for her wings, which were slightly visible behind her--and denim shorts, an outfit that for her was synonymous with 'laundry day,' and she chuckled as she dropped her hand from her mouth.

Kiva had been up bright and early to wash both her clothes and any of the roommate's she came across, first making sure none of it was actually her roommate of course, and had noticed not long ago that one of her socks was missing. A simple retracing of steps, and here was a kid talking to it. Being in something of a silly mood, she hadn't quite been able to help the somewhat goofy announcement of her presence.

"That's mine," she explained in her normal voice, which was still pretty deep and androgynous. "I dropped it earlier. Thanks for finding it."

Yup. Kiva hangs around the Mansion a lot, so that's where they'd be most likely to come across one another. As for a specific location/scenario within the Mansion, if we wanted to make sure the whole washing machine incident was closer to the front of their minds than usual, and thus more likely to come up in the first place, the idea of them both doing laundry at the time occurred to me. What do you think?

Heehee. Kiva would think Maria was great fun. Talking her into pub crawling wouldn't be too difficult, and all she'd need was a glimpse or mention of Maria's current ink to bring up the fact that she's an artist and Maria should totally head to Rex's and ask for her if she ever wants any more. Kiva tends to be very enthusiastic about her job.

Coming across Aiden again could be nice, too. Kiva would probably only vaguely recognize him at first, but would be as friendly as ever.

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Meeting Amber could be fairly interesting. Kiva has a bit of a soft spot for shape-changers, and hasn't come across mutants with undeath-related mutations before; I think it's one of the few things that would get a bit of a double-take from her at first. But only at first.

I could probably get Kiva out at night somewhere less crowded. I could see her maybe having been in a park sketching, and simply lost track of time, so it's dark by the time she's on her way back to the Mansion?

Kiva gave a grand, over-dramatic roll of her eyes at the reasoning of turning into underwear being 'funny.' Funny for Paige, sure. Not so much for the dragonkin who had to go protecting said underwear. Though, she supposed the fact that the potential for accidental shifts existed was a decent poin--

Lacy purple undies.

Kiva knew that the sight of her eyes bugging out would be hilarious, but she couldn't quite stop herself from doing it for a moment all the same. Luckily, she was incapable of visibly blushing, and she shot the undergarment a scowl. "You. Are. Evil. An evil, evil woman."

After looking left and right to check to surroundings, and listening just to be sure there were no approaching footsteps, she looked back at Paige. "If you don't turn back, I'm gonna shove you in between the couch cushions," she mock-threatened. Of course she'd do no such thing, but it was the first thing to pop into her head beyond a general thought of, Please let no one see me talking to lingerie.

Kiva watched Butterfly climb the tree--while well aware that this was a grown woman, who she had no reason to believe couldn't climb a tree safely, and could turn into something that could fly, part of her couldn't help but step closer just in case some kind of freak accident sent her tumbling out of the tree before she'd properly settled herself on the branch--and hummed a little in thought as she saw the pose, before nodding.

"That looks great!" she said with a grin. "Just make sure to keep your gaze focused on the hand you've got reaching down."

Kiva then stepped back away from the tree, and moved so that she was at the right angle to sketch from. She flipped to a clean page of the sketchbook and started roughing out shape of the branch, the bit of the trunk Butterfly was touching, and of Butterfly herself. Then came the details, with her, just like with Paige, adding her own fantasy parts to translate her new friend into a forest sprite.

She extended Butterfly's hair with sweeping lines that made it cascade over her shoulder and past the branch, and gave her the same slender, pointed ears that the Paige-inspired sprite did. For her clothing, Kiva gave her long, modest dress with a belt, the skirt portion slightly spilling over the side of the branch and revealing a pair of simple leather boots on her feet. Her hands were bare, and Kiva roughed out of the tangled vines that were crawling up her arm.

Then, she stopped and looked at this. Something was missing. The wings were, obviously, but something else was as well, and she pondered it.

All of the other sprites were going to be on the ground--she'd decided that a while ago, even if she'd been at a loss as to what they'd actually be doing--including the one modeled after Paige. But this one, she liked to climb trees, and had a connection to the magic vines. She was more whimsical, and possibly more mystical, than the others.

An idea striking her, Kiva turned her attention to the sprite's face, and started sketching more markings on it. With said face being in profile, she started with a single, thicker line curving down from the sprite's forehead to her temple. From there, the line split off into a curved line that ran to her cheekbone and ended in a point, and another than continued from her temple down her cheek to end in another point at her jawline. She didn't shade it in darkly, already thinking that the markings would be a light colour when she did the painting.

Satisfied with this, she put down her pencil and grinned up at Butterfly again. "Okay, you can come down. We can do the wing stuff on the ground." Of course, she'd be fine with showing Butterfly what she had so far if requested, even if she considered it to still be pretty rough.

Kiva 'Drake' Augillard has come back to New York and the Mansion after her (and my) absence. She's eager to get back to her semi-normal life...which of course means I want to have her meet new people and shake things up for her rather than letting her slip back into that normalcy.

Anyone who I had threads with before I went on hiatus, let me know if you'd like to continue them, because I'd certainly be happy to.

Also, anyone want to meet/hang out with the big, biker chick artist with scaly skin now that she's back in town? Kiva's a big softie overall and is very nice (though snark at or insult her and she'll give as good as she gets) regardless if you're human or mutant, visible or otherwise. Appearances mean next to nothing to her, and she's not easily intimidated by imposing-looking mutations as a result.

There's a few avenues for her to come across people:

-Making the Mansion home, Kiva can often be seen lounging around in the living room or on the grounds. Or grabbing a snack from the kitchen. She's usually either exercising or has her sketchbook with her. She's got a soft spot regarding kids and so is particularly good-natured and patient regarding the students there.

-Kiva works as a tattoo artist at a place called Rex's Tattoos, that's known for its mutant-friendliness. Want your character to get a tattoo? She's happy to give them one.

-Kiva hangs around in public parks on the occasions that she wants to draw nature and the Mansion grounds aren't giving her any inspiration. She tries to find more out-of-the-way spots, but doesn't generally mind being interrupted.

-Kiva works out in a boxing gym sometimes. If you're the type to hang around there as well, it's a little hard not to miss a girl with scales and wings beating on a punching bag.

-While not generally a 'night life' type, every once and while she can be found in a mutant-friendly bar sipping a drink, and someone with enough enthusiasm may yet convince her to hang out for a proper night on the town if she takes a liking to them.

-Kiva sometimes just likes to take a walk or a ride on her motorcycle in a bout of restlessness, and can end up nearly anywhere in the city as a result.

I thought you weren't coming back. Kiva winced as she heard that, feeling more guilt coiling in the pit of her stomach. "I'll always come back, Paige," she said quietly, and once she said the words, Kiva wasn't sure if they were to assure her friend, or herself. Something could happen someday, after all. Something out of her control.

No. She'd always come back. Always.

Once they'd parted, Kiva found herself slipping off her leather jacket. Her wings unfurled and stretched through the open back of her shirt as Paige continued to speak, and Kiva had a distinctly-concerned frown, mentally cursing herself. She'd had to stay, but the fact that she'd left Paige to deal with whatever had been going on on her own made Kiva feel like she'd failed her friend.

Can't be there for everyone all the time, silly dragon, she told herself, but, whether it was true or not, it didn't help.

The question got her to smile again, but it was a bit of strained one. "Stressed. Cold. Wishing I knew more than a few words of French." Knowing that last one would come across as a bit bizarre, she elaborated, the smile vanishing, "The 'something' that happened...was one of my cousins in Quebec having a breakdown when her X-gene kicked in. She's doing better now, but I was the only one she'd talk to for at least three weeks, and even after that it was rough."

Kiva sighed, and it was around that moment that she realized that they were still standing in the doorway, and she gestured at the living room couch with a clawed hand in a silent question of whether Paige wanted to sit and talk rather than stand and talk.