[IO!-IJAIRC!] The Phoenix, the Fox, and the Finneas

[Ezrihel]

With a soft sigh, she looked down at the vest she was still gripping onto. She eyed it curiously, but warily as well. This whole clothes thing made her pretty skeptical of this all, if you'd ask her! She cast a look up at Finn, then down to the vest, then an even more pleading look back at him as it dawned on her.

How the fuck do I put this thing on?

She took a second to unfold and unwrinkle the vest and looked over it. Before hand, in the forest, she hadn't paid much attention to his clothes. Clothes didn't matter to her, they weren't that important of a detail. And before whatever magic that turned her human, she hadn't paid attention, and even after the transformation, she had been too groggy to truly remember how Finneas had been adorning his frame with this piece of smothering fabric.

Well, looking down at the clothing item, she noted that there was a hole on either side, and one side was wide open, whereas the other side was a solid section.

Hmmm...

Finneas did want her to cover her chest the most, seeing as her breasts where somehow making him uncomfortable for a reason she couldn't really understand. Giving a quiet sigh, she slid her arms through the holes and adjusted it over her shoulders, covering her chest with the solid piece of fabric. She gave a slight shiver as she felt the coolness of the fabric grace across her skin and the chilled metal buttons touch her back. Unbeknownst to her, she was wearing it backwards, but, this seemed to be by far the most efficient way of covering her bosom from his cowering eyes and wimpy frame.

She gave a more pointed look at Finneas before huffing and turning around, showing her back to him. Most of the skin of her back was covered by thick silver hair that cascaded down to the small of her back. Her rump and a good deal of the back of her thighs were covered by her grey tail that swooshed in slight unhappiness.

"Would you... Maybe mind fastening this up for me so that I can stop making you so... So uncomfortable...?" Her tone was that of resignation.

This item felt so unbearably unnatural to her, like wearing skin on top of skin. The vest in itself felt heavy on her frame, as if it weighed her down and restricted her from enjoying everyday movement. And to be honest, yeah, the vest was very obviously not meant for someone with as petite a frame as herself. It was by far far too long, covering even her lady parts. It hung over the edges of her shoulders, clearly too wide for her slender frame.

While waiting, she couldn't help but fidgeting around a bit, playing with her bangs and glancing around the main study room they were in. She let her mind wander for a moment, hoping to think of less unpleasant and restrictive thoughts.

She glanced over the bookshelves again, shifting her stance so that her right hip was cocked up, accentuating the curves of her slim frame a bit more. She crossed her arms. Maybe after this Finneas would humor her and allow her to leaf through a few of his alchemy books, or even let her look at the notes he was currently working on. The room in itself smelt extremely pleasant and relaxing to her. She could smell the great varieties of herbs, spices and flowers used to mix and make all the potions he had stored and bottled up in all the great tall wood cabinets around the room. His house, in general she had noticed so far, had heavier earthen accents. The lingering scent of burned incense sticks and waxy candles drifted through the air lazily.

She fidgeted more as she felt step closer to her, the backs of his fingers softly grazing her skin as he went to work buttoning the vest up, not bothering to mention to her that she was wearing it backwards. His digits were warm feeling against her cool skin. In fact, without her fur, she was markedly more chilly feeling now that she had stood for a while, allowing her body heat to dissipate much quicker than what she was used to.

She pulled her tail around herself a bit, revealing a small bit of her rear in the process, though she didn't really notice over her goosebumps. She crossed her arms and turned to look at Finneas, giving a quite noise before unfolding her arms and wrapping them around his torso and squeezing close to him. He felt much warmer than her at the moment and she couldn't help but give a slight shiver.

"Mister Finneas, I'm... I'm cold. Is there a nest or den I can curl up in until I'm a bit warmer? I've hardly ever been cold before... Life is weird without fur. How do you stand it? You must be so cold all the time! Is that why your skin is so pale, like snow, because of the cold you feel from your strangely bare body?"

Rubbing her face into his chest, she looked over to his desk. "Heya! Maybe after I get more warmed up, I can watch you work? It would give me something to do-- Oh! That's right! You have a phoenix! What have you named her?"