[IO!-IJAIRC!]Breakfast at Daybreak

[Demetri Malius]

Finneas gave a confused stare for a moment before realizing what had gone through Kyda’s mind, “I see you aren’t accustomed to using forks.”

She replied with a curious tilt of her head and he gave a chuckle as he reached toward her, taking the fork from her hand before going to give it a quick rinse. Upon returning, he set it down next to her plate, holding a hand out for her to wait.

“You use them for eating, not as a comb. Like this, “ he announced as he grabbed his own fork and began to poke his food and scoop a bit to bring to his mouth and eat.

“See?” He spoke while covering his mouth, letting the single syllable slip out in between chomps.

“Oh!” Kyda exclaimed while looking at the fork, taking it in her hand. “Yeah, I’m not used to eating like this.”

At first she couldn’t help but struggle slightly while large bits of food constantly fell off of her fork, trying wholeheartedly to get a decent mouthful of the delicious eggs Finneas had prepared. Soon she began to catch on, being able to eat more normally, continuing her meal with a proud smile on her face for mastering the art of… forking? Either way, she was glad to have learned something new that didn’t force her into some large bulky clothing or something. It still felt a tad awkward eating with the fork though.

“So most recently I have been hoping to find out more about Nyx’s reactions to certain herbs and plants, see if she can detect certain reagents within them. I also hoped to stop by in town to pick up any interesting news or rumors. Should be entertaining. ” He spoke with a soft smile as he finished his food, cleaning his mouth with a napkin. Finneas then paused for a moment as he watched Kyda raise her plate to her mouth and lick the smaller remains of her food off of it, reaching his hand out. “I think you’re about done, I can make something for you to bring along and we can stop by somewhere for lunch if you want.” He giggled slightly at Kyda’s reaction, a bit of surprise and a small frown for giving up the precious licks left on her plate, but she obediently handed it over. “That sounds alright, what are you gonna make?”

“Most likely something easy, like sandwiches, and don’t worry, you won’t need a fork. I’ll go ahead and do the dishes and pack the food while you get ready, sound good?”

“Okay!” Kyda stood as she grinned wide, her eyes squinting even as she stretched up, her tail wagging a bit while she yawned. “I’ll go get ready then!”

Finneas waved as she disappeared back into the room, sighing softly with a smile, before realizing something.

“MAKE SURE YOU WEAR PANTS.”

“I thought women were supposed to be in those big heavy dresses all the tiiiime. Do they wear pants too??!”

“Choose one.”

Silence hung for a moment as if a decision was being made.

“Fiiiine. My plans have been foiled I say! FOILED. . . . What if I just wear a long shir-”

“Wear something underneath. ANYTHING. At the very least wear some undergarments.”

“I’ll hold my dress down if a breeze sweeps by?”

“UNDERGARMENTS.”

“That’s a foreign concept! I never wore anything under my fur!”

“I guess we can skip the ice cream parlor then. I don’t believe you had much of that while being a fox. Very foreign. And delicious.”

Again silence hung in the air, followed by a loud disgruntled sigh of surrender. “... You’re hoooorrible,” came the response. “Absolutely the worst!”

“And that’s why I’m taking you out for ice cream, aren’t I?” The whole ‘argument’ was held as Finneas washed their dishes and prepared the sandwiches, a smile across his face the whole time. After the initial shock of the fox-girl and some sleep, he was more prepared for her odd behaviors. In fact, he found most of them endearing, though he did really wish she was more reserved about displaying her nudity.

After packing their snacks and food, Finneas delved into his laboratory and grabbed a few flasks and books to stuff in his bag, as well as writing supplies. Had to keep a record of everything. Soon afterward, he came back to the front door to find Kyda coming out of the bedroom.

She stepped out of the room gingerly, trying to get used to the feeling of these so called ‘undergarments’. Ha! What a strange concept these people had come up with, who in the world thought it smart to wear clothes under your clothes? She shook her head and adjusted the wide straps of her dress. Now that she thought about it, she wasn’t all too certain how much Finneas would even approve of this... overgarment? A broad area of her upper chest was bare, but all the bits he liked to complain about were covered well and good.

Looking down at the pleated pattern of her dress, she wasn’t a hundred percent certain if he’d even OK her shins showing without some form of pants covering herself... But she had tried the dreaded and utterly confusing thing that had come labeled as ‘panties’ and stuck her legs through the holes that made the most sense.

Her lips pulled to one side in a skeptical look and she ran a hand through her hair to ruffle it. “Uhm... Well, I know I’m not wearing pants but I tried out this thing we got called ‘panties’... They’re like this miniature version of pants that only go over the places of me you seem to get all stupid over.”

Finneas rolled his eyes at her comment, “Yeah, and trust me when I say that you’ll thank me later that I made you wear something, even if it is the bare minimum. But enough of that, you look good, feel like leading us through to find alchemical plants? I’m curious to know what you know, and maybe find out something new hm?” He spoke as he opened the door and let it swing open, revealing the stairs that led up to the street. In truth, he preferred that she wear a dress that wasn’t as loose, but it was good enough.