Feb 06 19:45:08 105 PA

From Chronicles

Work never seems to end out at the landing strip, does it? Though there only seems to be a single SAMAS anywhere in sight. The pilot of it standing infront of it daubing paint on over the more obvious repairs. Shiny metal is never a good thing when it draws the eye, now is it? The noontime heat enough that she finally shrugs off her flight jacket.

A petite figure in dark, oil covered coveralls is making its way along the side of the landing strip, in the direction of the AIM. A long plait swings as she walks, and her steps slow as she walks towards the SAMAS, slow to the point of stopping. She openly watches, one arm around a bag of groceries, the other holding a half eaten roll.

Raina's tail twitches slowly behind her as she eyes the nearly concealed metal and nods to herself. A sway rippling down the hair that's escaped from the band that was supposted to hold it all back from her face. Her hips shifting slightly to the side as she leans to check a different angle for glints. The paint brush coming back into play as she finds one.

Caliopa moves forward, her eyes narrowing as her gaze travels across the SAMAS. She is almost oblivious to the other woman for the moment, her lower lip caught by her teeth. She walks around it, her fingers reaching out to brush the metal gently.

The motion of someone reaching out to touch the SAMAS has Raina's attention like few other things might. Her eyes narrowing slightly as she bites back a growl as her eyes take in the tech garb. Her accent odd as she states softly, "She is cleared already, miss. Just making repairs to the paint where her wounds have been patched."

Caliopa withdraws her hand, flushing and turning her face up to look at Raina. "Uh, sorry. She is beautiful..." Her forehead is wrinkled, "Uh, where is she from?" She asks bluntly, "She ain't CS made..." The last bit is uttered in an undertone. "Sorry, ain't my business, sorry..." She takes a couple of steps backwards, towards the AIM.

Raina chuckles softly as she shakes her head. "No, she's not CS make. Got her off a caravan I was helping to guard out West a ways." She reaches out to lightly brush her fingers downthe cheek of the armor with a slightly whistful expression. Then it sobers, quickly. "Not sure where they got her from. Dark people, they were. Feathers and bows that I could barely draw with the added strength of the armor."

Caliopa stops the retreat, the discussion on technology lighting up her face. "She is a lovely piece, how fast does she go? Leap? Jump?" She steps forward, shifting the roll into her bag to free her hand so she can stroke the metal. "Weapons?" She asks, her fingers caressing the machine gently.

Raina chuckles softly to herself again as she watches Caliopa light up with interest. "From what little I've gotten to compare her to the CS's buggers. She is equal to them in everything except weapontry. In that she hits harder. Think she also packes a bit more protection for me as well."

Raina chuckles softly to herself again as she watches Caliopa light up with interest. "From what little I've gotten to compare her to the CS's buggers. She is equal to them in everything except weapontry. In that she hits harder. Think she also packes a bit more protection for me as well."

Renos comes driving a modified speedcycle as Renos then banks to the landing field. He is coming form the direction of the outside too, and has a look of consternatoin on his face, like its right there, on the edge of his thoughts, but he can't seem to shake it. Piloting the hovercycle to a spot near the hangars, he then gets off and reaches into a storage compartment.

Caliopa nods slowly, her fingers running gently across the metal gently, as if soothing an animal. "Yeah.. think she does at that. Ain't nothing like the CS..." She trails off, flushing, removing her hand and turning her face to Raina. "Uh, sorry..." She mutters, glancing towards the speedcycle rider. She flushes and smiles slightly, "I ain't getting out much."

Raina offers a small grin to that. "Some say I don't get in enough." Her brows furrowing for a moment, "OR was that out of the armor enough? I forget as it was last said about three solar months and a lot of a ways away."

Learning a shoulder against the SAMAS, Caliopa smiles, her expression a little shy and cautious. "She is lovely." she speaks softly, admiringly. The wave from the man gets a hesitation and then a small wave before her hand drops again. "Uh, I should..." She waves vaguely at the AIM.

Raina waves back to Renos, then said something in a language that probably has never been heard in the area outsode of the time she dropped a wing support on her toes. A grin showing for a breath of three, "Yes. I think something in there is melting."

Renos then blinks a little at the strange words coming from her mouth. "Uh, I don't understand." He walks up to the two ladies. "How are you Raina? And who's your friend...wait...you are the person who rode in with Katsumi, yes?"

Caliopa 's eyebrows raise at the words, and she steps back a little as the man approaches and talks to her. "Uh yeah, Katsumi and I..." She stammers and shifts the bag onto her other arm, "Yeah, my truck."

Raina's eyes shift to Cali's face as she ohhs softly. "So this is Katsumi's mate?" she asks softly and simply. Then answers, "I am doing well. Some of the dinos noticed the sparkle of the repairs last night. So I was painting."

Renos smiles a little at Raina. "I don't know as I would go so far as mate as in a sexual way, but they arrived together at least." He then shakes his head and laughs gently. "Nah, its not a bad thing. I am...helping her out, you see." He then looks back to Raina and frowns. "Hrm, thats probably a good idea. I don't think of those kidns of things when I fix something."

Caliopa is frozen, her hand in her pocket balling into a tense fist. Her shoulders are hunching a little and any sign of relaxation around others is certainly well hidden. "Uh, I don't see but I'm glad she is alright. I ain't seen her none since we got here."

Raina chuckles softly as she shifts over to lean a shoulder against the chestplate of the PA. Her attention shifting from one to the other and back again. The tension is certainly noted. For those watching such things her tail is twitching at the tip as she parts her lips and inhales slowly through moth and nose as if tasting the air for something.

Renos doesn't seem to really see it, though she does look...different. "Oh, um, do you know her? She's um...a psi-stalker, and she...can't um...perform her old job here. So...I help her out, in that regard." He says, clearly a bit embarrassed. Even though he looks muscluar, he doesn't seem to have that confidence of a warrior or someone who regularly uses violence. BUt it could be an act too...

Caliopa doesn't notice the tasting, "Psi-stalker..." She repeats, her forehead creasing in a frown. "I didn't know." The bag gets shifted in front of her, both arms hugging it tight enough to squeeze the bread in it. "Uh, I should.." She jerks her head towards the AIM.

Raina just glances at Renos and shakes her head. "I'm starting to think you would like to feed this Katsumi more than just from your hand, dear." Her eyes slitting down as a passing transport reflects the sun into her face. "Yes, for the sake of your crushables. It might be safer."

Renos blinks at that, and then looks over his shoulder for a moment. "Uh...maybe?" He then smiles a little at Raina, and then walks over to give her a hug. "Don't worry about her, miss. I like her. And I don't have any strong feelings towards you, one way or another. But I would like to at least get to know you."

Caliopa nods and backs up a couple more steps, "Uh thanks for letting me see your SAMAS, she is lovely..." The phrase is a babble and she gives Renos a look full of confusion. "Uh, right. Cali." The words are abrupt,before she ducks her head, turning and walking very quickly towards the AIM, her plait swinging.

Raina doesn't quite elbow Renos as he hugs her. She half-returns it, even. Though her attention remains on Cali as she walks away. For all the not-a-warrior that Renos puts off, Raina does put it off in spades at times. A glance to Renos, then she calls after Cali. "It was nice to meet you, Cali. PErhaps we can speak more later?"

Renos looks also in confusion. "Well, nice to meet you..." He then looks back to Raina. "Uh...you know what that was about?" He asks, in a bit of confusion."

Caliopa half turns, walking backwards for a moment, "Uh, you too. Truck, in there..." She waves a hand vaguely in the direction she is moving, before she vanishes into the AIM.

Raina umms softly and nods. "One of us made her very nervous. Perhaps it was my asking if she was this Katsumi's mate? Or she's not to hot on men."

Renos frowns a little at that and then looks down. "I would have to say the second. I think it started as soon as I walked up." He then scratches his head. "Never really got THAT kind of reaction before." He then looks at her. "So, you said the armor was too shiny?"