interesting

isn't she <3?

"My, my, I reckon' it takes all types in th'world. Still, I can't say I blame you on your... choices. 'Cept'n maybe the pointy things- I reckon' it's a regular fortune to replace upholstery.

Still, like I said, can't blame ye for yer choices, Doctor. I don't suppose you offer your creation services at cost? I mine the Ghost Rock at the Everson Quarry, and I admit, the pay is generous enough to allow for particular expenses..."

*he rubs his hands together with an interested smile as his odd twist of his hair slowly starts to unravel itself "Well, sir, I COULD offer my services to ya, but I'd need ta know what exactly you'd be usin' my dear for..." he tucks a hand in his coat, the other one reaching for the cup of coffee Cindy offers* "Do you like your black?"

"Why yes, thank you kindly..." he says, and nods toward Cindy "Thank you kindly, too, Ma'am" Though there's still traces of phosphorescent dust in his hair and grizzled beard, the young man carries claw-scars on his arms and face, the latter having several stitches which, though healed, don't improve his looks any. Though he looks over Cindy as she hands a cup, he doesn't seem frightened. However he looks into his cup a moment later, nervous.

Ah, well..." he says, growing silent, before speaking "Well, truth be told, I was hoping you would be willing to make a separate creation for me....." his scarred face turns red for a moment. "I don't likely how to put this in civilized words, an' I do not mean to say anything that might offend you, sir. I just ask that you at least hear me out fully before'n you say yea or nay."

*he sits back in his big cushy chair, crossing his legs, as Cindy takes a seat ono the floor next to the chair, leaning against it with a creak, an expectant smile on her face as you raise your cup. The rather gaunt scientist, only in his 20's, and with almost flawless features -- besides his odd hair -- a product of a hair growth formula gone wrong -- He rubs his chin "Looking for companionship, perhaps?" he chuckles "don't you worry, I'll hear you out. if there's anything science is, it's patient!"

The miner sips his coffee and nods "Thank you, Sir." he says and gives a soft, weak chuckle. "I guess I am a might obvious. I admit, work is long, and I am lonesome.It'd be nice to have someone to come home to. The womenfolk in town, well, they really ain't made fer the wilderness, or mining life at th' quarry...and I can't say rightly that any appeal to me- which is probably good thing, since I ain't much of a looker." he says, giving a short, nervous laugh that has an undertone of defeat in it. "Also, it's a dangerous place. been gettin' all sorts o' critters out there, and not all of 'em are content to live and let live. To be honest, sir, I guess I'm lookin' for a member of th' weaker sex that isn't so weak. I...I don't think I could bear havin' someone only to lose 'em to a werewolf or some such."

*he rubs his chin "That would indeed be quite a tragedy... I think I can work something out for you, my good man. I should probobly cut back on the sharp objects on this one though, hum?" he chuckles joyously "Well, you bring what ghost rock you can by here tomorrow, and I'll have something all worked out... well, actually, it's rather late, would you like to spend the night here? Awful bad around here during nights" He doesn't bear much of an accent, which is probobly due to his british heritage, though he stands, along with Cindy, and she offers you one of her larger hands*

Johnathan stands as well "Thank you kindly, Doctor, for your offer. It seems nights in the territories are universally risky." he says, shaking Dr. Madwoods hand if offered. "I should be able to bring a sizable amount here." When Cindy offers her paw, he takes it gingerly, unsure, seemingly more out of inexperience in proper gentlemanly protocol, rather than nervousness about her inhuman condition.

*She gives a toothy smile and 'helps' more like guides, you out of your seat, leading you to the guest rooms as the professor waves "Have a nice nap. feel free to sleep with Cindy as well, though I wouldn't try anything naughty... I'm still uncertain of how well she functions down there" he chuckles "Though I COULD use a guinea pig" he stands up, walking in roughly the same direction, though you split at a fork, the professor walking into his own room, flicking a light on, and Cindy walking you into another room with a rather large canvas bed, a desk for writing, 2 rather large soft looking chairs -- even big enough for Cindy, and a basket of goodies -- seemingly of the professor's own invention, what with his face on all of the boxes*

As Johnathan is led away he blushes heavily in regards to the professor's comment, "Uh..." a moment later, he finds himself in the room, looking around a bit. "Much obliged, Ma'am. " he says, blushing a bit shy as he still holds Cindy's paw. After a moment, he catches himself and releases her paw, moving over to offer her one of the chairs "Would you like to take a seat and rest for a moment?"

*She pats one side of the bed, pullin back the covers for you, and fluffing the pillow, walking to the other side and sitting down on it, an awkward looking, but no doubt friendly, smile across her odd face*

"Ah, thank you kindly, Ma'am " he says. he starts to take off his boots, carefully placing the ghostrock-dust-covered boots on the wood part of the floor away from the rugs, he places his socks in each boot, then freezes up, blushing heavily as he realizes he didn't ever replace that torn set of longjohns he had, and under his shirt and jeans there is nothing. For a moment, he just stands there, not sure what to do, especially with company that he does his best to be gentlemanly.

"Uh, Ma'am, I do apologize but you'd might want to look away. I'm afraid I'm in a rather shocking state and...uh...I don't want to shock your moral sensibilitie-" he rambles a bit, not wanting to get naked before Cindy and send the wrong message about himself.

*She looks a little confused, sitting with her head cocked tot he side for a few moments, before smiling, and reaching over helpfully to unbutton his jeans and start to pull them down -- eager to help him dress for bed, as she would typically do for the professor*

"N-Now just one minute-!" Johnathan stammers , totally unprepared for what just happened. He blushes quite heavily as his pants fall around his ankles. Part of him panics, but then the rest of him realizes Cindy's...well. .. different. Still blushing, he starts to unbutton his shirt and pray that his body minds it's manners. "What I was gonna say was, I don't have any night clothes. In proper society, it ain't polite for a stranger to be naked in front of a lady. I hope'n yer not offended" he says, as he quickly moves toward the bed so he can at least cover himself with a sheet before his own body makes things even more awkward.

*She cocks an eyebrow... or an eye-lid, since she doesn't have eyebrows, at him, opening her mouth to make words, before shaking her head, helping you with your shirt, taking your clothes and folding them up neatly, setting them down on one of the 2 chairs in the room, the articulate hand on her tail opening a drawer as she reaches in, pulling out a shirt and rather soft looking pants, presenting them to you with a smile as her tail hand picks up your laundry.*

Clearly, the most important ability she has is that she can cook bacon! Hugs are nice as well, though gotta watch out for those sharp edges xD

x3 'careful cuddles' x3
and of course! who DOESN'T love bacon :D?
makes a mean cuppajo to!

x3 meep, but she's not very roo like at all

x3 I wouldn't say "roo like" so much as "Pear chaped"

I just imagined her hugging someone...it was both painful and hilarious.

XD only if they squirm

well she does seem well put together

*giggles* yus <3

howd i miss this submission?

dunno XD