[Social] Tiger by the Tail

[Janice Gilbertson]

"I mean, that's pretty good. Will's cool. Weird, but cool."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Yeah. Anyway, I'm just saying, what's right and what's legal is kinda not the same all the time and it's almost a bit embarrassing it took me this long to really catch on to that."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"New costume, then? Something to perch on gargoyles with?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"God yes. I mean a golden tiara? What the fuck was I thinking?"

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Pretty tame, as superhero outfits go."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Sure, but still a little... childish. Or at least presumptuous." she shakes her head slightly.

[Janice Gilbertson]

"You're a literal sphinx who can see the future and operates as a vigilante."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Exactly! I need something with a bit more edge."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Have something in mind already?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"Nothing concrete and don't you dare suggest a cat-suit right now."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Aw, but you liked mine..." She smirks.

[Nailah Weaver]

"I see how my legs look with the fur matted down every day in the shower. Trust me, I could not pull them off."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Okay, but you're not as stealthy if you leave your legs and wings bare."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Okay smarty-pants, how exactly am I going to hide my wings and still use them?" she chuckles.

[Janice Gilbertson]

"I guess you could... dye them? Goth sphinx?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"That sounds like a lot of work but also like it would look bad-ass..."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Maybe one of the tech boys could make you something that'd do it temporarily for just the time you're on a mission?"

[Nailah Weaver]

"High-tech camouflage, yes! I like the way you think."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"As long as it's not nanites. Those still give me the jibblies after that nonsense we had."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Yeah, that's just asking to have your wings shrunk at the worst moment."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Plus, I'd imagine it's like having bugs crawling all over you."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Oh eww! That's a disgusting thought!" she shudders, even flapping her wings slightly as if to dislodge imaginary bugs.

[Janice Gilbertson]

"I mean, did you see those things? They're like eighty percent legs by weight."

[Nailah Weaver]

"And they're so small they could be on you right now without you knowing."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Okay, that's kind of entering dust mite territory."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Can't wait for the great dust-mite uprising this year."

[Janice Gilbertson]

"See, I bet you could say one is happening and people would just assume you knew."

[Nailah Weaver]

"Who says I don't?" she winks.

[Janice Gilbertson]

"So you either know how to defeat them, or you worked out a deal," she chuckles.

[Nailah Weaver]

"Shh!" she says with her finger to her lips. "Spoilers."