Upgrades

So she'd had a strange commission. Well, a strange for who it was from someone who claimed to be an Oni. Yet she sure did look the part, Miho had inspected her. They had seemed to be an RPer and one who just kept to character. That was fine she knew quite a few like that. Hey, it worked for a lot of people. Either way, she was here to pick up the payment for the job. Namely, a bunch of raw materials she was to pick up from said Oni. She leans against a building near the burger joint in town, waiting for Chikako to show up.

Her tail swishing as she waits in a lazy fashion while she munches on the burger she just picked up. It was a nice change of pace afterall.

The customer who arrives certainly fits the bill for an Oni. Easily north of seven feet tall, with a powerfully-muscled build and an impressive pair of horns sprouting from her head. Her grin shows a quite nice set of fangs, as well -- all the better to eat you with, my pretty!

    "Hey, Smithy!" she calls, cheerfully, as she approaches the (by comparison) tiny Salamander. She has a heavy-looking sack slung over her shoulder, which she somewhat tenderly lowers to the ground when she gets close enough to chat comfortably.

Miho feels so damn tiny looking up at the towering Oni. She waves for a moment at Chikako Douji anfd grins. "Ah, There you are I see you have been busy with getting the payment. Let me have a look but by that, it should be enough." The five-foot-two Salamander gulps down the last of her burger. "So what you asked me to do is more than doable and I got an opening so I can get started the moment I get back to the forge if the payment is good."

Chikako Douji grins widely, showing off those impressive fangs. "Yep. Six red-horned wolf skulls, two dozen pelts from same, and an even sixteen hobgoblin blades." She gestures at the sack, then picks it up to follow you to the forge. "Have to grab a burger or three myself after," she adds, patting her stomach.

    As the mismatched pair walk along, the Oni asks, "Don't get many requests for tetsubo, do you? Most people here are all sword this, dagger that, magic the other..."

Miho says "Yeah it's pretty good a nice change of pace. No I don't, polearms, various forms of knuckle dusters. I'm not even sure if my Grand Dad ever has worked on other than leaning how to." She notes with a tail swish. "So you run with Yuki and Wake, right?" She checks the items. "Yup everything all here you kept up your end of things."

The oni nods, grinning wider. "Okay, I'll grant the knuckle-dusters, but still, none of it compares for sheer straightforward /bash/ damage." She's certainly found it effective herself, although the prodigal strength of her form plays into that quite a bit.

"And yeah, Yuuki's a good kid, and Wake has her head on straight. Clearing all the mobs out of the castle was fun."

Miho says "I'm just happy to be making things other than kitchenware now." Odd thing for her to say really isn't it? "Got to be strong enough to heft it and you my dear Oni? Are." She smirks a bit at this. "A good guild froim what I seen of then though Yuuki really likes to rush in..."

Chikako laughs, warm and friendly and amused. "Oh, that she does. And I've rushed right in beside her more than once." Not so much in recent months, as she's been working on some other projects, but, hey, a battle is a battle, right?

"You're right, though, all the skill and speed in the world won't help you if you can't pick the damn thing up. That's why Yuuki uses that little toothpick of hers." Not that she'd ever call it that to the Imp's face!

Miho says "Thing is she knows where to put that tookpick though any raid group needs heavy hitters too who can take it. Got to keep the speedy sorts safe right? Well so long as you don't get killed too much. Given .. what they are saying happens now. Damn glad I not got in over my head. Oh if you ever in Dun Loireag? Check out Hifumi's restuant. Well you could when you come to pick up your order when I'm done."

"Yeah, I've heard about it from some of the others. I keep meaning to try to, but other things come up every time I try to get out that way." She shrugs and sets the sack on the counter, then starts removing the mats. The count is exactly as she had said earlier, exactly what she'd been told was needed for the upgrades she wanted.

"And yeah, I ain't puttin' the imp down, she cuts her way through the mobs well enough. Doesn't hurt that she's kinda cute." Someone's got a bit of a - nahh. Can't be. "Sure, I've had a coupla resets, but it didn't seem like much at the time. Now, though? Nobody's taking -this- oni to the cephalic laundromat."

Miho says "Well now you'll have a chance when you do the pickup, right? I hear you on that with Yuuki she really is and I don't plan to ride Cephalic laundromat. I have no intention of becoming a mind slave to the Palace Landers either, right. So I'm still hungry and you haven't got a burger yet, right? Shall we go grab it?"

Chikako tucks her sack back into inventory and lays her tetsubo on the counter with the mats. It's to be recycled into the new weapon, after all. "Yeah, I could handle a burger or six," she agrees. "As for the Palace Landers..." She snorts. "They try to come for me, they'll get a taste of my fists." She balls both hands into said fists, shadow-punching at empty air a few times. "I hear you had some fun with 'em here last week."

Miho says "I was elsewhere I'm afraid but yeah they keep hitting us hard. Like a horde of gold farming bots." She notes unhappily. "Well lets head to the burger join before you get a hole in your stomach, right?"

Chikako nods and 'pats' Miho on the shoulder. (She actually has a fairly good control of her strength, after this long in her real body. So it's less of a 'knock you across the room' slap and more of a 'friendly but a bit too enthusiastic' one.) "And yeah, definitely need a - " That growling is her stomach, not her voice. No need to panic. "Right, let's go, I'm buying."