Jul 02 21:55:41 <Antichthon>	Cass-Callum <Yo, Spunkfactory, come to my room, I need your help with something.>
Jul 02 22:04:29 <Antichthon>	<Not getting any frailer or cuter, Cal. Get that fine ass over here.>
Jul 02 22:05:08 <Knave>	Callum doesn't slow himself down by responding to the text, barging into the room, wearing an unbuttoned flannel shirt. "You rang?"
Jul 02 22:10:49 <Antichthon>	Cass, in her chair in the middle fo the room, looked him up and down and whistled. "Don't even try to tell me you didn't plan your entrance." Cassgrin. "However, I don't need you for sexytimes at the moment, I need your help with my project." Cass jutted her chin at the floor, where a half-disassembled robot lay. The very same robot Cass had received from Andrey and turned into a sexbot.
Jul 02 22:10:49 <Antichthon>	Now, Cass was turning it into something else: A full on android. Or Gynoid. Hard to tell at this point. Hex was attending to it, all six tentacles hard at work tinkering, building, adding synthetic flesh. The face was half done, and it looked like Cass. "I have a few support struts that need to be bent into shape, and Andrey isn't available at the moment."
Jul 02 22:18:06 <Knave>	"Dumb muscle, is it?" He smiles, teasing, "Want me to get my tools, or would you prefer watching me try to bend steel with my bare hands?"
Jul 02 22:19:07 <Antichthon>	Cass wriggled in her chair. still grinning. "You know me too well. I love seeing your strength, Master~." She jingled the tags on her collar.
Jul 02 22:28:00 <Knave>	Callum stepped up to Cass and stopped down to kiss her forehead, one finger tracing the line of her collar idly as he does, then moving up to her head to point her face to his, "Just show me which parts to bend where, pet."
Jul 02 22:35:39 <Antichthon>	Cass would lick his hand as it passed her mouth, long and wet, and she let out a shivering sigh. "As you command. Now...This...and that... ...and this..." It would take no more than five, ten minutes, really. Nothing major; anything major wouldn't do well to just brute force into place. "Now, honest thoughts: How do you feel about me making a robotic proxy? Too creepy?"
Jul 02 22:36:58 <Knave>	"I was about to ask what exactly we're making here." He glances between the in-progress robot and Cass's own, flesh face, "Care to explain it to me? And, just for the purposes of clarity, let's assume I'm a dumb hayseed."
Jul 02 22:43:08 <Antichthon>	"Well, I took advantage of the inertia I had with my Dads, aftering getting them to agree to float the capital for the KCCC. 'It's all about image,' I said. 'I'm going to need to match the image too.' ...Long story short, I convinced them to get me the parts I need to convert the ol' sexbot into a true proxy of myself because, lets face it, you might think I'm hot but most people would just see me as a palid, sick little girl. And not in the cute anime way, more in the vaguely disgusting way. My proxy will be normal sized for a human, and be a far more adorable version of myself. Perfect for the KCCC."
Jul 02 22:47:36 <Knave>	He casts a slightly doubtful eye down on the half-finished face. "Don't sit entirely right with me, to be honest." He works the metal casually in his hands as he speaks, but Cass can probably pick up on the fact that it's taking some effort to do it casually. He's trying to impress her. Or similar. "But I'm not the one the robot needs to please. I'm sure it'll work fine for folks 'round here."
Jul 02 22:55:42 <Antichthon>	It didn't skip Cass' notice, his attempts to impress her. "Uh, dude, you know you've already won me heart and soul, right? You can't make me think more of you, pretty sure it's psychologically impossible. I don't wear this lightly." Another jingle of her collar. "But I'll be using this proxy with you sometimes." She looked away and grimaced. "My, uh, doctors say I've been 'exerting myself too much' lately. I'm on strict orders to reduce my physical activity."
Jul 02 22:59:40 <Knave>	Callum looked mildly disgruntled. He was of the thinking that 'walk it off' was a universal and sensible prescription. Exertion was good. In his experience exertion was /very good/. He did his best to hide his discomfort at the idea of using the robot himself, giving a little "Fair enough." as he casts his eyes down to his work, but anyone could see through him, and Cass had x-ray specs where her boyfriend was concerned.
Jul 02 23:02:27 <Antichthon>	Cass rolled up and put a hand on his back, giving her attempt at a comforting smile. "I'm not going to ask you to have sex with it, Cal."
Jul 02 23:03:56 <Knave>	"Right." He says, in his 'catching up to the conversation' voice, "Of course not. That would be... You'd have to be a backwoods hick or something to jump to that conclusion." He jokes with a half-hearted chuckle, bending more steel in his bare hands.
Jul 02 23:07:07 <Antichthon>	"Though that is where most of this 'exertion' is coming from. I had to convince them you weren't beating me, as much as I'd love it, when they had to reattach my synthetic voice box." Cass pinched their brow. "This'll be so much easier when I reach Majority and can tell them to fuck off about my life. Anyway." Cass handed Cal a rather simple-looking part to bend next. "I summoned a demon a couple weeks ago."
Jul 02 23:11:15 <Knave>	"Summoned a what?" He looks up sharply, absentmindedly turning the part in his hands into a metal pretzel as the words hit him. He glances down, "Oop- sorry. I'll..." He tries fixing his work, then looks up again, "You summoned a /what/?"
Jul 02 23:14:36 <Antichthon>	"Don't worry, that's not a part, it's leftover metal. 's why I handed it to you." Callum was rather predictable, after all. As for Cass, to most it would seem her cheer hadn't left her. Callum would know better; that was the grin of a Cass hoping to come to an understanding. "And, look, I saw the opportunity to put the most amazing thing ever on my bucket list, and I took it. No regrets. Thought you had the right to know, though."
Jul 02 23:16:51 <Knave>	He sits quietly, looking at the twisted metal in his hand, then casually snaps it at the bend. "You summoned a /demon/?" He says in disbelief.
Jul 02 23:21:58 <Antichthon>	"Oh, put aside the goody-two-shoes Callum for a moment and at least admit how awesome that sounds. And I didn't make any deals, I left that to the other fools."
Jul 02 23:24:27 <Knave>	Callum thinks for a minute, with the distinctive look of an ox chewing cud. "You summoned a demon, and you weren't... y'know, tempted?" His eyes flick over Cass, mild disbelief hinted on his inscrutable face.
Jul 02 23:29:02 <Antichthon>	Cass laughed. "Of course I was tempted! They gave me the ability to walk on my own, Callum. But frankly, they didn't have shit compared to what my parents will give me if I'm just, y'know, //patient.// And part of the deal was becoming their 'familiar.' And I willingly belong to only one person: You." Cass fingergunned and did the tongue click thing. "...Really though Cal, it's not that hard to resist temptation when you're already promised the fucking moon. But if I do die before my brain gets downloaded to the matrix, I'll die knowing a summoned a demon like a //fucking boss.//"
Jul 02 23:31:20 <Knave>	Callum's smile started as a little thing before spreading like wildfire across his face into a big sunshiney beam. Then he leans over to her, one hand behind her head, kissing her big and proud and passionate. When he lets her breathe again, he asks, "Do you believe in miracles, Cass?"
Jul 02 23:32:37 <Antichthon>	Cass was legitimately bewildered by this, and it showed on her face. "Uh. Of course not?"
Jul 02 23:33:45 <Antichthon>	"Also: Ow." It was easy to underestimate just how fragile Cass was, even for Callum. Squeezing her like that nearly broke a rib.
Jul 02 23:34:40 <Knave>	"Well I'm dating one, so there." He smiles at her triumphantly, the goofy fucker. "And sorry, sugar." He instinctively goes to rub the area, all gentle and cautious again.
Jul 02 23:44:07 <Antichthon>	Cass looked down at his hand on her chest. "...Rubbin' my non-boobs. I'll take that apology." More grins, and a hand on his forearm. "And don't oversell it. Had the demon offered something actually valuable I probably would have taken it. But I figured it was best you know now instead of later, in case this blows up and we end up having to fight it or some shit. I don't fucking know."
Jul 02 23:44:07 <Antichthon>	Beat. "You're really not pissed at me?"
Jul 02 23:47:15 <Knave>	"Well, you summoned a demon." He says, his expression flattening some, "And apparently there were other people who also summoned the demon, who you left to deal with the demon." He breathes in through his teeth, "To be honest, I'm not thrilled about any of that." He softens with a sigh, "But you're safe and sound. That's my main concern, sweetheart."
Jul 02 23:55:35 <Antichthon>	"...I'll chalk that up to 'not-pissed.' let's move on then, shall we?" Before Callum changed his mind. "About the KCCC. It's not going to pass into my hands for several weeks yet, I'm making sure everything is ready and frankly, I'm holding out on a better price from the current owners. But one thing I'm deliberating is on the issue of security. Bouncers. Not technically necessary for safety, but my kittens aren't going to look kindly on needing to keep the gropers off of them themselves, so. I considered having the bouncers be part of the kittens, but, eh. Appearance is everything to the Kittens, and everything to bouncers, but they're polar opposites of each other. So I'm going to hire a few muscle-heads around campus for the job, was wondering if you wanted to be one of them, what with how this fucking place is making it impossible for you to get a job."
Jul 03 00:00:40 <Knave>	"Sure." He shrugs, his big simple, dopey face more or less blank, "I'd hate to think of those girls going unprotected. Better get someone you can trust, right?" His eyes look off to the side, and he says conspiratorially, "You get all sorts." It sounds like he might be quoting his mother.
Jul 03 00:03:30 <Antichthon>	"Girls and boys," Cass corrected. "I'm hoping for two, if not three catbois. Already have one lined up for an interview. Need to talk with Austin, but he'll probably be the trap of the group."
Jul 03 00:05:33 <Knave>	A distant bell jingles in Callum's head. He shrugs. Who is he to comment on who should crossdress as a catgirl? "Well, obviously, they need to be protected too." Says Callum dutifully, the man of the 21st century.
Jul 03 00:11:15 <Antichthon>	"I'm going to try to make it so the bouncers aren't disruptive to the atmosphere," Cass said. "I'm still working on how I'll renovate the interior, once I'm done I'll work on the bouncer uniforms. Don't worry, not giving you any cat ears, that'd neuter your purpose. You'll probably end up wearing something that matches the decor though. Makes it easy for you to fade into the background, without anyone forgetting you're there." Cass' eyes were darting back and forth, a sure sign they were in VR working on something. This project seemed to have really captured her passion.
Jul 03 00:13:32 <Knave>	Callum just watches with a soft, serene smile. Cass made him feel like an idiot sometimes, and not always accidentally, but he was fiercely proud of her intelligence. "Fading into the background. That'll be a new experience." He muses, mainly to himself, as he sits watching and waiting in case Cass has any heavy lifting for him to do.
Jul 03 00:17:37 <Antichthon>	Cass gave him a look. "I don't mean literally, Cumspigot. It's just a fashion thing. Atmosphere is fragile, and incredibly, incredibly important for this totally-not-brothel."
Jul 03 00:21:42 <Knave>	"I know." Callum says, rolling his eyes as lays back on Cass' bed, "You worry about crafting that fine-tuned atmosphere. Just leave the jokes and the intimidating perverts to me."
Jul 03 00:23:07 <Antichthon>	"Oi!" Cass' gaze grew present. "What's wrong with my jokes? I'm funny as fuck."
Jul 03 00:25:24 <Knave>	Callum puts his arms behind his head and leans back with a victorious smirk, "Just making sure you were listening, sugar."
Jul 03 00:28:21 <Antichthon>	"Oh fuck off," Cass cackled. Her chair rolled up to her bed, gaze once again darting and distant, but grin as Cassy as ever. "Or cuddle the shit out of me. Your choice."
Jul 03 00:32:04 <Knave>	Callum makes a dismissive grunt, "As if." He gently plucks Cass out of her chair and lays her on her back over his chest, thick arms wrapped around her, "Some choices are made for you."
Jul 03 00:37:41 <Antichthon>	Cass snuggled in, and her eyes continued to dart along the ceiling. "Not going to sleep for once, I've had enough of that for today. Feel free to doze while I work, though."
Jul 03 00:42:03 <Knave>	"Sure thing." Callum shuffles into comfort underneath her, and one hand idly begins playing with her hair, "Wake me up if you need anything bent into shape or lifted over my head or brought to orgasm." He says as casually as he can muster. He's learning.
Jul 03 00:44:04 <Antichthon>	"Oh, I think I'll ask you to do all three to me at once," Cass purred. "Fuck what the doctors say."
Jul 03 00:45:48 <Knave>	The arm around Cass gives a little appreciative squeeze, and the other hand scratches gently behind her ear for a moment. It would be redundant for Callum to vocalize the thought that Cass was already his favourite kitty.
Jul 03 00:47:44 <Antichthon>	And Cass purred again, literally this time with the magic of her synthetic voice box. And she'd continue to purr at Callum, all the way to sleep.
Jul 03 00:49:00 <Knave>	=scene purrfected-