S Hunters Montra

[Ricter]

The immense jungle in all its glory, from killer plants trying to eat you, from killer animals trying to eat you, to hunters trying to eat you. This place had it all! Mostly death but that was just an unfortunate side effect of being in such a lush and wild landscape.

Additionally, it was also the side effect of being a small creature, nearly half the size of a human, while being good enough toe at for most creatures. Slapping a bit of foliage out of the way as as a large leaf would bounce back and smack them across the muzzle a cruse would softly ring out.

Rubbing his snout a diminutive critter would make itself known, with tan fur, standing nearly 2”7’ feet tall, and looking similar to a weasel but more cartoon-like in nature and appearance his blue eyes opened once he got accustomed to the pain.

“There has to be some form of civilization around here..”

It had been days, days since he seen anything remotely similar to a house or established piece of land-scape in this god forsaken place. What with all the large monsters and scaled beasts he could understand why no one wanted to live here.

Yet, he had expected to find something at least, besides ruins, and the teeth of some big monster he had to run away from. The weasel wasn't much of a fighter, in fact he hated combat, or at least combat in the form of beating someone down.

“I miss my home back in the Woodlands, and I’m so hungry. Too band there's no well stocked kitchens around here.”

He had been talking to himself for the past two days since he woke up here, he didn’t know how he arrived, how he got here, nor why he wasn’t dead yet from munching on crazy looking mushrooms but he didn’t question it.

Instead he kept going, interacting with small packs of hunters who wanted to trap and skin him and use his meat for a well cooked meal, and monsters. Ricter wanted to spend his time with more civilized folk, and so his search continued.

Traveling past the thick underbrush of tree’s, bushes, and humid air only to come towards what seemed like a river that passed through most of the jungle ahead. It was large, and probably deep, something he would never think about crossing on his own.

Being twenty feet across and stretching as far down as the tree line would allow him to see, the stoat realized that he would either have to walk along it or simply find a means of crossing it himself.

Gurgle gurgle.

The rumbling of his stomach was making this choice a bit harder as surely he could drink water forever, but he needed something to eat, besides weird cave mushrooms. So he devised a plan.

“Okay, so if this is a fresh water river then someone must live on it, right? If I follow it down I’ll find someone who might be willing to talk first and not attack me.”

Optimistic in his current position he would make his way along, the weasel tended not to see the downside of things unless they were really bad. Even know he kept a bright smile on his face, even though he narrowly avoided being eaten about five times now,

Fortunate for him the animals here were as dumb as they could get, lashing out in wild attacks that left them easily avoidable in combat. Currently he had only a few nicks and bruises, and what seemed like a small cut on his hip, possibly the result of a painful battle that he never wished to be apart of.

The weasel was fragile and he knew that, so much so he never wished to do any style of fighting, even back in the war. Well, unless he had back up and his powers available however his powers seemed deluded and or just not working properly.

He had no clue why they were all finicky but he wouldn't think much about it as ahead of him he began to see tall spires and buildings in the distance, plus a wall, then more details like smoke stacks and plumes of darker smoke.

“Yes! People!” He cheered.

Mentally questioning if they were the same hunters who were after his pelt yesterday, but he knew he could try to convince whom ever lived here that he was harmless. Scampering up ahead along the river side he would actually notice a stone bridge that had a simple path along it leading towards the walled city.

Taking it with out much of a fuss he appreciated the convenience of getting across the river with out getting wet and made his way directly up to the gate. Which he would be greeted, with armed guards pointing sharp things in his general direction!

“What the hell is that?..” One guard would say.

“I don't know, never seen anything like it before, you think Scamander would want to study it?” The other spoke, drawing a scoff from the other.

“Of course! That nut case wants these things to ‘live’, honestly I’d be fine if half the things here went extinct.”

Following Ricter to chime in as he looked up at the two humanoid guards dressed in what seemed like off armor that had distinct coloration that were different form one another and resembled the hide of a creature that was carved up and made into attire.

“I can agree with that.” The stoat said with a smile, standing up on his hind legs as the two jumped back.

“Holy shit! It talks!” The guard on the left would say as Ricter nodded.

“Yes, I can talk, uh is that not normal here?”

“Normally? No, with a few exceptions to talking man eater plants and the very few docile animals around here, its a pretty rare site to see a talking animal that isn’t threatening looking here.”

Well that was good to know that this region, or area, or planet for all he knew was like the ultimate game of kill or be killed. The information was appreciated, but now that he could slightly see past the two and into what seemed like a high walled city he was a bit desperate to actually get in and enjoy the luxury of being in civil company.

“Okay, so can I come in? I’ve been walking around for days now and I’m really hungry.”

He held his stomach, pouting at how it grumbled as if reminding him that not eating was bad for his body. The two guards would look at one another then back down at the weasel, thinking for a moment before the one on the left would speak up.

“Yes, but let me escort you to the museum first, don’t get me wrong we trust you wont do anything in a city full of hunters and explorers just itching to kill beasts but that's kind of the problem. Looking like that? Yeah, you’ll probably be harassed a lot.”

A smart move on the guards part, but he probably didn’t want to allow him inside only to hear the sound of fighting breaking out because some trophy hunters found some rare and exotic thing to try and skin alive.

 

[Ricter]

With a whistle the guard would look up and wait for someone to open the gates, consisting of four people pulling very large leavers it was clear to see that they took protection of the people inside above all else. With some loud grunts the wall began to open up, showing what seemed like the inner workings of the city that was behind the two guards.

Turning around, the man would gesture, waving them over, “Alright come with me, I’ll show you around and how you can get situated.”

Nodding, Ricter had no interest in defying the mans orders, so the small animal would walk inside, his eyes darting around the place as he noticed just how civilized the city was. From large buildings to facilities like market places and guilds almost on every other block.

They seemed to be a hub for people trying to enter and exit into this world, probably for the more adventurous folk. Which as he looked to one section of the town he could see a number of ships, both electronic in nature as well as having some magical attributes since wooden ships didn’t typically fly.

This place seemed well established, and over all a fairly nice place compared to the more vicious outer world that was the jungles he just came from. As the two walked down the main road leading to the museum that was up ahead and one of the larger buildings in town he explained a few things.

“As you can see this place is for all types of people, yet this world mostly attracts those seeking fame from the hunt or glory and riches. Many hunters and researchers congregate here, both to kill the beasts that crop up near by or wish to study them.”

“So this settlement is like a traveling hub?” The staot asked.

“Yes in a way its the largest established settlement on this planet, with how the entire world is full of dense jungles and killer plants and animals its a very difficult place to live and raise a family in.”

A true statement as no right minded person would want to raise children in a place where some large bird could snatch them up and fly off with them.

“I though I was just in a part of this world that had some pretty mean critters, I didn’t think the whole planet was this bad.” His remarks came as a surprise but the guard smiled, lifting up the visor of his helm to show his brown eyes and black hair.

He was human as anyone could guess, but had markings on his face to show he belonged to a sort of tribe as many of the people here had that same marking, lines with a curvy twist crossing it.

“Yeah, unfortunately this is the life so many here are forced to endure. However many make their living by building a craft and eventually earn enough to leave, if you are admitted into one of the guilds you will be paid very well for any services you provide.”

Making him think about hat he could possible do here, earning currency and making some form of living sounded nice, just as long as it didn’t involve fighting monsters. He still had no intention of doing battle, but in this case he might be forced to do so.

“Whats here at the museum?” Ricter finally got around to asking as the duo stopped.

“Its where you can gain a hunters license, as well as get to know more about the creatures that live here, I don't know about what you would want to do but its the best place to start. You know?”

The weasel couldn’t help but agree, what better way to start things off than to explore the library? He was an avid book reader and more than capable of taking in crucial information, so the guard felt right in his eyes, this was the bets place to do research on where exactly he was and what he should do next.

“Alright, thank you for your escort, I hope it wasn’t too much of a problem for you.”

“No problem at all! If anyone bothers you just tell them that your under the guards protection. Take care!” His farewell would be a brief wave and soon he made his way back down the steps.

Mean while leaving the animal there to wave back with a smile, around him he was surrounded by people entering and exiting the establishment. Creatures of all types seemed to stay here, but he mostly noticed elves, humanoids, dwarfs and some few animal people that resembled himself to some small degree.

Half the people that looked at him stared for longer than what would be permitted as rude, while others simply took a small glance and walked away. Guessing that if he was this far into the settlement that he was no threat, or someones pet, which would be a statement he would highly resent.
Walking into the museum though he would find that he was surrounded by skeletons right away and a number of banners and finds that would amaze scientists of any profession. Fossils, creatures trapped in amber, and paintings of monsters took up every bit of space that it could in the large building.

His eyes drifted along the many examples of what could be out there to harm, and or kill him, beasts that more tripled the size of elephants while some having odd effects and powers.

But eventually he would move his sight away from all the amazing examples of monsters, instead he would walk up to a near by desk. Seemingly having a woman standing there and filing paper work as the weasel scampered up and popped his head up over the counter.

Her eyes didn’t notice them at first, that is till Ricter reached a paw out and gently tapped the little bell that was there made for gaining the attention of the person on the other side. Perking up she would notice his ears, and paw and then sit up to notice his face as he looked up at her.

“Aww, such a cute pet! Did your master leave you here?” She asked in a clearly enamored tone, blinded by the plausibility of petting the cute animal. Which she would reach out and he would swat at her hand gently with his paw.

“I’m not a pet, but I was looking to find out if I could get a hunters license since that seems like what everyone gets when they come here.”

“Oh!” She gasped, as if not expecting English to come out of the creatures mouth. “I’m Sorry, I didn’t think you were- actually what are you?” She inquired as Ricter simply answered.

“Just a weasel, I’m Ricter though, so about that ID?”

“Ah yes, sorry again, well we do allow people to sign up here in our data base for hunter license. Our world is in short supply of hunters and always looking for many more, so if you would like I can take down your name and for every kill you gain it will be per-recorded in our systems.”

“Kill?” Ricter questioned with a quirk of his brow.

“Yes, if you go to any guild here you will find a board with a number of quests on the front. Each one is from a patron and you will be rewarded for monsters you defeat, capture, or kill as the creatures remains can be used for crafting armor, weapons, or simply be placed on display here.”

Understanding this he would nod and allow her to type on a computer for a few seconds before she asked, “Name and age please.”

“Ricter Casenger, age is 23.”

“Alright thank you.” She would go back to typing on her computer before getting up, the machine next to her was running and it seemed ot be some sort of card making device. Which as she waited she looked down at the animal, he could tell what she was thinking.

Making him sigh as he would eventually cave in and say, “You can pet me if you really want you know?” He offered as with no hesitation she began rubbing along his head and running her fingers through his fur.

“Thank you, your so soft, its rare to see something so cute and cuddly in this world.” Her remarks were faintly true given the monsters he had noticed on display, mostly reptiles and beasts of an unknown origin. Softly purring he would pout but of course he’d enjoyed the sensation, especially when she began scratching his round ears, making them wiggle to the sensation.

Once she was finished the woman pulled out the card from the machine and offered it to the weasel, “Here you are, welcome to the hunters society, feel free to join a guild, or set up an establishment of your own. I wish you luck brave hunter!”

It sounded practiced, as if she had to say that to all the new hunters, which he didn’t mind the statement even if he wasn’t actually going to become a true blue hunter. “Thank you! Also I’m really new here and don’t have much of anything under my name, is there a place I can maybe set up camp or something?”

“Camp? Unless your staying outside the walls I doubt it, you might want to just stay in a hotel, or maybe join a guild, they have free room and board to new recruits.” A promising avenue of approach but he had little wish to find out more about the guilds when his stomach rumbled in need.

“Okay, thanks again, have a nice day.”

“You too, take care!”

Walking to the front door he nearly had forgotten he was starving and in need of food, if he had a stove he could make his own food, but fat chance of ever finding that.

 

[Ricter]

With no interest in joining nay guilds he would find himself mostly walking around the market place, hunger over riding the need to get any other kind of living arrangements settled. Which was less than important for him since he was completely used to sleeping out in the wild, just not this wild.

On examining the market place it was quite large, most stands seemed to be for crafting and blacksmiths, while a few restaurants dotted certain corners here and there. On closer inspection they worked to turn animal parts and hides into weapons and armor for hunters to put on, reminding him of the garbs those two guards had.

It was an interesting concept these humans had, if you couldn't beat monsters and creatures with supernatural powers, they choose to kill them, using weapons made form their very bodies. Hopefully no one perked any interest in harvesting his body part for some kind of weapon.

Actually, what kind of weapon would his body make? Maybe a nice whip, or a sword, probably not a shield but he has heard minks make nice scarfs.

“This is morbid, why am I thinking about this right now..” He murmured under his breath, stopping once his nose caught the smell of a near by restaurant that was luring him in.

The smell of fried foods was alluring, making his mouth water as he scampered up to the food cart immediately, only to find that the chefs were actually cats. Or at least looked cat like, they stood up on their hind legs, and had odd patterns on their bodies, making him smile as it was nice to see animals as cooks here.

Especially given he himself was a cook as well, mostly a doctor, but he had more experience in food service than healing others. Regardless as he looked at the menu briefly he would look back to the three cooks as one was taking orders and two were working on mixing rice, noodles, and meats into a large bowl.

It had Asian ambiances and smelt good enough to eat which as the clerk moved towards him, speaking in English while having a smile on his face. He wore a chefs hat and over sized robes that covered him fairly well for what it was, but looked better on a small child than him.

“Ah, its nice to see some new faces around, less skin and more fur is always the way to go. So what will you have?” He would laugh, sparking a laugh from the weasel.

“Haha, thanks, I’m not from around here as you can guess. What would you suggest?”

“Well.” Looking at the menu he hummed to himself before pointing, “How about that?”

Following his gesture Ricter noticed what it said, it looked like a pork bowl, with rice and veggies mixed in as well. “A Sutadon bowl?” It looked good by the picture, and as he pointed it out the cat would bow, smiling.

“Very nice, your accent is actually quite good, but yes its an amazing dish. One that most new comers choose and were very specialized in making it as well.”

“Sounds like a good recommendation, I’ll take it.” Ricter stated, pulling out some money he found off the ground, It was luckily enough for the meal, but later he would have to worry about making more cash. Maybe he would open up his own restaurant, he was a decent cook as well.

Waiting he would watch as he wrote down the ticket for his meal, watching the two cooks meow at one another before beginning to fix up what ever he ordered. In the mean time he would try to make small talk with the clerk who seemed like the owner, or manager.

“How many customers do you tend to get in a day?”

“Hm? Oh maybe about fifty, to around two hundred on a busy day. Were not too popular but plenty come around when they are in need of a quick meal.” The cat pondered. “Why do you ask?”

“Oh no reason, I was thinking about setting up some form of shop, gotta make money some how.” Ricter was thinking that if he could get a lot of business here then maybe he could as well. But the cat only smirked and pointed out something.

“If you are you’ll need to check out the market and see if any stands are open, typically people come and go after a few days. If your looking for something lasting just buy a plot of land and get set up, that's what I did when I first started running my restaurant.”

His advice would be heeded, thinking about what he could do with a good food cart, but he was hoping for something simple like a home in the back but a store in the front.

After a few moments of thinking a bowl was placed in front of him, and a pare of chop sticks, however a fork was available on the side, just in case he wasn’t used to using such. Which he had no clue how to use, even with a few examples of humans eating next to him.

Taking the fork he would dig in, it was salty but the rice deluded the taste of it, making it no so bad and in fact much better than what he expected. He loved it actually, and was already well on his way to eating most of what was given to him, using the soy sauce to add flavor while mixing in the veggies and pork with rice.

“This is great! Makes me wonder why more people don’t visit.”

“Thank you, and you’d think so, right? Maybe once the grand hunt happens in a month we’ll have more customers here.”

Ricter raised a brow, “Grand hunt?” He said while munching away.

“An event, where a number of hunters go out and try to take down the biggest game they can. Whom ever brings back the best and hardest to kill beast wins a massive prize. Though given rules you get more points if you bring it back alive, sedated, but alive.”

This sounded like a nice event, sure they were killing wildlife but everything here was very aggressive and a tad mean, so he had no sympathy for some of the monsters that lived on this planet. “Cool, I’m going to guess it pulls in a lot of people form all around huh?”

“Yes, our number of customers all but tipples, and afterwards most restaurants get hired to prepare for the grand fest that comes right after! It would be an understatement to say we make a killing!”

This event perked his interest, but as he ate he only nodded and kept it in his mind for later, it would be pretty fun to be apart of. Even if it was just to provide help or a simple service, for now though he had nothing and had to get himself maybe a place of his own with what ever money he had on hand, which wasn’t much.

As he finished the bowl he would return to to the cat who would shake his head, “You can keep it, it comes with the cost.” Which was surprising since it looked like fine china, but he would nod and place it away into a small bag he had on his person.

“Thank you, and I hope you have a nice day too!” Ricter stated as he jumped off the seat, the cats would all give a small wave.

“Have a good day, and good luck on finding what your looking for!”

Which would come in due time, hopefully. It would take well around an hour of walking through the market before he began to find the more secluded parts of town, stands that were abandoned, or open, and signs placed next to them stating that some were for rent while others were just to buy.

Ricter had only a couple hundred of this worlds currency, mostly from finding little pouches full of money on the ground in the jungle, some hunter must have left them while fighting monsters. But what caught his eye was a little shack of a place.

It was partly a stand for selling goods, but inside he could barely see that ti had enough space to be a living area, and also a cast iron oven for cooking, which might need to be replaced but it seemed like the perfect thing to spend this money on. This would make for a great shelter too, so even if a human would find this cramped and extremely small, for him it was like hitting the lottery on places to actually stay.

It wouldn't be a few hours later that he was paying the man that previously owned this little spot, seems he was happy to get rid of it, probably because it was old and dusty. Which he found out as soon as he walked in and inspected the building.

It was dark, no lights, only three rooms, and everything was small but given his size it was like living in a one bed room apartment. But this was where he would get his new life here established, smiling as he was thinking about all the positive ways he could enrich himself and those around him.

 

[Kokonoe]

The half beastman was working in her lab, muttering to herself about some dimensional transportation device. The typical day of the scientist, her impatience getting the better off her as she flipped the table landing her coffee everywhere. "I hate budget cuts!!" She yelled at the top of her lungs before hearing some buzzing sounds. She looked up with a sigh, yet another mutter, "...Ah, crap... Here we go again..." Before a burst of light warped her to an unknown location, coincidentally right near Ricter, her table and random junk scattered the road. Back in her dimension Tager went to check on her but oddly she wasn't in the room, leaving Kokonoe slumping back into her chair and looking around at the new world she was in.

"...Never a normal day, ever... Now I'm on a camping trip in who knows where and I didn't even bring my slice of cake along for the ride... Ugh... now where in the hell am I..? My scientist sense is kicking in... but I am busy... no matter... I still have my Portal Jumping Thing-a-majig... I should really start naming my projects..." She started tinkering with her over sized wrench... she spent hours upon hours muttering and complaining... Eventually all that Ricter heard outside was a pink haired neko yelling, "AGH, THIS STUPID HUNK OF JUNK IS JUST AS USELESS AS MY CO-WORKERS!" She would kick her device into the wall, however it bounced and clocked her in the forehead before warping itself back to her own world... With out her in tow this time, "OH, COME ON!! Device is a two timing son-of-a....! Argh... Can anything else go wrong today!? The only way this could possibly get worse... is that Taokaka or my father fall out of the sky- Wait that would lead chance they would hurt themselves I might enjoy that..." She laid down on her back as if she gave up on life, she was thinking... but most of her thoughts went into insults. "Well... I can honestly say this is the biggest budget cut of all time, I officially feel like Taokaka minus her obsession towards the female anatomy. And people must be staring at me having a mental break..."

She was staring straight upwards into the sky, her face emotionless.... Staring up what she only assumed was a window. She was in the lab so much she didn't know how to socialize well, and she didn't plan on asking directions to the nearest lab any time soon... or moving her junk from the middle of her road. Her making a scene was hilarity at it's finest, she just took out a bag of chips and started eating it as if nothing happened... her snack stash in her sleeves was considered bottomless by her peers. "Well, if I am gonna make a fool of myself...- mng nom. I am making a full fool of my- mng nom. Self... Mng nom." She was more so waiting for someone to say something to her first because she refused to ask anyone for everything out of both her anti-social disorders and her general overall stubbornness.

 

[Ricter]

Ricter was getting very well established into his new home, or at least as close to a home as he could manage. Although small in size it would fit him and his life style for some time. Maybe a few things needed to be added, like better equipment, some fridges, or a sink that didn’t have bad pluming, but that's for the long run.

Sweeping away some of the dust that tracked along the floor he would hum to himself, the animal was happy that he wasn’t going to be sleeping outside any more. But as he was in the middle of cleaning a loud crash of sounds was happening outside.

He didn’t think it was anything special, maybe some random hunter had dropped his weapon and chipped it, or a merchant had fumbled catching valuable produce form landing on the street.

Regardless Kokonoe would find herself in the middle of the shopping district of town, the streets were very wide and made of hauling prized monsters and creatures of all sizes. Around her she would notice that many of the hunters and merchants would only give her slight glances before going back to work, haggling with whom ever they were trying to milk a deal from.

It would seem most people knew not to mess with some woman who just appears out of thin air yelling at herself and or the device that also vanished into thin air. Regardless Ricter’s eyes would be one of the few that would stare, wondering what was happening most of all, peering through a near by window.

Kokonoe would find herself near the front of a very small establishment, having the size of around a chain restaurant but being its own building. The front seemed to have space for people to come up and order something through a window but a grate was down over it.

Additionally the sign was blank, making it hard to understand who or what was supposed to be here, it almost looked abandoned if not for the grate soon opening up. Revealing the inside, or at least some of the inside, resembling a food cart, but with plenty of space in the back.

With the oven having been turned on and a small sign placed on the side door saying ‘Open’ it would seem that Ricter had opened his shop, but he didn’t have much going for him with a ragged little hole in the wall. Not that it would drop his optimism as he would hop up on a chair and look forward, seeing the yelling woman enjoying a bag of chips.

She was different, but not fully, she looked like if one of the hunters had a child with one of the cats here, sporting ears and a tail but also a lab coat and glasses. She gave off the vibe that said she didn’t care about anything, and as such he wondered why she had just randomly came here to throw a fit.

Pulling some flowers and ingredients over he had done a small shopping trip to gather things so he could begin making his special treats. Though he couldn't help but wonder if she was going to move or not, would she scare away business, or if she would just stay there till she went to sleep.

Either way he would try calling out to her, the mustelid waving over the counter as he said, “Um lady? Are you alright?” All while in the middle of making donuts for his possible customers, if he would have any that is, he was still in the stages of not knowing if he would be able to get a good following for his idea or not. But all he could hope for was results.

 

[Kokonoe]

She's continue chowing down on her chips, "After I- Mng nom... Have my mental break down... Or maybe I am drunk and this is a fever dream... Mng nom..." She held up the bag of chips, "Want some? I have no lab to get home, I am lost in what I can only assume to be a place as wide as Jin's INFINITE VOID! and on top of that I have a wrench, table, snack food, and scrap metal. While talking to a Mustelid." She seemed nice enough, though she looked like her social skills were her poorest trait, "On a side note... want a table..? I don't exactly need it with out a place to tinker in peace." Her face was still a poker face for the ages, though she knew her underlings were both worried but totally taking a vacation instead of getting her back... Besides she was the entire science department, they had about the same chance of finding her here as finding her outside of her lab. It posed issues when she thought about it, "So, eh... How does one acquire currency here in the Renaissance Fair. Back home I was paid by the government and I am not getting home anytime soon... Truthfully I thought I'd die in an epic battle for Terumi... an experiment... or Tager finally getting fed up with me. Heh... Maybe he rigged the thing-a-mijig."

Snide, cynical, and somehow was treating this as a therapy session instead of actually interacting, "So, kid, what's your name?" She said kid, but back where she's from she was everyone's boss by the sounds of it... Besides the point she's hardly in the right, she looks like she's in her 20s. "Kokonoe's the name, science is may game when I don't taunt it with a bite me statement to a coworker and end up in the time Rachel probably came from. Pompous women, demanded I had expensive tea on hand... She must think people in my work don't live on caffeine and emotional outbursts... On second thought this place might actually be a good place to calm my nerves... I mean look I already have an acquaintance, and reminds me of... people I know." She was hiding something, about her past probably... She held some heavy baggage.

 

[Ricter]

Sure, Ricter did ask if she was okay, but he never expected her to shoot off both half insults and comments like a machine gun set to be fully automatic. Not all were bad, yet he could barely understand half the references the woman was making till she slowed down and asked him about money.

Mostly on how to find a job and how to earn money, which would be his response to her finally addressing him, “Uh, find a job somewhere?”

The weasel was confused by her, she seemed smart enough to string sentences together, but reserved to some degree and kinda a smart ass if he was going to be truthful. Mean while he was more quite, willing to listen to her plight as it sounded like she just magically jumped here and was left behind by some form of magic or science.

“No thanks, I had enough to eat already.”

Turning down her offer for food he took a moment to inspect all the things that dropped with her, a desk, papers, herself, and seemingly enough snacks to keep her from ranting too much. Still in the middle of making donuts, her mention of offering him her table would come as a mild surprise, an understandable one given her position but he would accept with a nod.

Walking to the door he opened it and began scampering up to the woman, looking to the desk then at her, she seemed alright, not kinks or bruises, just snark. Enough to fill a room and then some, not that he minded it, interesting people was what he lived for.

“I’m Ricter, and I’m actually in my twenties, its nice to meet you whom ever you are.”

Reaching up slightly he was short and so he gave out a paw for a hand shake, offering it as his paw pads would feel soft, so would his fur, probably because he took care of it better than any wild animal would. Once her name was given however he would smile and nod, it would seem she had the same problem as himself.

Finding himself randomly dropped in a world he knew little about, but he had come a long way in less than three days, so many she could too, but he was obviously willing to help. Though he had little clue what people she was referring too but that would be a question for another time.

“Would you like to come into my little shop? You look like you could use some time to relax and you did offer me your desk, so I don't mind it if you want to stay for a bit.” Being the nice person he was he would give her a place to at least rest her mind, because maybe that's what she needed?

Yet before he would offer to open the door for her he would move behind the desk and gently push it, he looked a little weak, and probably could use some help, but he wouldn't ask as he moved it an inch every couple seconds.

 

[Kokonoe]

"Twenties, eh... Well, doesn't mean much. Intelligence comes in many forms, some less like Taokaka than others... Oh thank the pythagorean theorem she wasn't with me when I came here." She said shaking his paw, her hands were just as soft for an inventor... She must never do much heavy lifting... all thought process to her. "...I'll get skin care tips from you later... maybe I can sell it." That was the most blunt money grabbing thing she's ever said so far. "Normally I invent things... then have other people build it for me because I am under paid and with constant budget cuts I needed to do several massive projects at a time to even have enough to finish a project... That's the only job I know.

Finding that she came here at random she may as well bunk with the first person she laid eyes on... With her scrap metal maybe she can fix something to be a nice person or something. It's the least... maybe only thing she could do in her mind. She offered him a lollipop for his endeavors, "It's a Silvervine Lollipop, specialty from my world. Maybe you can learn how to make them, they made Taokaka smart enough to construct sentences for five or so minutes. They have no effect on me... but I need the constant glucose to think. Besides... they kinda remind me of ya..." The lollipop was shaped as a cat, it was adorable. Just like Ricter's face, smiling... wide-eyed and easy to get people to buy by the cuteness alone. "Also sure... I hope you don't mind my chair..., it's my only possession, and I sleep on it and everything. If I stow away here I'll be on this chair and fix equipment if needed."

She was about to walk in with only her chair, but surprisingly pushed it out of the way before helping him pull it inside from the other side of the door. "Normally I hire people to do this... forgot Tager isn't here..." She sighed a bit, manual labor seemed to elude her. Despite her snark and constant attitude what she did to help seemed to be the total opposite of how she acted, it was rather apparent she didn't interact with people for a long time... Probably through her childhood. After they got it inside she pulled in her chair, notes, and scrap metal parts. She placed the scrap in a storage place like under a bed somewhere, with her notes folder. She'd sit in the chair, both of her bright pink tails showing, "So... what do you do? Have anything to fix... Maybe something to do? If I am gonna en up a freeloader, I may as well be a freeloader in debt... Or at the very least... work. I don't do this whole... people thing well. My best friend was mostly metal, and the only other person I talked to was my aunt... after I cloned her of course... The original body died in combat."

Kokonoe seemed to have quite the history, and her world sounds like a real hell... She did say this place could be relaxing to her, of course maybe it'd help her a lot more than she'd letting on. She hasn't spoke much about her world at all and it sounds much worse than Kraw. Of course Ricter has yet to here of Kokonoe's world dying, reseting, the constant wars, and almost dying again. Let alone the multiple timelines she ended up guiding everyone through. She of course stuck a lollipop on her mouth, how many of these things did she have?

 

[Ricter]

“Thank you.” Offering his appreciating for her assistance he would manage to push the desk strait into his new home, not expecting that he would have a room mate so soon he would simply scratch his head and wonder what to do now. The desk would settle right next to her chair, allowing her to use it further if she liked, taking up a small corner of the room.

Going back to his donuts after closing the door he would look back to her as he sat in his own chair, listening to her as he rolled the dough out and began to mix a bowl for the frosting. “Its okay, my place is a little small but hopefully if I can get lots of profits I can make it bigger.”

Optimistic as always he would place the lollipop she had given him on the side, silver-vine huh? He knew what it was, it drove cats crazy, but maybe he could replicate it and even make it a lot better. But for now he had other things in mind, mostly fixing his first batch of donuts.

“Well I sued to be a part time doctor, but I don't have a lot of my powers any more when I came here, so I’m falling back on my skill to make donuts and other sweets.”

Thinking, “As for things to fix...not really, I kinda just moved in here, unless you count the sink which has bad pipes I think, aside form that the only thing I may need is ingredients for other recipes.”

Pulling out a cook book, or a journal that had the label ‘cook book’, the weasel flipped through a few pages before coming to a stop on a certain page. Showing Kokonoe what he seemingly needed, a flower, white in looks while having the description of something that looked like it was dying but seemed to shimmer a dust off its petals.

“I don't mind if you wish to stay, but if you could help me with this I don't mind paying you money for your work, if anything I’ll need them almost constantly so you can always make money just working here.”

Glancing back to his work he would begin cutting the dough into ring shapes, “I would only need about a dozen or so of the flowers, and I know your new to this world so you can probably guess that monsters and big creatures are normal. That includes dinosaurs and killer plants.”

He had a feeling sending her out into the wild on a mission was a bad idea, but maybe she was some form of fighter? It was hard to guess that given she seemed to be not used to physical activities, however it was a nice way to see the world and what it had to offer.

“You don't have to do it if you don’t want too, also I’m baking donuts, did you want one later on?” Ricter picked up the tray of uncooked donuts and placed them into an oven, closing the front lid and ensuring that his soon to be delicious treats would be done by the time she might be done if she left fairly soon.

Turning his attention to her now though he smiled and would add, “You can use the money to add to your own room if you like, again, this place is small. I wouldn't want you stay here to be cramped for you Ms. Kokonoe.”

 

[Kokonoe]

"A doc', huh? One of my students did that... She always had a panda on her head. She was also one of the best fighter I know." She was reminiscing a little, as if she was in her forties. She sighed a little bit, then she registered what he said, "Sweets? Paid Vacation for being missing in a new place... sweets... Oh, that explains it... I died in my lab from an explosion and went to heaven. Who knew it actually existed." She was smiling ever so slightly, her eyes said it all though... She was hooked on sweets, all sweets. "As for the sink... I should be able to fix that, I have wrenches." She pulled out a wrench with a cat face, " I can't get work done half the time but they allowed me to order cat faced wrenches, see what my company was like? No priorities I tell you."

Kokonoe grabbed the journal and frowned, her attention to detail for things was great for machines... and sweets, everything else however... "Isn't this... like... A daisy or something? Daffodil? Maybe Chamomile but wilting? Of course she looked up, with Ricter's facial expression she went back and read more carefully. She was incredibly impatient by the looks of it, that was okay of course. The more she read the more she seemed to multitask, even fixing the sink while reading. It was as if she had a case of ADHD, "Sorry my tribe is rather... short attention spanned... As annoying as it is, but yes... I see this flower is... not one I have seen... I'm sure if they make money I'll remember it... it's shimmering dust is a good give away. I don't do physical or any labor very often... And that sounds pretty similar to my own world... Big monsters, constant war... all we need is the massive amount of poisonous fumes and I'd be home sweet home. Oh... and my mother and friends dying, hopefully none of that happens again. As for fighting... I am ...Mmm Decent... in combat." The way she said she was decent in combat makes it sound like she's hiding things, a lot of things, "Though you said your abilities fell when you got here... so mine probably did, too."

"I can try, it's like a fresh start or something." She missed the making of donuts for the most part until it all replayed in her mind, her face instantly changed, "Really... donuts?~ That's the only type of ring that can win me over... Of course I'd love one! And it's not cramped... I liked in a lab smaller than this my entire life... At least my section was. Then again... owning something more than a chair might be nice... Maybe I can make inventions again, and this time not for a stupid government with brains the size of a T-Rex. So... if I am taking this job... where would I be going exactly..?" She said, her eyes fading back into the poker face. She was completely lost here, then again she wouldn't fair much better in large towns with her anti-social disorder.

 

[Ricter]

“They are called White Oaks, I read up on them when I was at the library in town, actually you should probably stop by there too just so you can have a good lay of the land. Not too mention see what monsters could be out there, I only found out about everything by going there.”

All curtsy of the guard who was smart enough to know where to send new people who were lost and didn’t wish to leave him that way. But it would take a lot of explaining to really catch her up to speed on where she was so he would try to get past the main details that she would need to know.

“Currently, your on the planet of Kraw, from what I looked up it seems that this planet is a jungle climate and this is only one of the settlements that offer some form of protection outside of the walls.”

“As I mentioned before dinos and monsters roam the lands, most eating one another to survive, including killer plants too. I had to run away fro a lot of them the first two days I was here, out there alone.”

Thinking back he would shiver at the number of times he narrowly got eaten, he was more than certain he was not the apex predator on this world, not by a long shot.

“However for this you can find them seemingly around the more open parts of the jungle, in locations with caves, but caves are dens for monsters of course. Since you siad your a fighter, of some caliber I think you’ll do alright, if I could sneak around then I’m sure you can.”

Smiling brightly the smell of baking donuts in the oven was beginning to fill the room, and at her mention of enjoying donuts and even showing a smirk he didn’t mind offering her one when they got finished.

“Glad you like sweets, maybe I can taste test them on you.” Laughing he would check on them, opening the oven and seeing that they were just beginning to rise. Looking back to her he would also point out something else, trying to make sure she didn’t get lost.

“The exit to the city is south west from here, docks are right across town, and up on the hill is the museum. If you do many to kill something and bring back parts of it I’d like to harvest some materials from it, I’ll even make you a trophy from it out of its skull. That is if you can carry something like that back.”

“Or just petition one of the hunter groups to bring a cart for you.” With his explanation done he felt like this summed up where he was and what the current situation was as well.

“Did you have any questions?” The weasel added, only to be sure if she was going to do this mission for him that she would come back not in pieces and over all not dead.

 

[Kokonoe]

"...White... Oaks? Like the tree? That's an odd thing to name a flower... I guess a White Oak Tree around here is to be called Quercus Alba, huh... Reading isn't my forte with my attention span... but I should be able to read multiple books to alleviate that issue.... Who knows maybe the life around here can help me with my experiments, I made a clone of my aunt and built a replica of her puppet magi-tech without needing a soul to inhabit the body so I'm certain I'd be able to do something... Perhaps weaponry made of such rudimentary materials around here to build some type of wooden robot, I doubt I can get into the caves yet to gather ore for metals greatly limiting my technical developments. Maybe this flower holds some sort of amazing property to... and then I can try.... Or maybe..."

She kept going on and on about research even muttering to herself after a while, it was like flipping a switch once the thoughts turned on she kept thinking and thinking. It was as if a dam exploded and all her thoughts were pouring out of the only orifice that mattered. She snapped back into reality after about ten minutes of muttering and theorizing, "Of course all of that is theoretical- Oh... sorry, force of habit. Go on." With that settled Ricter could finally explain in greater detail about where they were, a jungle planet called Kraw... The worst place for technology, building it would prove difficult. No matter, Kokonoe could conquer this with use of Pyromancy, speed, and a massive metal wrench to whack people with. "So Dinosaurs and plants, eh? I'm pretty quiet on my feet, wild life should be easy to avoid... As for Dinosaurs even a T-Rex can't run, their legs would snap like twigs if they tried... They like to tire prey, so if they are anything like that... they should be easy to trick. I'll just toss fire at plants and hope I don't burn the planet down. Heh. As for caves... animals that dwell in caves rarely use eye sight... normally hearing, echolocation, or webs... I should be home free in those areas. Of course, that's theory-"

She cut off and sniffed the air, "I can smell love in the air... My one true love, fresh sweet delight... I'd marry them if it wouldn't make me a widow over and over. Also me? Taste test? THAT'S a job I can do for free!" She licked her lips in anticipation, her stomach growled. Like any body who uses their brain in their profession, constant glucose was needed... Sweets being surprisingly optimal, of course this was a double edged sword since Kokonoe ends up being always hungry. Thankfully her metabolism is just as magical as her mother's.

"Maybe I'll visit the museum and see how technological this planet is, I doubt it's up to par with my lab... but eh. At least I'll know what parts I can find, right? The exit sounds easy enough to find... And a kart... eh? Well, I hate talking to others... but for science I will. And favors, this'll be odd since I normally hire people for this... There is one question... anything here resistant to fire balls and a giant battle wrench?" She'd ask bluntly, seems she knew fire magic and had a battle wrench on her... She took out a wrench almost as big as she her self was, talk about a melee weapon... The best part, it had the cat face just like the smaller ones. Where did she hide all of this stuff? The more she pulled out of her sleeves the more questions around her get raised... Knowing how she had devices she probably stored a pocket dimension for snacks and tools, that or she had bottomless sleeves... hard to tell which.

 

[Ricter]

Cloning family members? Experiments? What kind of woman was she that this was so casually thrown out in a regular conversation. Most of the quips and little lore tidbits about her history and where she came from were lost on him, both confusing and concerning but maybe later he would ask the woman about things in more detail.

For now he would listen to her stories harking back to her past and what she was missing out, all in all it would seem she would try to relive he days back in her world. Yet under no ones command or rule, which the weasel had no interest in dictating what she could and could not do so long as she did things to help them both gain money.

“You must really like sweets, luckily I can make them fairly easily, I guess this works out if your going to be staying around and what not.” He could understand having a sweet tooth, even now he was still a tad hungry for a sweet snack or two. Though she could taste test things for him and make sure they worked out and didn’t taste odd or off putting.

"As for the fire and being hit thing, probably lots, most of the dragons have a hard hide, and even more so some are resistant to fire, even bathe in lava. But so long as you avoid encountering them I think you will be fine Ms. Kokonoe, just keep your head low and beat up anything small enough to give your trouble."

With his explanation completely done though he would go back to the oven and get back to cooking for the time being, maybe he would need to place up a flier for later so that others could do this mission when ever he had the need for the supplies. “Good luck on your mission by the way, be safe and done get hurt please.”

Ricter would wave on when she would leave, smiling as he always did as he had all the best intentions for his new friend. Mean while he was starting to add frosting to the donuts and glaze them in sweet buttery goodness that only tasted good on such a delectable treat.

While she was going he would have to figure out a better living arrangement than what they had currently, but that could come in due time, especially if he paid her well enough. She could use the money to more or less ensure her own place near by, or even help build up the home that was here.

Which ever she chose he would support it, so long as he wasn’t the one being experimented on.

 

[Kokonoe]

"Love sweets, I live sweets... If this world was made of snack food... I'd be eating it with no voice of reason. Heh heh..." She actually chuckled a bit, it's a miracle, "Just thinking about that haven makes me tingle all over... Oh, it'd be super amazing." She shook her head to focus, "I'm making my own head spin..." She slapped her cheeks twice before listening again. Nodding along, "Avoid Dragons... Reptiles have one weak spot anyway... the head. I will avoid the big reptiles unless it's a snake, if it's easy to hit in the weak spot I should be fine then. I look forward to being an animal, petting me and bringing me food." She said with a single hand in the air for a wave, thankfully her bell on her clothing didn't actually work. She was planning on helping Ricter expand, solely because she was that anti-social... Ricter seemed like a social butterfly, and people could approach him if they need her assistance. She was rather willing to help however, even if she had the worst way of showing it.

And with a lollipop in mouth, the quest out to the wilderness started... right after she decided to petition for a kart... After a long wait, for her at least, and a ton of complaining and slamming her hands on the desk in general impatience she would head off into the library for a book on the area so she could head safely off into the wilderness.

It wasn't so bad, then she saw all of the flora and general plant life. She stood there thinking about how she should have a knife on hand for something like this, but that was fine. "Forget technology... the first thing that needs improvement around here is customer service... god damn low lives... can't even get a- INFERNO DIVIDER!-ing request done at a decent time... Also why does that happen every time I say a quote on quote bad word..." She sighed talking to herself, simply travelling around, sneaking away from eye sight of the wild life. She saw some flowers that Ricter might like, grabbing some seeds for him to grow off of... She destroyed most of the seeds but the good one she placed in a bag. That was an idea for the White Oaks... get seeds from them. She could ask her acquaintance about that later... For now she kept walking with the book in hand reading periodically. The map looked much different than the area... "Everything here... looks the same!" The echo sounded... she heard sudden shifts in the wilderness around.

"..Crap..." She ducked down into the tall grass treading quietly, as if to disappear... Something was looking for her, she could tell... Her cat ears were twitching... Finally the grass shifted to her left... She summoned her wrench and smacked something upside the head, seemed to be a smaller reptile... She noticed these types of reptiles normally hunted in groups. She kept treading quietly and out of the grass. As she heard shifting she'd burn the tall grass with fireballs to ward off the creatures. The entire patch burned, making sure they predators stopped moving in some capacity before ending her flames. She placed her head into the book, the caves seemed close.

Through killer plants that she burned, warding off giant bees or wasps with smoke since she wasn't paying attention to their anatomy at current, and constant snack breaks... even sharing with some smaller animals that scurried off to places unknown... she finally got to the cave, a white wilted flower... She had to find ten, in order to do that... She basically picked every white flower she saw in the immediate area as quietly as possible. She would eventually have ten... mixed in with several other white flowers. She then sat down and organised them all and bundled them, one of the bundles had to be it right? She then heard shifting again, the same as before... seems she was followed... The now wounded Raptors attacked, slower than before. She had to protect the flora she bundled, she waited until they got close and shot fire balls at them aiming for their faces specifically... no eyesight... no problem... She stayed quiet as they went completely awl, in a panic as the fire burned their faces for a moment... The creature they were hunting out of sight, if they could even see at this point from the fire. Kokonoe judged there were only three in view, none with a head wound. So she bashed another in the head while it was distracted, using a reptiles weakness to her advantage... The other two reacted but thankfully her agility was great, giving her and opening as they jumped to slide under one... She spun around and hit one in the back of the neck. With one currently standing, she tossed her Wrench at it in a close range before shooting fireballs at the Raptor until it stopped moving.

She would undo her wrench summon and sigh, "Meat will make me more of a target... but I can bring them along for distractions if need be... She took two, leaving one out as she heard something move in the cave. She didn't want to take chances staying to load up the final one, she went around all the danger areas of before, staying as hidden as possible... Through the jungle she'd make her way further along, attempting to avoid danger though it generally wouldn't be that way. She would find clearings with flowers, thankfully there was more white flora in the area. She'd go off on her way to pick more, "It's so itchy I feel like I have fleas... Ugh this place is so hot... but think of the donuts, Kokonoe. Now start picking!" And she did with no remorse for picking every white flower in her vicinity. Then sitting down to bundle each again, buzzing of course being heard after a bit.

"What's that buzzing..." She asked herself out loud before turning around, "...Oh, for the love love of junk food... Son of a me." As she insulted herself casually, staring into the compound eyes of a giant bee... Looked like it was territorial and Kokonoe was ripping out flowers from it. She held up a palm as it flew forward and shot fireballs at it as she got away from the kart. Protecting the goods would be top priority, and that's what she planned to do. She leaps out of the way of the stinger, "Can't risk getting stung or I get risk of dealing with more...!" She said as she shot a fireball into it's wing, it fall from the sky with an audible thump and skid. Before it could get up with it's angry buzz she walloped it with the wrench cracking it's exoskeleton. She didn't kill it, no... the pheromone would only attract a swarm... she made it dizzy to get out of it's territory while it was confused.

Narrowly escaping a situation that could have been extremely dangerous she sits down to rest, "I'm not tired yet... but how do I protect these plants without attracting a massive stinger attached on to an insect more cranky than I am... I mean seriously is there anything here not trying to kill me... If you're trying to kill me... raise you hand."

She looked around as nothing raised it's hand... "Well that's a relief-" She paused as she saw the ground moved. Suddenly out bursts a bright green tropical vine, wriggling from the ground like some sort of chlorophyll earthworm. Several more would follow suit, eventually one vine swung. Then a plant moved, one that she though was a tree... but no. It was a giant flower, carnivorous by nature. It had a white bulb, so white flora must be near by she thought to herself. As it's vines swung she'd start shooting fireballs at it, her constant snack consumption was the only thing keeping her going at this rate. While it seemed useless to try to keep going... the Plant seemed immobile. It was rooted to the ground, with a limited range of movement. The Kart was right out of it's range, thankful for her. She needed to get to the clearing to see if there were more flowers. As a vine closed in she punched it... It was more fleshy than she imagined, it seemed to have and effect on the creature. Good for her at least, as the overgrown carnivorous demon spawn of a flower opened it's maw in pain she shot a volley of fireballs into it's orifice. With that it's surprisingly audible pain was heard, it was odd for Kokonoe to watch it... It seemed to be trying to hid like a cornered animal, the vines even retracted as if the flower was surrendering... Seems like this creature liked an easy meal, the first sign of aggravation from it's food it was done. It was either that or it really hated fire, and didn't want another round of fire inside it's mouth.

With that she grabbed the kart and walked past, behind her a predator followed... only to be unassumingly snatched up by the predatory plant. Kokonoe looking back at the sight only to question why animals here were so strange, "Giant everything, ancient reptiles, massive plants... This place has plenty to experiment on, a lab on this planet might actually be extremely beneficial to my old research... Maybe a plant that shoots solar powered beams, heh, that sounds fun. I am off topic again... And lost." She said looking into her book, on the upside there seemed to be plenty of more white flora scattered around the grasses here. "My lucky day... flower central! I'm gonna eat all the sweets forever...! Oh, how awesome would that be...! My taste buds are buzzing with the flavor and texture of snack food! Okay, now pick all the white ones remember Kokonoe... white." She this time just ended up picking all the flowers white, blue, red, indiscriminately.

After an hour or two of lower picking she's stop, "...I think I over did it way too much this time... Now there is even more to bundle... Agh, said only white and ended up just picking up the entire patch... Ugh. Why do I do these things?" She frowned before taking out chips to snack on while bundling the flower again. Taking grass from around to tie together as fibers. Colored flowers in a single bundle, the fibers tied in a knot. She began organizing the white flowers, bulb type, the look of the flower, the shimmering dusty ones.

As for the White Oaks she was hunting, she had around seven. She recalled this from the journal and tied it with a bow, those were the important ones. "These ones are the ones if I remember right, these specifically I should mark somehow... For now I'll tie a bow around them until I can get another color or fiber... Ugh, I'm sweating... I'll need more snacking to keep going..." She finally opened the chips, the munching could be heard... The bag crumpling, some creatures confused with the noise. A few bird swooping down for chips... She tossed a few into the air "As long as you leave me alone, take a chip and leave." They didn't leave, Kokonoe ended up relaxing with birds.

At this point it was beginning to get dark, the sun setting in the jungle... "At this rate I won't be able to find the last three white dusty shimming ones, I wonder why they didn't call it a Shimmer Bloom... or maybe Stardust Glory... Or Milky Way Flower... Why name it after a tree of the same name? The community here is odd... Which ever scientist named these needs a swift scolding... Maybe I should teach people what not to do like I did with Taokaka, unfortunately I don't have Litchi anymore... Without here I'll have to work more... Tch... Why can't anything be easy on me... At this point I am getting quite low expectations of this place's populace, maybe they just don't have quercus alba here... Thinking of it... maybe the entire quercus group of trees just don't grow around here. I don't think I've seen a single oak tree since I've been here." Kokonoe was, of course, talking to herself while walking.

Finally she cam up to yet another clearing, hard to get into and it seemed only smaller animals could get into. She found an opening she and the kart could fit into by pure chance of luck, hidden from view she could pick the white flowers around. Again, she harvested just about every single one... If it was white, she was looking for it... Not the best business practices but close enough for attention span not to get the better of her. She placed a hand on her hip in thought, she wondered if she finally had the ten white oaks she was looking for. She'd walk off to grab some bright colored fibers, a red to tie around the shimming dusty white flora after she sorted them by bulb and leaf type. All this sorting was starting to give her a headache, she didn't even organize files much anymore let alone flora or any organic material. She generally just barked orders and did all the calculations, at least it was easy work despite everything trying to murder her at every last given opportunity.

She shook her head and got back to picking, she only had nine of the flower needed. The snow white petals with the shimmering crystal-like dust were the rarest flower it seemed, she had more of just about everything else. She scanned for flows and she found one... "That's it... Donuts here I come!" She reached for it to grab it... Everything seemed to slow when she went to grab it... It moved to the left. "...Huh?" She tried again and it moved to the right... then the left... then the left... "Okay what in the hell?" An animal popped up with it in it's mouth. Kokonoe blinked twice and tried to grab the small ground dweller... It went into the ground! She reached her hand into the hole, "Come on I need the flower... I have plenty you can eat damn it..! Just give me the- OW! MOTHER OF- INFERNO DIVIDER! YOU LITTLE- GIGANTIC TAGER!" Kokonoe still had no idea how her curses were being cut out by random yells even here on Kraw, but the animal bit her!

This started her plans to snag the animal, sneaking up on it and jumping made her land on her face... Trying to get it to eat the other flowers she had got her bit again... Grabbing the creature got her swarmed by the small animals even though it seemed like there was only one... Had she met her match!? "I am not being beaten by a cute fluff ball!" Eventually she spent move of the night baiting it with chips until it finally stopped biting her and starting treating Kokonoe's attempts to catch it as a game. She sat back onto the kart, about to give up and make camp for the night, but the animal with the flower eventually came out and went in her left sleeve. It popped out with the flower, and she traded it with every unimportant one she had on hand. It decided to stay with her however, even putting it back in the hole didn't work... Looks like the little guy was coming along whether she wanted it or not.

Miraculously she made it back with two raptor corpses, the ten White Oaks as requested, and a ton of useless or unknown flowers which she thought might be the White Oaks at one point; although disproved before she came back. She walked over to Ricter's home and knocked, "Hey... I got dinner. And a lot of flowers... I think one of them is the one you wanted... I picked ten of everything with the description you said... or that matched the color..." Her attention to detail was extremely low... but it seems the quest had been completed as she stood outside waiting for Ricter to see how unorganized of a scientist she was... Muttering to herself about how she could upgrade these raptors into something more amazing if she wanted to. Unsurprisingly by the time she can back into town it was basically night time or extremely close to it. She was covered in scratches, and very small bite marks as if she was a chew toy small animals.

"By the by... I would think about growing them from seeds if you get the chance, maybe a garden or something, eh?" She suggested, as her animal friend pops out of her sleeve and makes itself at home, "...Long story, it eats flowers. I call it Mischief which explains everything." She looked back at the three gardens full of flowers she'd have to save, she'd build something for that later. She handed over the target flowers to Ricter as the one she called Mischief jumped into the kart to eat a red jungle flower. "Also... I think I went a tad overboard..."

With that her quest came to a close, helping Ricter whom she could honestly call a friend... As well as the two best prizes she could ever ask for doughnuts and money... Mostly the doughnuts, her anticipation for the heavenly taste on her tongue made her stomach growl. She couldn't ask for a better set up, maybe a lab add-on... but this place was better than she could imagine. Though she was definitely a little chaotic with gathering flowers.

 

[Ricter]

Ricter spent most of his day simply working on what he needed to get done, glazing doughnuts, cleaning and rearranging furniture to make it all work out. He would even write out a few fliers, mostly little mission on getting him flowers for his recipes which he planned on making later.

For now after a few minutes of working on his food items he would simply go and place a fresh tray of them into the counter top where they would sit for the coming night. The warm area making sure they wouldn’t get stale, but he would get a few customers in the time that it took for Kokonoe to get her task done.

Additionally the weasel would take a small part of the lolipop he had and try to figure out what it was made out of, the flavor, and what he could mix to make something just as tasty. His culinary experience was great when it came to making candy or sweet foods, in less than an hour he was already mixing a small liquid candy batter to make more lolipops but he added about half a pound of silver vine.

Maybe that was way too much but Kokonoe wouldn’t mind, if silver vine was good for cats it shouldn’t hurt her at all really. The ingredients were simple, flavored syrup, sugar, a bit of magic and silver-vine and you have a large batch of lolipops after they were frozen for another half an hour or so and pulled out once hardened.

Sticks were a given, but as he sniffed the tray he noticed they had a distinct smell, strong when placed directly on his nose but pretty minor when a few inches away. Unaware that he had made something very potent as he started to wrap them up and place them also into the counter top for later.

Smiling at the cute little cat faced wrappers he got for each sucker, and even feeling happy that he managed to sell at least a box of doughnuts to some people today. But just as he was about to finish cleaning up he would realize Kokonoe was at the door just from her knocks alone.

Walking up he opened it only to find that she had managed to kill two raptors and also had gotten him a hand full of flowers of different species and types, but one bundle was exactly what he was looking for. “Oh its you Ms. Kokonoe, are you alright?”

Judging form how she looked she had a few small marks on her body, maybe looking a little dusty but over all she seemed okay, and not at all in fear of death given her snarky tone. Walking forward he would pick them up and carry them inside, of course most of these weren't needed but at least he didn’t need to buy certain flowers and herbs any more.

“Yes I think you have, but you got exactly what I wanted, and your little friend sure seems active and cute too. As I mentioned before here’s your reward.” Pulling out some of the earnings from his sells he would hand her a heavy bag of coins, enough to buy a nice house actually.

Additionally as he walked back in he would fish out a doughnut and also a lolipop too, she would notice right away it was different than the one she gave Ricter. But if she pulled off the wrapper she would be no doubt entranced by the diffidence he added to the item.

“This too, I want you to try it out, I tried to make your lolipop a bit better, maybe taste a bit better too. The doughnut should help with all the bumps, bruises, and bite marks.” Snickering he would smile and turn back on the oven, he never had raptor stew before but maybe it wouldn’t taste that bad.

 

[Kokonoe]

"I'm fine Raptors gave me some scratches." It was easily seen as a lie, the bites and scratches were way, too small, "I even got to play a long game of Mischief's tag game." The little creature ran into the house and jumped right into her chair. After all that careful planning she would end up losing her chair to the same little creature that stalled her all day. She would dust her self off and stretch with a long drawn out yawn, "I needed to right? Hehe... Thanks for the money!~ Though I have no idea with the rest of these flowers... I couldn't tell them apart and pay attention to enemies... So I picked all of them, the colored ones were around the giant hornet... I think? Maybe the giant killer plant... I left two Raptors behind... one was on fire and the other I left for the big guy in the cave."

She sniffed the air, "Something smells... Amazing~ And... do I smell Silvervine? Smells strong-" As he handed her the doughnut and lollipop she immediately started chowing down, "...Well i am single and you gave me a ring. Mng nom. And I think I could marry your cooking. Mng nom. Just saying, I wouldn't say no if you're proposing with sweets. Mng Nom." She started licking her fingers afterwards before carefully peeling off the wrapper so he could reuse it, she was the cheapest cheapskate of her entire science department. She sniffed it, "....Smells like you want to get me to feel amazing...! Well I'm not complainin'!" She'd say before sticking it in her mouth... It was better than home's. Sweeter. Energy filling... She felt like... like "I could cut out coffee entirely with this! I'd be able to get all my work done for days... That reminds me! I wanted to build something to help around her, maybe an add on to the house with a lab so I could tinker... And something to speed up your sweet shop! Mmm~ sweets." She started talking faster than normal, she had extremely quick thoughts. Guess the Silver-vine was a lot more than normal.

"I hope the Raptor tastes good... then again, I'm sure it will to you as a mustelid. One of you ate snakes or whatever." She said breaking her little swoon and rush of ideas.

 

[Ricter]

“Me neither, but its fine, maybe they can be used for other things. Like alchemy, or maybe seasoning.” The weasel had no clue what to use the other flowers for, but they would make for a nice decorative arrangement for the time being while he cooked.

Seasoning, tenderizing, and slowly cooking the meat was a practice he had grown used too, which for an animal was odd to say the least. But he wasn’t off put by cooking creatures that were similar only by a status of being a collective species, hell even humans were animals just with more intelligence.

Whats to say he wasn’t just a human that looked a lot more fuzzy, and a lot shorter and more adorable in some aspect as well. Nothing about this bothered him though, mostly because they were pretty feral in mindset probably and wouldn’t hesitate to eat him or Kokonoe if the shoe was on the other foot.

Yet what she did enjoy eating seemed to be his baking and knack for making sugar filled treats, being almost second to none in terms of cooking in this regard he appreciated the praise. Even laughing when she mentioned she wouldn't mind marrying his food, which could be arranged if she paid money for any additional snacks for just did more requests for him.

He was happy to service her, and the lolipops seemed to have the desired effect of just being good enough that she would love them. Not knowing he dumped way too much silver vine into the recipe. Oh well, it wasn’t that bad, and after all if Kokonoe enjoyed it then maybe more cats would too?

“I’m glad you like the doughnuts and lolipop, I made more, but try not too over do it, you’ll get pudgy form just eating sweets. Also no need to worry, I'm a great cook, I can make anything taste good, at least if I have enough seasoning and spice.”

Not that he minded, pudgy humans were nice to lay on, and were great for hugs. Aside from this though an hour or so would pass as Ricter was done cooking up the critters his feline friend brought in, offering the bones to a loca salesman he would actually hand Kokonoe the skull of a raptor.

“Here, maybe you could use it for your experiments? Or make a nice Trophy from it?” Not that he had already done this given he broiled and used chemicals to make the skin and meat come off, giving her a clean raptors skull with out much damage to it.

But in addition to her trophy he would offer a large bowl of food by placing it on her desk next to her, it was stew, and smelt really nice. It was hot as well, strait from the pot, and seemed to be made just for her as he used Silver-vine as a seasoning agent, ensuring she would have that extra kick in the pants to keep her going.

“I think I’m going to go in my room and eat, maybe lay down after that, did you need anything else Ms. Kokonoe?” He asked nicely, the weasel being polite as always and just as sweet too given he appreciated the company and also help just as much.

 

[Kokonoe]

"Heh, me pudgey? My metabolism is literally magical... It'll just go straight to my breast." She said but was clearly A cup... Maybe a low B... "Unfortunately, my brain uses a lot more sugar than average to process so not much ends up there. And I wasn't gifted with my mother's endowment." In short she was a genius, she wasn't just addicted to sweets... She needed them to even functiin properly... A double edged sword of people with high intellect...

She popped the lollipop out clean, the flavor was incredible... She'd need another soon but that could wait till after dinner. She couldn't remember the last time she had a normal meal, "We could eat together first you know, I don't often sit down with people. Mostly I am in my room discovering abstract things... Or spilling coffee on my papers before prompty throwing my table. I really need to stop doing that." She said before chowing down on the stew, she ate much slower than she ate her sweets. "I wonder if the saffron spice is around here... Rare expensive spice made from a flower..." She muttered, before placing the skull on the table. Perhaps she could make a skeletal diagram out of it or test on the weak spots of the skull. It was fitting for some desk decor.

"Honestly I can't remember the last time I was happy being somewhere." She was clearly lying by the subtle glimpse in her eyes. Hatred? A lot of it... It was surprising to see her inner emotions seen in her face, "Honestly it's nice to relax... Maybe I won't be as cranky. I can work at my pace instead of loght speed but my policy for people I work with stands. We don't hire people because they want in... We hire them when they prove useful or because they are wanted specifically. No test in the world is going to make me hire a scientist." What a harsh view... Whomever she worked for must've been terrifying, and since she stated she was the top scientist... Kokonoe must be strict... How strict? "Cecilia better not people be eating my chips in the lab. She knows the rules, penalty is being fired." Comically strict...

 

[Ricter]

Ricter was confused by her anatomy, what kind of magic did she have to only make her boobs get bigger if she ate a lot? Part of him wondered if ti was just a joke and if he should feed her more to see if it was a fib or not, but he wasn’t a naughty little thing, and more so would take her on her word.

Smiling gleefully either which way as she enjoyed her treats and even seemed to enjoy eating her stew as he opted to sit with her as well. Dragging over a stool to munch on the meat and veggie filled dish while letting her talk and display more of her emotions on her current situation.

Maybe now he could learn more about her before he went on to bed, after all he had time, just little to no energy after all of hat he has done now. “So you made it so it dose that? Though you don't need big boobs, not unless you really wanted someone to appeal towards.”

Which he would say no more on the subject unless he brought it up again, going to her next comment he would hope she wouldn’t spill any, but he had no problem cleaning it up.

“Saffron? Maybe, but I doubt if its in an easy to find location, maybe you could do some more hunting later to find some seasoning. I don't mind paying you more for your services.” A mutual give and take, money seemed like just an object to him, so long as he had food and a home he was happy.

“Well why not just work for yourself and your own interests? No need to hire people, though it sounds like you could just ‘make’ your own employee’s, so why not do that? As for your old office it should be fine, besides maybe you need this vacation to feel better.”

Ricter being the optimistic little weasel that he was he smiled and would even offer her another doughnut, he had made plenty plus she could partake in the lolipops later as well, just as long as she didn’t eat them all. He still had plenty to sell to those looking for sweet treats to eat.

“Also feel free to try and relax, I know this is all sudden for you, and you seem to miss your old life a bit, but if you need time. Or better yet space take as much time as you need, and you can stay for as long as you don't mind working from time to time.”

The offer was sound, and mostly because Ricter was such a nice person, but it was quite easy to see that he was offering this on the condition that she work too. Not just for him but her own self interests, since she seemed stressed out and in need of some relaxation, at least by hat he could tell.

In the mean time he was eating his food with a spoon, which looked cute for an animal like himself, using silverware, yet proper and the more he was around Kokonoe the more she would notice how human-like he was. Just with a diminutive body full of fuzziness.

 

[Kokonoe]

"More like it's half hereditary. My mother made magic in my realm, in a way I am a work of Science Fiction. Though I ended up having the smallest bust of my entire clan so I am considered a runt." She recalled all the jokes of her bust, at least they weren't cat jokes. It'd be the last one someone would make around her, or anyone for that matter.

"Saffron would be cool to hunt, yeah. Gives you more spices and the Jungle was surprisingly nice... Maybe I'll find a humaniod body for experimentation, then I can make my own worker. Iota will be the model's name, I'd rather not have to kill someone or a clone to make a new life." She slipped out her folder, it was bio-magitech extensive research to tap into infiniate energy by use of artificial life. Code named; Mu-12... Or Noel as she called herself. "If I find a way to link this place to my lab back in my world to send data I wouldn't have to leave and I could be on as long as a snack break as I want!~ Ooo another for me?~ Thanks." She said as she went to town on the doughnut.

"Being here iiiis relaxing, doing odd jobs is in a way refreshing. I'm just too used to being a boss. But that's fine, just means for once I can sleep for more than thirty minutes. You know in retrospect no wonder no one likes me at work. Hah." She took her shoes off as if reflexively and began eating as she sat indian style in her chair.

"Besides... Mng nom. This food is amazing. Mng nom." She could really talk with her mouthful, she was definately enjoying the cooking. "Most... Mng nom. Family or friend time I've had in years. Mng nom."