Day 4: Fursona (Ga Jiarg, Mia)
A small moment as two allies discuss gear and preparation.
"Your armor is slipping," Ga Jiarg said pointedly.
"Whoops! Let me fix that." The young BLADE unceremoniously dropped the load of materials she was carrying. The sand dampened the sound when they fell, but a soft clatter still echoed down the narrow canyon. Ga Jiarg waited for any response from a curious indigen, but the crash must have gone unnoticed. He flicked his whiskers slightly but otherwise remained impassive.
"You know," said Mia chattily as she fumbled with the elaborate fasteners that secured the Six Stars regal gear, "I love what you guys have developed for us, really I do. Worth the price and then some." A cord escaped from her fingers, giving her a temporary tail as it swung behind her. "Remind me to repay Cross for buying me this set."
Ga Jiarg's patience was not superhuman, especially after Mia's hip guard joined the cargo in the sand. "Hold still and I will help you," he growled, putting a hand on her shoulder to enforce his request. "You are as inexperienced as one of our kits, at least with this gear."
"You can tell that I just got it yesterday?" Mia asked undaunted.
He had her armor sorted out quickly. "Let us begin with your first lesson. The armor must sit firm but not tight. The knots you have used ..." Words failed him, so he merely untied the childish tangles and retied them using the proper method.
"Wow, you're like ten times as fast as me. It lays smooth now," Mia said, patting the chest piece with admiration. "Thank you!"
"A well-prepared knot will hold firm in adversity," Ga Jiarg recited. "Which means that teammates must work together from start to finish."
"You sound like my dads," Mia said with a laugh. "They were big on proper knots and stuff. It wasn't metaphorical though. They were mountain climbers, you know." She laughed again, but with a wistfulness had crept into her voice.
"They were not on your ship?" Ga Jiarg asked gently.
"Oh no, they disappeared when I was still in school. Usually I went with them, but they wanted me to focus on my education when I hit my teens. I miss them sometimes."
Ga Jiarg had finished arranging her armor to his satisfaction. "There. Do that little dance you do when things go well," he commanded. "But quietly. We don't want to draw indigen, not yet."
Mia grinned and did a silent cheer. Her face fell. "It's slipping again. Not as bad as before, but I think it's still too loose."
Ga Jiarg looked Mia up and down with a fierce frown. His ears flattened with dismay. "I think our designers failed to consider that you humans are ... are ..."
"Bouncy? Wriggly? Totally awesome?"
"Hairless. The fit works best with a soft underlayer."
It was Mia's turn to frown. "That bites, because I don't think I can convince Cross to sponsor me to a fursuit."
a/n: The alternate prompt was moonlight. Assume this happened at night.
Next up: Gijinka and key. I have an idea, if I remember what gijinka means. Or drop a suggestion, I beg of you.