Sorta 2nd Skin

[Circe]

"Right then, I'll hit up the Asylum and ask 'em about what is best ta use ta force my gimps into their suits," Circe jokes, "They'd buy that. I mean while I didn't use anything when getting inta the prototype," the bland grey thing with a knife hole, "Getting out was a pain in the ass, so maybe powder helps with that."

Circe had no idea what was so funny about it, guess she'd have to have been there to see Boy's bluster fall apart. Then she folds her arms with a serious expression upon her face. She gives Sonja a nod of approval, "Defy the mouse. Fight the great global conglomerate with all yer might."

And her a Klingon? "Who knows," she shrugs, "Personally I happen ta like my smooth forehead," she rubs it for emphasis. "And I much prefer Italian ta that weird Trekkie language," then laughs loudly at the mention of bat'leth, "Given Trekkies I'm sure their are metal copies out there. And if a rusty piece of metal can shank somebody," she inhales before sighing, "It can probably, ahem," she raises her free hand to make air quotes, "Work."

After a moment of thought she clarifies, "We ca also Google it. But it came from sci-fi so it has ta be crazy impractical. Like giant war robots."

The Fairest quirks an eyebrow as she thinks of joke to make. But doesn't, "Yes it'd be like Wonderwoman, wait, she did a magical girl thing. Batgirl, wait, she had a flag pole. Oh, like Super Girl, wear it under yer clothes instead of underwear."

[Sonnie Wu]

"How do you pee in this thing, anyway?" She curiously prodded the suit with the tip of her tail.

"Yeah! Down with corporate monopolies! Eat the rich!" Sonnie yelled and cheered, then paused as something occurred to her, "You wanna go to Disneyland? I kinda wanna go to Disneyland now..."

"I should just stick to me staff, anyway. I've gotten pretty good with it," she nodded, "Though, there is nothing impractical about giant robots. You think we could hedgespin a mecha monkey?"

"Wonder Woman is a magical girl?" This seemed to confuse the Emerald Courtier. "Batgirl's a stripper? What comic books have you been reading?"

[Circe]

"Oh, huh. Ah! Like an astronaut, ya don't!" She says with a massive smile before laughing, "Oh ho ho ho ho, I'll include a butt flap like those old timey pajamas. Thank ya fer pointing that out before it got awkward while wearing it."

Sonja then manages to get Circe confused with that odd combination. "Uh. Aspetta, cosa?? Ya want to go to Disney ta eat, no no no," she shakes her head as she looks at the Beast, "Ya want ta vandalize the place or something? Rob it? Because I'd need more prep time ta fight off their commandos."

The scoffs as Sonja doesn't heed her advice, "A moisture farmer with a grenade killed a giant robot. And from a practical stand point a tank is a much, much simpler design then a bipedal robot. Even that'd need multiple gear heads. So no," she makes an X with her arms, "We do not have nearly enough ta make a mecha monkey. Cole and I had plans fer a tracked Trod cutting machine, kinda like a bulldozer with robot chainsaw arms but," Circe gives a sad head shake.

"She spun around, got a flash of light and loud music, then had a new outfit. That's a magical girl ta me," was her explanation. "Stripper? Oh ho ho ho ho! That'd be the best superhero ever! But no. I meant the Bats would do this thing of sliding down a firemen's pole in civies and land in costume. Though a stripper pole would've been much better. At least she could've gotten a workout on it, oh ho ho ho ho!"

[Sonnie Wu]

"Whoo-hoo! I love butt flaps! They're so cute!" The Beast laughed, shaking her behind, "That solves one problem! Well, two."

"Rob Disneyland? No, I just want churros, and to go on Space Mountain. Oh, and Haunted Mansion!" Who wouldn't like doing all that? Boring people, that's who.

Sonnie blinked her eyes, not really following Circe's TV superheroine descriptions (before her time, really), then shrugged, "Um, 'kay. So, what's next? Anything else I need to do for this cat-monkey suit?"

[Circe]

"True!" She agrees with the Beast. Whether it is cute or solution is not specified. As for Disney she nods along,"Churros are awesome. Buuut I can simulate Space Mountain though then we'd hafta lose the cops so," she laughs.

More to do? She looks at her phone then groans, "Right, forgot about that." Circe picks back up the tape measure, "Sonja? Imma need ta feel up yer tail. Also measure around it again ta account fer angles with the hole. Yer gonna need ta strike a couple of poses."

[Sonnie Wu]

She snorted in laughter, which she didn't bother to suppress, "Uh, okay. I mean, it'd hardly be the first time. Just tell me the poses!"

At least her tail wasn't ticklish. Not that it would make this any less awkward.

"Dude, I could go for a churro right now."

[Circe]

Circe knelt down on one knee behind Sonnie with the tape measure on the Beast's buttocks. "Bend over, bend back, left, right, and whatever other poses stretch yer tail's, uh, anchor point?"

She wraps the tape measure around the tail before putting it back to the butt, "Already got tail's diameter, just don't want it getting pinched at the base." Circe guessed that'd hurt.

She didn't know the right word for the anatomy. "They ain't that hard ta make," she says while taking the measure, "Churros. I made coffee filled donuts. Churros are a kinda stick donuts so no worries. Oh!"

Circe's expression, which Sonnie can't see lest she moves to look, screamed for a light bulb. "Idea ya gave me. Imma spin up a tool ta help me with metal work. It'll help with the finishin bits fer a lot of stuff in the future. Like guns. Or prettying up any weapon really."

[Sonnie Wu]

The tail was, of course, an extension of her spine. While a human's spine ends in the coccyx, an internal fusion of vestigial vertebrae, there was nothing vestigial, or internal, about Sonnie's spine. Covered in short reddish-brown hairs, it ran over five feet in length. Base to tip, the tail was probably as long as she was tall.

The Beast complied, bending this way and that as instructed. She glanced over her shoulder at the blue elf. "I gave you the idea?"

[Circe]

"Yes ya did," then hums as she runs her hand along the tail, "Still soft. Do ya use Head and Shoulders fer this? Oh," she placed the tape measure away, "That should do, do ya want a circle, square, or pyramid fer yer tail whole?" Circe stands up, "It will not be flush ta the tail just so ya know."

[Sonnie Wu]

"You done fondling me?" She smirked and turned around. "Ummm..." she considered the options a moment, "Circle sounds fine."

"So, how did I give you an idea for... metal work, was it?" The Beast seemed honestly curious as to how she inspired the Fairest.