Radiance Chapter 6: Dancing in the Moonlight.
Visa watched Seven with curiosity as he washed out the stange human contraption that he was calling a still though he did make a point of telling her he had absolutely no idea how he knew that or how to even operate it, but once it was clean to his standards he filled it up and lit it.
Pretty soon clear water was coming out and filling up the jars he put underneath it and it had considerably less radiation than when it went in and in her opinion tasted better as well, not that the radioactive water out of the pump would truly bother her or her brother as their anatomy essentially made them immune to it.
But it was fascinating to watch him work, she also got a chance to see him using that mysterious ability of his to perform certain tasks that would have required the use of specialised tools, like when he couldn't gt some bolts off the top of the tank with the wrench he found he used his power to pry them off before she could offer to help him, which both surprised her and saddened her a little because she saw the pain it caused him etched in his face.
But he seemed determined to do it himself like he had something to prove to both himself and the others as well, though what that was she wasn't sure, but it was still fascinating to watch him work.
Her brother had also been unusually quiet since he'd come back in from apologising to Seven about his hurtful remarks, he was just sat in the corner of the room seemingly lost in deep thought about something, she also noticed he seemed to keep glancing at both her and Seven like he was trying to figure something out.
While this was going on Wisp seemed to have busied herself with fixing up her robotic body, she seemed to be removing her limbs one at a time and was trying to remove the dust and sand from inside it, there was something rather amusing about watching a robot sat on the floor holding one of its own legs upside down and shaking the dust out of it while calling it a shit-filled cunt waffle.
Once they were finished with their tasks Seven decided he wanted to study the map on that Pipboy thing of his to see if there was anywhere close by that would be a good start for looking for supplies, but before he could sit down Ven jumped up.
"Here come sit over here next to Visa so she can help you, you know what my crazy tail of a sister is like, she'll only moan if you make a plan without including her in it," ven said quickly grabbing Seven's shoulder and steering the surprised and confused looking human over to the mattress and plonking him down next to her on it.
Visa growled at her brother, "Will you stop calling me a bloody crazy tai!?" she huffed in annoyance and Ven gave her a fangy grin.
"Yeah sure, when your tail stops being crazy," he said while retreating safely out of cuffing range.
"Honestly planning a run would be a good idea, flying by the seats of our pants simply isn't going to cut it for long, there's a lot of shit we have to consider here, we need to stay under the radar so that the Enclave doesn't get wind of our position for starters, that means trying to avoid populated areas because no offence you two are going to draw human attention like a guy sitting there minding his own business draws wasps," Wisp said shaking her left arm like a maraca with her right.
Visa huffed in annoyance, not at the planning aspect she too thought this was a good idea, but at her brothers shit-eating grin, he was up to something she could smell it, but the question was what?
Shrugging she decided planning would take her mind off things and she shifted over closer to Seven who was operating the map on his arm, she had problems seeing the small little screen without leaning down and blocking his view with her head, which caused him to complain because he couldn't see what he was doing to operate the controls.
Why don't you sit behind him? You can look over his shoulder then?" Ven offered and Visa both huffed and internally baulked at that suggestion, that would put her and the human a lot closer than she would like, hell sitting like this on the mattress next to him with her tail loosely coiled around his side because she simply had nowhere else to put it was already making her feel pretty odd.
Seven glanced up at her, "It's fine Visa I don't mind honestly, sure beats staring at the back of your head" he said with a weak smile like he wasn't sure the joke was going to be appreciated.
"Oh, I'm sure my sister won't mind you looking at the back of her head as long as you hunt her dinner first and maybe give her tail a wash," Ven said with a grin and Visa simply froze up for a moment before snarling at her brother for the insinuation as she saw Seven turn that pretty red colour again.
"I am not some hussy skank claw who lifts her tail for any male who drops a mole rat at her feet!! This proud claw is reserved for a true male, one who has manners and knows about respect and honour!" she snarled at her giggling brother angrily.
Visa huffed and grumbled to herself as she decided to take Seven's invitation to sit behind him so she could see the map thing batter, shifting her weight along the mattress that was crushed almost flat beneath her sizable mass, the only way she was going to be able to do this was either to squat behind Seven or sit behind him, she chose the second one as the first really didn't seem very lady claw-like to her.
So slotting a large leg on either side of Seven's lithe slender human frame she shifted forwards till he was almost sat with his back resting against her like she was a living chair, she placed a large clawed hand on either of his shoulders and leaned forwards her chest swells pressing against his back slightly as she angled herself to ensure he didn't wind up with either his head wedged between them or pushed forwards by them, sometimes being a female was a royal pain in the tail hole.
Resting her head nearly atop Seven's head Visa got a whiff of Seven's pheromones, he was still a little nervous of her which given both her size and her current proximity to him was to be expected but it still made her feel a little sad that he was frightened of her, granted it made her feel powerful but sad also.
Suddenly she noticed a rather stupid grin plastered on her brother's face, "What are you smiling about?" she growled and he simply smiled even wider.
"Oh nothing, I was just thinking how odd it is that humans and claws seem to fit together so well, almost like it was by design or something," he said and Visa looked down and realised that Seven did indeed seem to fit rather well against her body and in the gap between her large thighs, which sent a white-hot flash of embarrassment through her from the tip of her tail to the tips of her horns.
She couldn't push Seven away otherwise she'd hurt him and given her back was almost against the wall there was nowhere to go anyway, so she opted to simply growl angrily at her brother and then focus in on the planning while hoping that Seven wouldn't notice the tinged blush to her scales or the heat coming off her, though other than the blush and getting a little fidgety he seemed to be doing a rather good job of ignoring her annoying brother, though she did wish he would stop fidgeting as he was brushing the sensitive scales on the insides of her thighs and it was sending tingles along her legs and up into her belly filling it with hot little flies that seemed to be buzzing around in there.
Suddenly Wisp's head appeared in her view and she'd appeared next to them and Visa got a sudden hot flash of anger that both surprised her and scared her, because it was defensive anger that a female claw got when she saw another female sniffing around her male, wherein the name of hell had that come from?
Seven was no one's male and he certainly wasn't hers, he was fucking human for one thing which was infact the major thing, he was not a claw male or otherwise, so where the hell had that defensive jealous instinct come from?
"I think there are two real candidates here, one is this trainyard and the other is this thing marked bos safehouse" Wisp said pointing at the two little icons on Seven's map with her now reattached arm.
Seven looked up at her questioningly, "What made you choose them?" he asked.
"Elementry my dear Seven, because the previous owner of this Pipboy has taken the liberty of marking the word 'clear' under their names, look here and here, I would take that to say that they've cleared out the hostiles from the area, so it should be safe for us to have a poke around and see what we can find," she said smugly.
"Oh, so that's what that means, yeah there's a few like that but most are too far away to be worthwhile" Seven said pointing to a few others dotted about.
"We should avoid these ones, I saw this NCR thing in the Enclave database, it stands for New California republic and that would mean these are outposts, which means armed soldiers" Wisp said pointing to the nearest one to them which was marked 'Camp Golf'.
"Yes, we should avoid soldiers as I really don't feel like having my tail shot off" Visa agreed injecting herself into the conversation.
Seven nodded in agreement, "We should avoid the surrounding areas to them as well as I'm willing to bet there will be patrols around as well" he said making them nod in agreement.
"Alright the train yard and the safehouse it is then, we'll head out as the sun begins to set," Seven said and there were nods of agreement all around.
They decided to get some rest while waiting for the sun to go down, Seven decided to get some sleep while Wisp and her brother decided to make some food with the meagre supplies they had on hand for the organic beings like them, Seven was going to sleep on the floor next to the mattress, he'd taken his armour and upper shirt off due to the heat in the shack, despite being in the shade the desert heat was relentless.
Visa had tried to protest stating that his body was much frailer than hers and he needed the mattress more and that it was even designed by humans for humans, but Seven simply smiled at her and replied, "Well now it can be something designed by humans for humans given by a human to a claw to use" he said and with that, he'd laid down next to it and placed his head on the pile of armour padded with his shirt.
Visa felt utterly lost and confused, never before had any being other than one of their own kind and even then not to this degree shown her such kindness, she lay down on the mattress and looked at him, she suddenly also realised she was actually missing the feeling she'd been getting when sat with him on the mattress, those subtle little things slike him moving his rear to get comfortable and brushing the inside of her large thigh, or him straightening his back and accidentally bumping her chest, the soft scent of him wafting up to her.
