trans_9 | beds & sheets & pieces for homes (bendied anytime during shore leave)

Arha had been staring at beds for a very long time--some were simple, some ornate, some were streamlined and flowing to the point where they looked like they had been grown. There were large pods with lights in them, small pods, egg-shaped and fragile looking, there were wooden ones that were ornately carved with springy mattresses. Some of the mattresses were dense and reminded her of thick futons she had slept on as a child. They were rectangular, circle, slanted, square--some were even oval or bizarrely shaped to accommodate a range of non-humanoid species. She found several that floated with their attached anti-gravity units and were easily moved, those, too, came in a variety of styles.

A nest of blankets would only go so far in the City, after all.

She brushed her fingers over a panel of carved oct-o-poozes and laughed softly. There was still much to explore and she would have to consult her current bedmate on the matter. Too, she would get another bed or two, for the small villa she had found and begun to restore, had enough room for more than Kyle Katarn and herself. Arha consulted the funds she had barely dipped into and decided this was the proper course of action. She would purchase beds with mattresses, pillows, and fine, soft linens, and a table or two along with a proper chest for clothing. She had already decided upon Jed-Eye colors for the fabrics, soft sands, crisp whites, deep rusty browns, with soft, watery blue accents. It was the beds she had trouble with.

Should they be round? Square? Rectangle? That egg shape in the corner? The attached table on that one? Arha circled around the store once more.

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The Renne had been hard at work in a hotel kitchen not long ago. Simply put, there had been an impromptu bake-off between himself and the place's chef team and he'd loved every minute of it. The racing speed blended with the meticulous care to detail had been a perfect rush.
Renne had loved it, like he had loved doing similar things in other places of times past.

Now however, he finds himself in this place, carefully and curiously exploring. Reminded all too keenly of a gift recently bestowed upon him, Renne smiles a bit to himself. He could find something to reciprocate with...Here? Possibly.

Once he finds out where "Here" is.

Arha sat on the edge of one of the egg shaped beds and glanced across to one of the anti-gravity beds, visualizing it in the large bedroom of the villa she had found. Several other other beds were compatible with the smaller rooms and there was one that converted to a sitting lounge and had decent pillows. It was also the right shade of rust.

That bed was not too comfortable that she would sink into it and never return and would provide for any guests who might wish to stay. Arha was definitely preparing for such an eventuality seeing as this home she was fixing was not only for herself. There was enough space in it to house several individuals up to, at capacity six, with comfort. Any more and she would be forced to set up tents in the courtyard.

Such a prospect was not unappealing, though she was not sure if she ought to shop for tents while she was shopping for beds. The mattress she was on was too soft and she shifted before padding to an anti-gravity bed and testing it out.

It was most firm, even if it was box-like.

"I believe I do like this one," she murmured, bouncing a little.

I believe I do like this one...

Voices murmur back and forth, drifting through the air. In his explorations, the Renne finds himself investigating most, if not all, of the things he runs into. Beds? All of them? He's fascinated by them all, even tempted to try a few out.

But none of them, no matter how tempting, come close to something back onboard. Upon thinking of that something, Renne simply smiles and crawls onward.

When Arha's voice reaches his ears though, he can't help but let out a squeak.

"Awrrrr-ha!"

"Hello Renne," Arha said, pursing her lips as she contemplated the bed. "Are you looking for a bed to bring back to the ship? Such is what I am attempting to decide upon at this moment. At least two, perhaps three."

"Eeee, noh. Rrrr-enne wahnt fin-d prrrres-ent fohrrr Bee ahn-d Djay-Djay ahn-d Tarrr-Tarrr." Bit of a blush there. And a slight almost "peekaboo" (Almost!) when he crawls up onto one of the bouncier-type beds.

Oh, and look it's Arha's current bedmate right now wandering in to find her. He'd sensed her in the Force, and when he'd seen the store it led him to he was rather curious to see just what exactly she was up to. Walking up to her he smiled. "Now what could you be up to in a place like this?"

"Searching for something more comfortable than piles of blankets," she said, grinning as she slipped an arm around Kyle's waist. "Apparently, Renne is looking for gifts for his friends. Something tells me, this place isn't going to have them. This is all mostly for sleeping quarters."

Well if she was going to slip an arm wound his waist he'd just have to do the same. "Just about anything would be an improvement over a pile of blankets." Not that he really minded said pile as long as Arha was in them. "An actual bed would be amazing. Especially now that we have that nice place in the city."

"Also I think I saw a gift shop down the street if that helps the little guy out at all. Don't know if they have what he's looking for but it's a place to start."

"Mm, with sheets and pillows," Arha said almost lazily. "I was thinking of more than one bed, in case of visitors. Such seems only right." She gestured at the massive circular anti-grav bed that seemed fixed at the proper height for falling into.

"It is, I believe five shops back--the gift shop. But I do not know what you are looking for, so it is a difficult thing to aid you in your search."

"I hadn't thought of that, but it seems like a good idea." If nothing else it was somewhere for people to sleep after a bit too much drinking. Kyle looked at the bed for a minute deciding if he liked it. He'd never had an anti-grav bed. Rich people had them for the novelty, but he'd never seen the use. Of course having to move it through the ship he could see the practicality of it in this case.

"Eee. Rrrr-enne wahn-t ma-ke prrres-ent fohrrr Bee, Djay-Djay, Tarrr-Tarrr, Kee, Guy-iff ahn-d Awrrr-ha." Chirp.

And yes. The Renne's already bouncing a bit on this bouncy bed. Well, until the Male's voice registers in his big ears; at which point, he crawls back down to the floor. It takes a minute but he sniffs his way close enough to the Male to...well. Sniff at him.

Curious imp is curious.

"Wha-t yeu is?"

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