It was a slow day at the restaurant. There was actually very few people coming in, which was normally for the small restaurant. They didn't really get many customers anyways, though it's still a miracle how they're still open. Sissy leans against the doorway with a sigh. Today her job was to "attract" people into the restaurant by wearing a maid outfit. By now, this was normal for her, with a new skimpy outfit every couple of days. People have different tastes she noticed after a few weeks of doing this. Sometimes different outfits would bring in different people. She wondered who a maid outfit would bring. Perhaps it was going to be some wierdo. She gets those types of people a lot, that get way to handsy with her and she ends up beating them to a pulp. Not all the guys were creepy pervs though, she's actually met a few people. They don't conversate for long, but at least they'll take the time to talk to her. "So, how will the gods treat me today?"
A crisp slap echoed out through the street not far from the woman who was currently tempting fate. The poor victim of the slap, was, as usual, Korra. The fragile woman crumpled quickly from the blow, even though it was a simple slap, Korra wasn't someone who had a strong constitution in the first place. The angry adventurer who slapped her had already stormed off and away from her after swinging while Korra gathered herself once more. A bright red hand print across her face, her weak constitution made such injuries difficult for her to hide but even so she had no real ill will towards the woman. Despite her nature, even Korra knew how far she went wasn't exactly tolerable so these exchanges weren't anything that bothered her or stirred negativity in the mellow woman. By the time she rose back to her feet, she dusted off her outfit making sure the lute at her back wasn't damaged before continuing on her walk. She'd only managed to make a step before her eyes met Sissy's. Korra's body seemed to visibly stiffen, it was a pose that anyone who knew Korra would know led to the same troubling situation she'd just managed to escape from. With a tongue moistening her lips giving them a glossy finish, Korra began to approach the woman in a maid outfit with open arms. Her intentions perhaps somewhat clear from the intensity of her gaze, but she maintained a civil outlook by opening with conversation. "Ah! Perfection! But a maid outfit though... Why? No no, we could do better. You're not the maidly type yourself are you?" She asked, as if pegging the girl as someone who suited something different from an outfit meant for people who were docile or subservient.
Someone approached her, and it was a woman. Both were very rare while she was doing this job. Normally she would just see people watching her, looking as if they were trying to muster up enough courage to talk to her. She was surprised, wondering if the girl was interested in her too. That or Sissy was just full of herself like always. "Yeah, I'm not really one for the whole maid costume. Should've seen me last week, they had me dressing like a cat." She shivered just at the thought of what they made her wear. The outfit was so skimpy and revealing, she couldn't bear wearing it. She took the time to examine the girl. Sissy digged the long silver hair, always envied those with silver hair, an she seemed to be a tad bit scrawny. "Hey, are you an adventurer? Got a familia?"
Korra only chuckled back a little at the thought of the girl dressing as a cat. While it was adorable in her head, Korra shook her head in reply, giving Sissy a once over from head to toe, as if analyzing and doing some kind of complicated perverted math in her head, she eventually heaved a soft sigh trying to decide what outfit would look best on the woman. "A cat sounds adorable... But for you~" She murmured trying to walk around the girl to make her once over more in depth, scanning her up and down repeatedly with a warm gaze. "I'd think bandage wrap over the chest-- maybe a good open jacket, some kind of tight pants too... Yeah, something like that." She murmured stroking her chin in thought even as her hair blew softly with a gentle breeze. The outfit she described was one you might expect a rough and tumble thug to wear, it was a tomboy's outfit, but she seemed to peg Sissy as looking best in this sort of clothing from her figure. With a few nods of confirmation, as if agreeing with herself, she settled with a soft longing sigh, straightening back up at the girl's question about her. "An adventurer?... I guess, I'm not the type to get my own hands dirty." She admitted with a mellow chuckle, raising her shoulders with a casual shrug. "I'm a supporter-- If you want to be an adventurer, then I make sure your adventure runs smoothly. That's the role I play; though I do have a familia-- What about you mm? Are you looking to break into the field yourself?" She asked, her tone musing as she glanced over Sissy once more, but the perversion in her gaze was replaced by a professional criticism.
She stood there and watched as the girl looked her up and down. She had an odd look to her, that only Sissy could imagine what she was thinking. Being stared at by another woman was odd, as she's used to mainly guys staring at her. When she commented on a new outfit for her, Sissy began to think about it. "Hmm... Now that you say that, it sounds like it'll look well on me." She then listen to the girl describe herself. "A supporter huh? I've seen a few people with supporters in the dungeon, didn't think i'd actually meet one." She said this with a curious look on her face, as she's always up to learn something new. "Me? I'm a part-time adventurer. I mainly do it for when i get bored, though my end goal is to become a legend of some sort." She blushed saying the last sentence, knowing that her whole goal was stupid. "You hungry? I mean, I do work at this restaurant behind me. Plus, i should be on break in a few. Could always use someone to eat with."
Korra gave a mellow chuckle, nodding back, seeing that the girl agreed was that much more delightful though anything that showed a great deal of skin was something Korra could naturally appreciate but the person themselves being interested was always a bonus. Crossing her arms, clearly content, she nodded happily. "Naturally, I mean I might not have the greatest tastes but I'm not exactly inept either. I take great pride in knowing how to make someone shine brightly~" She mused clearly proud. Though hearing her question her nature as a supporter a little, Korra couldn't help flashing a warm grin in response. "Why not? Supporters aren't so uncommon, though I doubt there are many who would stay a supporter as long as I am. It's a career for me more then it is a passing apprenticeship." She explained knowing that some people were supporters because they weren't yet good enough to be a normal adventurer. Korra on the other hand intended to be a professional supporter and support people all the way down to the lowest of floors where a normal supporter wouldn't survive. The girl's goal made her giggle though, it was cute, far too much so, she ended up lifting a hand with a relaxed sigh. "That's an adorable dream, I won't fault you for that, if you need someone to carry you though I'm the cheapest around~" She teased with a wink before trying to slip an arm around Sissy as she spoke. Without hesitating she tried to pull herself to the woman's side as she walked towards the restaurant that Sissy pointed out. "Sure thing though, we can eat and have a good chat about adventuring, it'll be fun~"
