[TOY] Plaything

[skinstealer]

You're hesitant at first. Nobody gives anything for free, that's the feeling you get. You don't have anything on you but your choker, and like hell you're giving that away, even if someone else considered it valuable. No way. You could probably just ransack some place, either abandoned or hell, just someone who wasn't home...

But...

This could be a good opportunity, as long as you played it safe and didn't agree to anything until you had full details. Besides, the sign seems to imply that you could work for food and a place to stay, and that's something you could figure out, probably. 

The cold seems to speed up your decision as you shiver, reaching for the handle before you can stop yourself.

You step inside.

The room you enter is small but...immensely warm feeling, both in temperature (thank god) and overall vibe. The walls are lined with wood paneling and crushed red velvet, framed pictures of toys having a great time serving as the main decor. Some of them are wearing...weird outfits and costumes, but they all seem to be laughing and holding each other. It's like nothing you've ever seen.

A toy ahead of you makes a throat-clearing noise, and you look to face them. There's a tinted fluid-filled toy standing at a podium, dressed in a red velvet vest and black slacks. Her body seems to be made up of half translucent plastic (letting the tinted water shine through) and half opaque, a tiny floating figure suspended between the opening of the vest. It moves when she talks, almost as if dancing- and with a closer look, you can see it moved by thin internal strings.

????: Party of one?
????: What services can I help you with today?
 

Her voice is professional, but you don't feel threatened by it.