ForgetfulBadger
Posted on 2019-01-05 21:29:37 Score: 0 (vote Up/Down)    (Report as spam)
>Violet watched her patient squirm his way to the back of the large red sofa, keeping as much distance between them as possible.
>Even though weasels were flexible by nature, he moved stiffly, as if the pants and button up shirt had constricted him like a snake.
>His paw constantly fidgeted with the belt cinched around his hips.
>Mentally, the rabbit sighed. She knew it was part of the job, but this client had been one of the most closed off she'd had in years.
>Nearly every attempt to dig deeper met a layer of bedrock stubbornness, refusal, and sometimes outright hostility.
>Violet tapped the end of her pen on the clipboard, announcing the start of the session.
>"You look nice today, Duke," she said.
>A controlled smile played over her muzzle.
>The weasel snorted.
>"Why thanks, Ms. Violet. Ain't so bad yourself."
>Another comment bubbled up in his chest, but he clamped down, biting his tongue.
>He dug his claws into his legs.
>"I like the color of your dress, Ms. Violet. Reminds me of my mama."
>The rabbit pounced on the opening.
>"Did she like blue, too?" she asked, fingering the hem of her skirt.
>"She liked all them pretty colors. Poor as dirt, but she managed to scrounge enough fabric scraps to make a dress for each season. When I was a tiny kit, I used to hide in her closet and pretend I was inside a rainbow."
>A wistful glaze settled over his eyes.
>"She made them all by paw?"
>Still gazing at the ceiling, the weasel nodded.
>"She made all our clothes by paw--me, my brothers, Hell, even my dad's jacket and pants. She was amazing."
>Violet leaned forward, tapping her foot.
>"Seems like you got a lot of your resourcefulness from her."
>"Yeah, I guess you could say that. But I'd say the stealing came from my pops."
>Violet raised an eyebrow, scribbling down messy notes.
>"Did he teach you how?"
>Duke shook his head, smiling sadly.
>"No, Ms. V. I don't think watchmaking and thievery really mix all too great."
>"So how would you say he...helped you learn these skills."
>Duke pointed to the device wrapped around her wrist.
>"You know how many pieces there are in one of those things?" he asked. Violet shook her head.
>"130," he said. "I might have been shit at building them, but your fingers learn how to be real nimble, if you know what I'm saying."
>"I do."
>"Watches were the first thing I started lifting off mammals. I could always tell which ones were the real expensive ones."
>Violet felt something stir inside her chest.
>Now they were getting somewhere.

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