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Felicia Hardy     Run into each other in passing in recent memory, Felicia did agree to be a model for the young woman, Vivian. Felicia didn't think it odd at the time, and actually set aside time for the two of them to get together and find a room within the Avenger's mansion in order to have some time for modelling work to allow Viv to continue to practice her sketching and artistry skills.

    Felicia is already in the room, wearing a simple pair of short shorts and a thin camisole with extra straps appearing beneath the thin top. "Is this outfit okay, or do you want something else?" Felicia asks when Viv appears.
Vivian Vision Vivian Vision isn't around the Avengers Mansion every day. Her Father doesn't live there and it's a long trip over from school. But she knows enough of the Avengers socially to be a familiar face. And her 'be more Human by doing Human things' project is hardly a secret!

It is however tricky finding people willing to model. So many of the people she knows are either superheroes with secret identities, extremely busy with mad science projects or just uncomfortable with the idea of posing. Finding someone both willing and able to pose is quite the boon, especially with the summer break here at last.

She's dressed much as she always is. Yellow cargo pants (lots of pockets to keep art supplies in) and a green top that matches her green hair. Plus of course she has a large sketch pad.

"The choice of outfit is really up to you Miss Hardy. Whatever you will feel most comfortable in." She pauses, then adds "The last time I tried provide a selection of costumes my model got carried away playing dress up." She makes a polite cough. "I think some of the drawings might have been a little more forward than initially intended as a result."
Felicia Hardy     "You're the artist though." Felicia says, looking to Vivian and taking a deep breath, "It's why I wore simple clothes. I'm here to help you. Tell me what you need or want and like a proper model, I'll be what you need me to be." Felicia explains. She's been on enough shoots and catwalks to know it's not about her, it's about the clothes she's wearing, or not sometimes. But it's also about the artist trying to capture her.

    "I'm professional enough to know to not play dress up." Felicia says with a wink of her eye and a hint of her tongue coming out towards Vivian, being casual, calm but giving clear expectations that will help the budding artist grow and become more comfortable. "Pose me where, how and wearing what you want to draw." Felicia says with a kindly smile and a glow behind her blue eyes.
Vivian Vision Vivian Vision tilts her head to one side. "What sort of modelling do you usually do?" she wonders. "Maybe that will help inspire me. I've... not really had a lot of experience directing models before. The first person I sketched had a very specific outfit in mind. And I've already told you about the second."

It's hard to tell for sure with her non-Human skin colour but a discerning eye, like that of a master thief, can probably pick up a hint of a blush.

"My goal is to create art that's more than just a simple photograph grade replica of something I've seen. But to also make the subject look as attractive and beautiful as possible."
Felicia Hardy     "I usually do more clothing line work, some perfume commercials and adverts, the occasional catwalk, but it's all different in little sort of ways." Felicia says, "I wanted to be an actress, but I'm not good at acting." Felicia says with a frowning smile. "You need to forget about the other two you've drawn and take control of this scenario, and I'm going to give you my trust initially, and if there's something I don't like or feel comfortable with, I'll tell you, but like I said, you have to take control, don't worry about degrading me or making me upset." Felicia then lifts her fist and shows off a decent bicep and then flicks it. "I'm a big strong girl. Tell me what you want Viv."

    Standing up and moving closer to Vivian and without warning she wraps the red woman up in a huge hug. "Lets do something experimental. I want to look beautiful and attractive too, so tell me what you want to draw, tell me how to stand, or sit, and what to wear." Felicia smiles and drops the hug.
Vivian Vision Vivian Vision makes a sort of shy squeek at the hug, then bites her lip and nods. "That seems like good advice," she agrees. "With your permission I'll take a look at what items of clothing you have available then?"

The synthezoid gives a pause that's long enough for a response and, if no negative comments are made, starts to open drawers and look around in them. Picking out things she thinks would look cute and putting them to one side.

"I am thinking I would like to try drawing something which has fine detail," She muses to Felicia, opening another drawer without actually looking as she speaks. "Something with lace or frills. And as you are tall and.." She blinks a few times. "Have curves. The pose should take advantage of those things."
Felicia Hardy     "You're quite shy..." Felicia notes, smiling softly with her eyes as she watches Viv squeak and then move over towards the trunk she brought full of clothes she's worn on shoots before, and some she hasn't. "Feel free." Felicia says with an inviting hand gestured towards the small chest of drawers with some of Felicia's things in them.

    Raising an eyebrow and smiling with half her mouth, Felicia steps closer to watch Viv make her decisions, and bumping the sythezoid with her hip. "Now you're getting the hang of it." *Pause for effect* "Keep going." Felicia encourages.
Vivian Vision "It depends on the situation," Vivian admits. "But sometimes yes. There are many things about Humans I don't really understand very well. And I worry a lot that I'll break an unspoken rule of Human behavior.. And as my core directive is to be as Human as I can..."

She shrugs. "The irony is that worrying excessively also risks the same end result. And is likely pointless as you've made it clear you'll alert me if something will make you uncomfortable."

She glances back to Felicia but this time it's a more clinical & appraising look. Her eyes even seem to glow a brighter yellow. "Everything I'm selecting should fit according to my measurements."

She lays out two piles of items. Looks at them for a while and then nods to herself. "That should do." She points to one of them. "While it is mostly what would be considered undergarments it will cover roughly as much as a swimsuit would."

Sure enough there's a selection of garments that Felicia probably kept for date nights. Stockings to show off her legs, frilly underwear and a lacey bustier.
Felicia Hardy     "You seem quite human to me..." Felicia says casually, as if it were the truth. "I mean, what IS human anyways?" She continues as she reaches to the hem of her camisole and crosses her arms before she peels the thin top off and starts to reach behind her back to undo her bra.

    "You have great taste." Felicia says, casually undressing in order to put the requested underwear and bustier on. "Y'know, I've never modelled swimsuits. I think most advertisers think I'm TOO curvy to show off clothes like that." She shrugs her shoulders and pouts slightly.
Vivian Vision "Thank you. I've had to work very hard at it," Vivian says with a shy smile. "I found that learning to cook was a good experience. It forced me to think about what someone will like in various ways. From taste, texture, presentation and nutritional value. And was quite tricky when I don't consume food myself."

Her head tilts to one side, then looks down at herself. "I do not think that people thinking I am too curvy will ever be an issue for me. I do not expect to grow much. To be honest I'm not even sure I /can/ grow."

She distracts herself looking around the room for portions of the costume change. She does have to pick out a location and a pose after all.

"As for the pose. Could you stretch out on one of the mansions..." She pauses to look the word up. "Ah it's called a chaise lounge. Adopting an expression like." She blinks a few times while thinking up a way to explain her idea. "Like you're thinking of a secret. Something absolutely wicked."
Felicia Hardy     "Cooking and eating aren't inherently human though. Every living thing has a preference for tastes and textures. I mean, other animals may not cook exactly but they eat what they like and all." Felicia says, as she bends over to change her shorts and panties to what Vivian picked out. Unphased, the thief doesn't seem shy in the slightest about her body. Adjusting the bustier to sit right and be as comfortable as possible while flattering her figure, Felicia then steps over behind Viv and asks. "Heels or bare feet?"

    Then slipping past the younger girl, Felicia sits on the long chair and stretches, feeling the fabric against her skin and allowing that to relax her further. She takes a moment to get comfortable on the chair, then a moment longer for her hands to roam and make sure the fabrics are sitting right and not bunching up against herself or the chair, and then finally her hair is raked through to fall softly on her shoulders and she ends with a moment of looking just past Vivian and a pause to suck on her lower lip in a lustful look. "A real, cat which got the cream kind of look yeah?" She says with a wiggle of her eyebrows.
Vivian Vision Viv picks up some stockings from the pile of clothing. "Neither?" she says, trying to sound more confident than perhaps she feels as she holds them out. "The lacey bits will be more fun to draw than shoes."

She moves over to where she'll be doing her drawing from. Getting a good angle. "I think. Maybe if you move your knee just a little bit further it'll show off.." She seems to steel her resolve. "Your butt." Not that she says the last bit loudly. Baby steps.

"That is exactly the phrase I was thinking of. But I did not wish to use it because I thought you probably would have heard far too many bad cat puns." Once her model is comfortably in position she starts to draw. "You don't have to worry about remaining perfectly still. I can compensate for small motions. I also find it helpful to chat with my subject as I draw. If that's okay? I think to capture the essense of someone you should try to know them. It seems logical, no?"
Felicia Hardy     "I've heard pretty much ALL the bad cat puns." Felicia says as she drops her 'come hither' face and slips on the stockings, slowly, carefully, fingers placed expertly to follow up the hems to make sure the fabric is smooth against her bare legs. Felicia gasps and looks up towards Viv and with the worst fake shocked face she can muster, Felicia says, "You said butt! How could you?" And then starts to put on the second stocking.

    Winking as she lays back down, and takes the note of bending her knee ever so slightly and twisting her upper half just so, the full hourglass figure is accentuated by the way the chair bends.

    "How's this?" Felicia asks before biting her lower lip once more.
Vivian Vision Vivian Vision pouts at the teasing. But it's clearly not /upset/ pouting. "Didn't you know young people are known for our bad language?" she informs. "That and spending large amounts on avocado. Although I don't eat so.. Well, strictly speaking I just don't need to do it. And while the eating itself isn't distasteful the process which comes after is.."

She's been drawing the entire time. Mostly getting the furniture and background completed while Felicia gets herself ready. "That is perfect. A bit like you've done something similar in the past." Her head tilts to one side. "Now that I think about it I would not be shocked if you had broken into a romantic partners place to give them a surprise in the past."

Once she starts working on the Felicia part of the drawing the outline takes shape pretty quickly. Taking a very 1930s burlesque inspired theme. "May I ask, what was the worst modelling job you've taken and why?"
Felicia Hardy     "You think I'd break into a boyfriend's, or girlfriend's place and surprise them with ME as their birthday present, wearing some pieces of paper and a nice bow to finalize their gift?" Felicia asks, "I'm astounded and shocked. SHOCKED I say." The thief says before adjusting the bustier once again and smirking towards the artist.

    Felicia pauses, and the bit lip is allowed to fall as she becomes more pensive than lascivious and tries to recall. "There was a shoot for some bottom of the market perfume for men. They had me and this REALLY handsome man, abs, biceps, glutes, the whole package, gayer than a three dollar bill, but still, he was sweet and funny and SO good to look at and stand against for the shots they wanted. Bad part was the perfume stank and they wanted us to wear it, and there was a lot of ... beach shots. Sand gets EVERYWHERE!" Felicia complains and widens her eyes to really get the point across. "And it hurts."
Vivian Vision "I didn't really put any thought into the gender of your hypothetical partner," Vivian clarifies. "Nor did I think of a birthday. Actually you just seem confident enough you'd do it because you wanted to. I hope I'll feel that confident some day." Another cough. "Not that I'd break into a house for anything indecent." She can phase so no breaking in required.

"The sand issue. I've never had a problem like that. I can just shift out of phase and I'm instantly clean, dry and sand free." A shrug. "Also every time I've been to the beach there's been a natural disaster, attack of fish men or some kind of giant sea monster. With the exception of the beach on Themyscira. Which was probably the most stunning coastal locating I have ever seen."

Her drawing process is fast. Inhumanly so. Each line done with exact precision and confidence. Not a single pause or error she needs to correct. So that in the time it'd usually take someone to get the outlines done she's already moving on to fine detail.
Felicia Hardy     "Okay, NOW I'm jealous." Felicia says, squinting with a touch of faux malice towards Vivian. "Phasing powers would be perfect for things like that. No sandy crotch. No breaking into places. Nothing..." Felicia says and goes back to biting her lip for a brief moment before asking, "How's the sketch coming along? Are you getting what you want to get?" She can't help but ask, the woman is curious as a cat.
Vivian Vision "I can also create crypto currency by thinking," Vivian mock whispers conspiratorially. "So I have never required to expend any effort to obtain money. To be fair though Janet would give me any if I needed it so.."

"The downside is AI do not have legal rights. So if you were a synthezoid you wouldn't have the right to a trial and if someone tried to kill you it'd be treated as vandalism rather than attempted murder." Another shrug. "It's mostly upsides though. So I can't complain too much."

She hrms thoughtfully. Considering the image. "I'm fairly happy with it so far, just some finishing touches to add. Objectively speaking you could likely have worn anything and you would look very attractive."
Felicia Hardy     Slow fade to black as the two continue to chat, sketch and develop a new friendship.