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A slightly off key female voice sang along with the song coming from the boombox on the counter. The stereo looked to have seen better days, but the sound was great. Or at least it would have been if it could have been heard over the woman's exuberant voice.



Nina was in one of her music modes. It happened from time to time that she would "discover" an album or artist that just "called" to her, as she would say, and suddenly no one was safe. This time is was the soundtracks from the movies Shrek and Shrek 2. Today was the first day of her "music mode", and she had been playing the albums since the tatoo shop opened that morning. It was nearly 6pm now. Occasionally the music would really strike her and she would break out and sing along with it. Her lithe body would move gracefully to the beat, as it was now, while she glided around the small shop.

The last thing she looked like was an avian Elder, but looks can be deceiving. Her long, silky black hair was caught up in a band at the nape of her neck, and the tail swung back and forth just above the swell of her butt. Her faded blue jeans were tattered, sporting frayed holes over both knees, and one just below her butt at the back of her thigh. Her shoes, scuffed but sparkly patent leather "hiking" boots, squeaked over the linoleum floor. A long sleeved fishnet shirt graced her torso, over top of which she wore an emerald green tank top that was cut off just above her tummy, where a silver belly ring glinted through the fishnet. She wore hoops in her ears today. 8 silver hoops of receding size that traced the delicate shells of her ears. Her nose stud was a tiny green stone, and when she opened her red lips real wide one could see a silver tongue stud flashing.



"Take it away, Soph!"she called over her shoulder, her eyes closed in concentration. She was too caught up in the music to notice a response. Nina's employees, all of whom were avians from her Caste, were used to their boss's little quirks and foibles. Most of them took solace in the fact that these little episodes never lasted long, a few days at most, before she tired of the music. Then she would go back to playing local radio stations, or discs brought in by her workers, until she made another "discovery."

Nina twirled around the corner of the register counter and caught herself on the other side. She tapped her foot and twitched her hips as a happy smile played around her lips. She was feeling unusually upbeat today, and she took the opportunity to admire her little domain. It wasn't an exceptional little shop, but it was hers. It was clean and neat inside, and she even had a customer. A burly looking biker was seated in one of the tattooing cubicles while Sophia, her full time inker, worked on his arm. Sophie's back was to her, but the man had a pained and startled look on his face as he watched Nina out of the corner of his eye. Nina just smiled wider, and went back to cleaning. Humming now to the song, she glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly 6. The shop would close in 4 hours, but her busiest time of day was coming up.

The work day was over and soon enough Caste members would start wandering through her door for a little socializing and relaxation. Nina wanted to finish cleaning before that happened, because soon after that she would have to wander upstairs to the lounge and cook dinner for some of her weary, hungry family members. Nina always cooked dinner here at the shop, and anyone who wanted some could have it. It was her way of taking care of the Caste, her family, the avians of Baltimore. Nina was a real mother hen to them, which was alright, because Nina really was very good at taking care of people.