Suzy tilted her head slightly in confusion as Cassandra talked of her pet, or was it companion? She definitely seemed talked of it like it was more of a person than some random bird. Odd. In her time not many people kept pets, sure there was the dog on some street but beyond that she didn't see much. Yet that could have been just because she never really left the confines of the compound. Now that she mentioned it, Suzy didn't think she ever did actually leave her home. Never really had a reason, the horror stories that her parents told her kept her inside.

With a shake of the head Suzy banished the bad thoughts away, her upbringing wasn't the best ones but her parents did it all to protect her...she was sure of it. Feeling a little uneasy, Suzy decided to bask in the feeling of the bath. Her parents never understood her fascination with baths and showers, perhaps it was because she couldn't float. Cursed to sink to the bottom of every body of water known to mankind. Maybe it was just the feeling, how it danced over her sensors like a bunch of little ballerina's. For one reason or another, the feeling of warm water around her and being above it was something immensely pleasing to Suzy. As content as she was, Suzy began to sing her new favorite song for the 38th time.

[center][i]I'm waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I'm breathing in the chemicals[/i][/center]

Halfway through her song, after Cassandra had finished washing her back from all the dirt, stink and grime from her tussle with what she could only assume was called an Ursa, Suzy climbed out of the tub and began to vibrate at a high rate. The vibrations shook Suzy, the water clinging to her body, and the ground around her at a high frequency with the consequence of giving her voice a reverberating quality, water falling from her body, and her feet digging into the soil. Dry save for her hair, Suzy walked over to her [url=http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/03/92/f3/0392f3a44591ea3f4508b183f4aa190d.jpg]pile of clothes[/url] that the mayor had given her and reluctantly put them on. Partly because she didn't like clothes in the first place, but mostly because they were so ugly. She liked her [url=http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/044/1/3/color_sketches_sci_fi_pilot_by_leejj-d4pkqqw.jpg]suit[/url] that her parents had made for her and was safely folded in her backpack. People from this time didn't have style like her time did. Well maybe style isn't the right word, but it was a necessity to wear armor. You never knew when some crazed gunman would show up.

Anyway, the mayor was right she guessed. It would be a little weird to wear armor all the time here. [i]"People would get the wrong idea."[/i] he said. And so, with a heavy heart she put the ugly clothes on as she wrapped up her song. With a huff, Suzy mumbled "At least they are comfortable." under her breath as she zipped up the jacket. Sniffing the clothes, Suzy realized however that they too weren't very fresh. The smell of wet Ursa and dirt clung to it like those clamps back at home. Thankfully the mayor had said that there were some accommodations due to her special circumstances of arrival. Probably more ugly clothes though.

With a sigh, Suzy took a several small metal cylinders shaped much like pens and quickly put her mass of hair into a bun before turning to her new friend and saying, "Cassandra, if you don't mind me asking. What can you do? I mean, from what little the mayor man said we all have something that makes us special and I was just curious."

Moving to a nicely sized boulder, Suzy bent down and uprooted it from the ground. It was hefty and a little awkward to lift but she did it, by her calculations it was about 1,357 pounds. Well below her limit. With a wide and tooth filled smile, Suzy said "As you can see, I can lift."