She nodded smiling.
"It is pretty cute. What do you think of my hair though? Too long?"
She asked standing letting her hair down it's full length, she shivered slightly as the tips tickled the middles of her calves, the brown and blond mix was quite unique.

"Lot of people notice my natural highlights first... never believe it's natural..."

Mako stood up and ran her hands lightly along the beautiful long hair. " It's gorgeous. . ." She said, stunned almost, her fingers playing lightly against the soft , brownish blonde hair. " My hair used to be almost this long , too. . .I kind of miss it." She said slowly, and then looked at the girl's face. " You must be really proud of it, right?"

"Very, actually... see these..."
She asked pulling a pair of gloves attached to platinum claws that seemed shaped for her fingers.
"My mom taught me how to make material from strands of my hair... she learned it from her grandmother... go ahead touch them."
When Mako would touch them they'd feel like silk, almost impossible to believe that they were made of her hair.
"It was an odd belief in my family that an article of clothing made from one's self would bring protection and luck."

" Oh! How beautiful, and it feels. . It feels so silky and nice." She felt like bringing it to her face and rubbing it against her cheek but she didn't do so, instead she smiled and ran her hand on top of her head messing her hair up slightly. " Teach me how to do those too, so I can do it too." She looked back at the material, this time hugging it close. " Oh! Oh ! It feels so nice and silky!

"Hmm..."
She smiled turning and walking toward her bed bending down and digging underneath it, her panties showing slightly from beneath her loose silk shorts. she pulled out a small wooden box and walked it over to Mako's bed.
"Well, with your short hair, it'll have to be a mix of materials..."
From the box she pulled a few handfuls of various material and began to use the loom to make the material, she pulled a pair of small scissors and trimmed a bit of Mako's hair, though not enough to be noticed opened a small jar and poured some liquid over the hair then patted it dry slightly before she added it to the loom and continued her instruction. finally she pulled the cloth out of the small loom and handed it to Mako.
"And now you'd just have to cut out the pattern and stitch it together, this should be enough to make a pair of hook gloves."
from the box she pulled a picture of what looked like sleeves that hooked onto the middle finger with a single ring. the material went over the backhand and palm.

Mako watched as Karissa looked underneath the bed for something, and then walked towards her with a wooden box. " Oh." She sighed lightly, looking around curiously waiting as Karissa trimmed a bit of her hair. She leaned closer to her, curiously peeking as she poured liquid on her hair and then dried it. " What is all that water?" She asked in a whispery tone, kind of like when a little kid is amused about something. She looked at the picture when Karissa pulled it from the box. " Cute! And with that little hair, how much money I'll be saving! Lots." She looked at Karissa, smiling.

"It's a preserving agent, without it eventually the hair would rot before all the other material."
She smiled slightly packing up the box and strands looking to the material and her scissors pulling another small hand machine from under her bed, a hand sowing machine, she took the material looked at mako's hands and in a few minutes handed her the gloves complete with a simple silver ring stitched to each one.
"Not something I do too often... try them on."

Mako watched Karissa's every move, silently, hoping to learn something. It was quite interesting, making beautiful things out of your hair, and even more amazing when they were said to be lucky! " Oh! Thank you, these are. . So cool. I have to give you a present too, anything, just once I think about it. . " She said, staring at the pair of gloves, her index finger lightly touching the silver ring. " I don't know if I should try them on. . .Theyre too cute." She moved her hand slowly, and slid her hand into the one glove, fitting perfectly.

She shrugged with a smile.
"you don't have to, it's enough you decided to stay here..."
she lifted her can from the nightstand and took a small sip before thinking aloud.
"I can just imagine the face on your next boyfriend as you strut in wearing only those gloves..."
She paused blushing quite heavily not sure what to say next for about three minutes the two were silent.
"Oh god, I didn't mean to say that... please forget i said it."

Mako blinked several times, and looked away blushing very deep red. She placed her cold hand over her hot cheek and looked back at Karissa, smiling politely and quickly looking away. " It's okay! I know you were only joking . ." Trying to change the mood she continued,"In this place?! I won't get a boyfriend any time soon, and with the moaners next door. . That gives me the impression, girls have fun with girls here."

"True, only guys here are the teachers... and they're not exactly boyfriend material..."
She shrugged slightly glancing the the ceiling trying to calm herself her face still quite red.
"I can't say I haven't given in to some of the advances of a couple of girls here for a little one night fling... some of them are just really good at seducing you... surprised any of them keep a steady partner. I don't know I can take it when i'm in the same room as the sounds... seeing exactly what's making them but, when it's not in my view... i get the image of a monster torturing the poor girl into ecstasy..."

Mako was drifting off into another thought. What if she was seduced, or tried, what if one of those Monster,Karissa was talking about abducted her? And suddenly, her eyes began to water and tears formed on her eyes. " What. . W-what if I'm seduced, or raped, or- or. .?! I'm scared." She covered her face, her shoulders shaking. The moans could be, indeed, monsters ravaging another girl's body and that made Mako panic just by thinking about it.

"Consider us your personal body guard, We'll keep you safe at night no worries, we'll even offer ourselves to the monster before we let it at you."
She smiled politely patting the girl on the shoulder; obviously not a statement she made lightly seeing how afraid of it she herself was. definitely a good friend to have.

Mako looked at the girl through her hands, her finger parted slightly to let her bright round brown eyes look at the girl. " Seriously? M-maybe. . .I should get accoustomed to them and give in everytime?" She asked carefully. " I would try and protect you too, whenever I can."

"My other side would say never to give in, it lets them win they enjoy it more when you don't fight. but, you have to know when enough is enough, can't fight til you die now."
She shrugged slightly her eyes half closed as she looked into mako's eyes.
"ever have an itch you just can't scratch because it wouldn't be proper?"