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Moon
- Joined
- Jan 15, 2009
Night fall had come even sooner than the young demoness had expected. One minute she had been trudging along the valley boiling under the sun, and now the moon was hung in the night sky, it's milky light making her pale flesh glow. Simi was not a complicated demon. She had previously spent her talents in war, cutting down opposition with the axe that hung on her back, the two handed weapon she wielded with one, with a blade twice as wide as her shoulders. Dark, vile looking armor clung to a sleek body, arms covered from the shoulder down in spiked, black gauntlets, pauldrons, and vambraces. The trunk of her body was left bare of armor for ease of movement, wrapped in a simple brown leather leotard that was laced together in the front, a split in the leather stretching from just above the v of her thighs to under her chin, a hole left in the back, just above her ass to let her small, black tail curl freely in the air. Greaves if the same twisted metal kept most of her long, slender legs from view, and boots were simple, brown leather like her top.
It was all she had owned for years. All she had cared to own. There was no sense in buying nice things if they were simply going to get in the way and ruined in a fight. But that part of her life, she hoped, would be over. As the tower she'd been searching for came into view, a strange emotion filled her, making her stomach knot. It wasn't fear..no, certainly not. It was anxiety. What if he didn't accept her as his apprentice? She was so tired of killing and going to war- she yearned to learn the finer arts...Talents rarely-if never used on the battlefield. And he was the best, so she'd heard. Simi had a cute face that belied the strength in her tiny body, the big, bright red eyes that only darkened if she felt the most pure of rage and anger..and lightened to a soft pink when she felt the warmth of total happiness. That color had not shone on her face since she was a child. Her hair, parted on either side of her crown by long black horns, was platinum blond, straight, and had a habit of falling over her face if she did not keep it tied back. So there it remained, tied in a loose bun at the back of her head.
Plump, pale lips parted for a sigh as she moved slowly along to the tower, pausing when she reached the small door there at the base. She twisted her mouth up slightly, pushing the door open with a gentle shove. "Hello~!" She called into the darkness beyond the door, poking her head in a little, glancing about slowly as her eyes adjusted. Warily, she slid her axe from her back into one hand, dragging it along behind her as she stepped into the room, her eyes glowing slightly in the darkness. "Anyone home?" She called again, anger stirring in her voice. If someone had mislead her about his location and she spent all that time travelling..Oooh.
It was all she had owned for years. All she had cared to own. There was no sense in buying nice things if they were simply going to get in the way and ruined in a fight. But that part of her life, she hoped, would be over. As the tower she'd been searching for came into view, a strange emotion filled her, making her stomach knot. It wasn't fear..no, certainly not. It was anxiety. What if he didn't accept her as his apprentice? She was so tired of killing and going to war- she yearned to learn the finer arts...Talents rarely-if never used on the battlefield. And he was the best, so she'd heard. Simi had a cute face that belied the strength in her tiny body, the big, bright red eyes that only darkened if she felt the most pure of rage and anger..and lightened to a soft pink when she felt the warmth of total happiness. That color had not shone on her face since she was a child. Her hair, parted on either side of her crown by long black horns, was platinum blond, straight, and had a habit of falling over her face if she did not keep it tied back. So there it remained, tied in a loose bun at the back of her head.
Plump, pale lips parted for a sigh as she moved slowly along to the tower, pausing when she reached the small door there at the base. She twisted her mouth up slightly, pushing the door open with a gentle shove. "Hello~!" She called into the darkness beyond the door, poking her head in a little, glancing about slowly as her eyes adjusted. Warily, she slid her axe from her back into one hand, dragging it along behind her as she stepped into the room, her eyes glowing slightly in the darkness. "Anyone home?" She called again, anger stirring in her voice. If someone had mislead her about his location and she spent all that time travelling..Oooh.