Candira
Singularity
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
As Krystal opened her eyes she felt an intense pain in her head. It went away as she adjusted to the amount of light in the room. Where was she? She gasped, sitting up on her elbows as she looked around the hut she was in. She'd been flying her fighter and been ambushed by strange creatures who'd used her once they overpowered her. And then they all went down. The kitsune could still feel their traces on her soft skin. Her light complexion was only enhanced by her silvery fur. Both were contrasted with her dark hair, cut a bit shorter for her pilot's training. Instead of the ponytail it was usually in when she was flying, it was down now, resting just on her bare shoulders.
And that was when she became aware of her strange garments. Rather than her flight suit, she was in a rather scant amount of white and gold armor that barely covered her back side or legs, and the top was merely a glorified bra in the guise of a chest plate. She sat up rather abruptly and stood, her tail swaying to keep her balance as she looked around the room. No one else seemed to be around just now, but the door didn't seem to be guarded. She walked toward the outside, her blue eyes scanning the area for more. Where the hell was she? What happened to her fighter? Why was she dressed like this?
And that was when she became aware of her strange garments. Rather than her flight suit, she was in a rather scant amount of white and gold armor that barely covered her back side or legs, and the top was merely a glorified bra in the guise of a chest plate. She sat up rather abruptly and stood, her tail swaying to keep her balance as she looked around the room. No one else seemed to be around just now, but the door didn't seem to be guarded. She walked toward the outside, her blue eyes scanning the area for more. Where the hell was she? What happened to her fighter? Why was she dressed like this?