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Seaside Sun Bather
- Joined
- Aug 11, 2015
- Location
- The Cave of Wonders
Name: Elegra Gray
Age: 23
Sex: Famale
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 145lbs
Eye Color: Light green
Hair Color: A natural red that she, at times, dyes a darker shade of red that quickly fades. She usually keeps it up like this but when its down it reaches about the middle of her back in soft waves.
Body shape: Elegra is more of a bottom heavy hourglass figure, causing her walk to be far more sensual that she would like it to be at times, but she doesn't mind. While her breasts are 34C, keeping her from having enough cleavage to spill over but enough in her mind eye. Her skin is pale, and tends to burn easily, but then again she hasn't met a red head that tans.
Unique Characteristics: Elegra has a small tattoo around her ankle in Latin scripture.
The night was like any other in the city of New York, the clouds had rolled in to make a thick blanket that had started to pour around 8 pm. The pedestrians scrambled to grab taxi's, cars honked but were drowned out by the thunder rumbling through the city. But that didn't stop the party goers, the ones that just couldn't help themselves to get dressed to the nine and go in one hour and come out later falling over their own two feet.
But those were the people that Elegra laughed at behind the counter of her little family owned diner, "Kitty's Diner", had been around since the 1950's and had been remodeled lately. The puffy red booths replaced with sleek black ones, the metal counter top was now a long landing strip of mahogany that was now a bar and their uniforms no longer consisted of poodle skirts but a simple black dress that wet to the knees and had short sleeves as well as an apron and sleek silver name tag. But it still felt like a diner, a more modern day diner seeing as they could serve alcohol, but still a diner that was keeping up with the times.
For Elegra today was just another day, she was in charge of the nigh shift, go in at 8 pm and come back out at 6 am. It was one hell of a shift, but seeing as their diner was open 24/7 someone had to do it. And she was the best, never complaining, always smiling, and somehow making it out of there alive each day.
The diner's soft bell rang as Elegra ran in and quickly closed her black umbrella and slipped off her rain coat, "Evening Lana!" she greeted to her boss who was stooped over the register, most likely ringing something up for a customer, all she received was a wave and mumbling from the older gray haired woman.
Hanging up her coat and placing her umbrella in the stand she hurried to the back of the restaurant to adorn herself with her black apron and silver name tag before she tied her hair up into a low bun, wisps of hair escaping and framing her pale face.
As she clocked in she said hello to everyone before beginning another nights worth of work, cleaning the wooden counter, stocking everything, and most of all taking the orders of party goers that didn't seem to know when to stop.
"Its going to be a long Friday night..." she mumbled to herself as she punched in an order at the register and tucked her red hair behind her ear.
Age: 23
Sex: Famale
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 145lbs
Eye Color: Light green
Hair Color: A natural red that she, at times, dyes a darker shade of red that quickly fades. She usually keeps it up like this but when its down it reaches about the middle of her back in soft waves.
Body shape: Elegra is more of a bottom heavy hourglass figure, causing her walk to be far more sensual that she would like it to be at times, but she doesn't mind. While her breasts are 34C, keeping her from having enough cleavage to spill over but enough in her mind eye. Her skin is pale, and tends to burn easily, but then again she hasn't met a red head that tans.
Unique Characteristics: Elegra has a small tattoo around her ankle in Latin scripture.
The night was like any other in the city of New York, the clouds had rolled in to make a thick blanket that had started to pour around 8 pm. The pedestrians scrambled to grab taxi's, cars honked but were drowned out by the thunder rumbling through the city. But that didn't stop the party goers, the ones that just couldn't help themselves to get dressed to the nine and go in one hour and come out later falling over their own two feet.
But those were the people that Elegra laughed at behind the counter of her little family owned diner, "Kitty's Diner", had been around since the 1950's and had been remodeled lately. The puffy red booths replaced with sleek black ones, the metal counter top was now a long landing strip of mahogany that was now a bar and their uniforms no longer consisted of poodle skirts but a simple black dress that wet to the knees and had short sleeves as well as an apron and sleek silver name tag. But it still felt like a diner, a more modern day diner seeing as they could serve alcohol, but still a diner that was keeping up with the times.
For Elegra today was just another day, she was in charge of the nigh shift, go in at 8 pm and come back out at 6 am. It was one hell of a shift, but seeing as their diner was open 24/7 someone had to do it. And she was the best, never complaining, always smiling, and somehow making it out of there alive each day.
The diner's soft bell rang as Elegra ran in and quickly closed her black umbrella and slipped off her rain coat, "Evening Lana!" she greeted to her boss who was stooped over the register, most likely ringing something up for a customer, all she received was a wave and mumbling from the older gray haired woman.
Hanging up her coat and placing her umbrella in the stand she hurried to the back of the restaurant to adorn herself with her black apron and silver name tag before she tied her hair up into a low bun, wisps of hair escaping and framing her pale face.
As she clocked in she said hello to everyone before beginning another nights worth of work, cleaning the wooden counter, stocking everything, and most of all taking the orders of party goers that didn't seem to know when to stop.
"Its going to be a long Friday night..." she mumbled to herself as she punched in an order at the register and tucked her red hair behind her ear.
