Seirya glanced at her little sister, before smiling at her. Although it was true that in these clothes one couldn't fight. Her armor wasn't even as close as an normal armor would be.
Before leaving, she looked at Gnarl one last time, smiled at him and turned around.
"Next time something gets stolen, it will be your head that I shall take, Gnarl."
Knowing that her sibblings already left the throne room. She knew only Gnarl would hear it.
As she slowly made her way towards her own room, she took a look across her shoulder towards Gnarl. It seemed he was walking from one side to another constantly. Perhaps he had forgotten how brutal a woman can be.
As Seirya entered her room, her dress slided of her body and fell upon the ground. With just a small coverup on her body, she walked towards her closet. As she glanced inside, she grabbed a simple dark red shirt that was tight around her upper body, as for her lower body, she grabbed a skirt that was loose around her legs, but kept itself in place around her waist.
With her new clothes on, she walked towards her shoes, glanced at them and grinned. The boots that were with her armor were much better.
As she made her way to the forge on bare feet, she took one last glance into the Throne room, but couldn't see Gnarl anywhere.
As she entered the forge, she noticed that it was mostly stripped of all it's usefullness.
Although, she hated this place, so whom would care. As she noticed her sibblings changing all together, she smiled and made Giblet show her, her armor. As Giblit slowly nodded, he showed her the room he had prepared for her to change. Seirya hated it to change together with her siblings for the fact that her body was her own to see, and not theirs.
As she grabbed her whip and placed it at her side, she walked towards the mannequin and glanced at her armor. It wasn't much, just a simple breastplate that stopped right above her stomach and only protected her upper body, a skirt created from metal, to fit just ontop of the skirt she was wearing now, and her boots, whom were no ordinary boots, but looked more like heels. With spikes underneath her boots, and three untop of her toesection.
As she grinned, she grabbed her whip and slashed it around her waist. As for her finishing touch, she grabbed the gauntlets that were created for her. As she placed them onto her arms, she smiled. They were created tl be light, sturdy and able to resist quite some damage. As for the token that her mother left her... She had ripped that out of her armor long ago. It was the piece of armor that protected her stomach, and she despiced it. It wasn't her, and she wasn't like her mother.
As she slowly made her way out of the room, she grabbed her whip and slashed it around her gauntlet.
As she walked towards her siblings, she looked at how the forge was now.
"If you asked me, this is quite an improvement, don't you say?"
She grinned as she looked towards her siblings, and as Giblet came running after her, he handed the helmet that was meant to be with the armor.
As Seirya placed it upon her head, the only thing that was visible, were her pitch black eyes.
Before leaving, she looked at Gnarl one last time, smiled at him and turned around.
"Next time something gets stolen, it will be your head that I shall take, Gnarl."
Knowing that her sibblings already left the throne room. She knew only Gnarl would hear it.
As she slowly made her way towards her own room, she took a look across her shoulder towards Gnarl. It seemed he was walking from one side to another constantly. Perhaps he had forgotten how brutal a woman can be.
As Seirya entered her room, her dress slided of her body and fell upon the ground. With just a small coverup on her body, she walked towards her closet. As she glanced inside, she grabbed a simple dark red shirt that was tight around her upper body, as for her lower body, she grabbed a skirt that was loose around her legs, but kept itself in place around her waist.
With her new clothes on, she walked towards her shoes, glanced at them and grinned. The boots that were with her armor were much better.
As she made her way to the forge on bare feet, she took one last glance into the Throne room, but couldn't see Gnarl anywhere.
As she entered the forge, she noticed that it was mostly stripped of all it's usefullness.
Although, she hated this place, so whom would care. As she noticed her sibblings changing all together, she smiled and made Giblet show her, her armor. As Giblit slowly nodded, he showed her the room he had prepared for her to change. Seirya hated it to change together with her siblings for the fact that her body was her own to see, and not theirs.
As she grabbed her whip and placed it at her side, she walked towards the mannequin and glanced at her armor. It wasn't much, just a simple breastplate that stopped right above her stomach and only protected her upper body, a skirt created from metal, to fit just ontop of the skirt she was wearing now, and her boots, whom were no ordinary boots, but looked more like heels. With spikes underneath her boots, and three untop of her toesection.
As she grinned, she grabbed her whip and slashed it around her waist. As for her finishing touch, she grabbed the gauntlets that were created for her. As she placed them onto her arms, she smiled. They were created tl be light, sturdy and able to resist quite some damage. As for the token that her mother left her... She had ripped that out of her armor long ago. It was the piece of armor that protected her stomach, and she despiced it. It wasn't her, and she wasn't like her mother.
As she slowly made her way out of the room, she grabbed her whip and slashed it around her gauntlet.
As she walked towards her siblings, she looked at how the forge was now.
"If you asked me, this is quite an improvement, don't you say?"
She grinned as she looked towards her siblings, and as Giblet came running after her, he handed the helmet that was meant to be with the armor.
As Seirya placed it upon her head, the only thing that was visible, were her pitch black eyes.