@PaulHaynek Crud, I didn't see your post, until after I made mine. So, I gotta edit the one I made
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@PaulHaynek
Wyn didn't so much look at Kyōko, as stared in her general direction. Eyes were too tired to focus. Suddenly, her hand lanced out, reaching under the Inari's hood.
And ruffled her hair.
"You're lucky you're all cute 'n fluffy!" Wyn sighed, petting her ear now. "Next time, I'll have to spank ye'! Now, I understand it; those pricks from Varjo are up to somethin', yeah? Well, espionage 'n intrigue ain't exactly me style 'n all. But, I'm lookin' for someone that seems to be involved, anyway, so I'll give it a shot."
"Still, we got any contacts over there? Any friends to give us a hand? Or, are we stuck followin' around pretty boy, over here?"
@AzureKnight
She then rapped Shizuka on the shoulder with her fist. "I hope ye' know whatcha doin', boyo! I didn't sign up for a babysittin' gig!"
Hm... I wonder what would happen is Wyn decided to chuck Shizuka out of her way...? Well, as funny as that would be, it might cause things to derail all too quickly. But, she's still in surly-I-can't-think-straight-because-I-wanna-go-back-to-bed mode
@Noblebandit Oh I think your the good, Sam's the bad and Wyn's the ugly. lol jk of course
What makes Wyn the ugly?
@Noblebandit Well, this is gonna be interesting.
And now for some music
"When I find this Kyōko; I'm gonna smack'em in the gob!" Wyndressa groaned.
When she finally dragged herself from bed, the sun was already climbing out of the horizon. It made her eyes burn. Dhampirs were still vampires, and the sun their... Well, not so much mortal nemesis, but they sure as hell weren't on good terms. In her sleepy fumbling, Wyn managed to find her shades and slipped them on. Better, but her eyes still felt heavy.
She grabbed what she needed; her bag tied to her belt, and Corpse Maker knocked on her shoulder in her left hand. On her way out, she flipped the bewildered innkeeper their due. After her first night, they knew better than to wake her in the morning. If only Kyōko knew the bloody same.
The village itself seemed to just be coming to life as well. Some shopkeepers setting up their stands, and laborers dragging themselves to work as well. Perhaps they were just as tired, and surly as Wyn herself. But, when she reached the accursed docks, it dawned her that eyes were upon her. And the fact that she were still in her bed chamber robes.
A wolf whistle was cut short when Corse Maker left its scabbard and its point stopped short of a sailors jugular. The shades may have hidden Wyn's eyes, but fanged snarl and air of malice permeating about her said it for her. The offender stood frozen, wetting himself, while the others fled. One of them even hopped into the water, for good measure. And so, Wyn slipped the scabbard into her belt, and Corpse Maker, rested naked against her shoulder; a testament to its owner lack of mood for horny men.
She didn't so much look for the destination, but let the concentration of demonic energies and mana lead her to the meeting spot.
@AzureKnight The presence of an Arachne Jorōgumo took her aback. Those were best dealt with using The Brand, though Wyn could just sever her... Her... Her butt and go right for the hear-... Why was she thinking of how to kill this lady? They're on the same team, weren't they?
Wyn's eyes focused on the... No, the girl in the oriental garb wasn't a vampire, and but the aura seemed vaguely familiar. Definitely an undead type. When she focused on those deep red eyes, Wyn saw a little of her younger sister, Rain. Kind, gentle, but not very shy this one? Though, that enchanted tag seemed to obscure her view of that pretty face. She made a note to ask about it when she wasn't so tired.
Wyn turned, observing a little bunny girl speaking. In the haze, the bunny's words went in one ear, and out the other. There was only the urge to touch. Stumbling forward, Wyn's hand landed atop the bunny girl's head. "Aren't you cute..." She slurred as she petted her. She also noticed how said bunny's skirt kept flipping up. Well, the sight of bum in the morning proved an easy one for Wyn's sore eyes.
Of course a stray breeze brought a reminder of Wyn's own state of dress. She shelved the thought.
@Dark Cloud@Restalaan
There were two monster boys; A goblin and a type of demon.
There were two monster boys....
"Da fuck?!?" Wyn gasped. She snapped her eyes shut, and rubbed them. She had to have been dreaming. Or at least she was more out of it, than she'd thought. With her shades back on, Wyn opened her eyes to see two monster boys. Maybe the shades were somehow faulty, and obscuring her sight? She took them off.
They were still there.
Okay, Kyōko could wait, what the fuck was she looking at?!
"What da fuck am I lookin' at?!" The shock had woken Wyndressa enough that her highlander accent became clear. "Are you two real?! What, did a beasty ge' ye' 'n turn ya' into incubi?!"
She grabbed the goblin by his cloak and hoisted him up and away from the bunny, turning him this way and that as she examined him. Then, she dropped him and looked at the demon. No, they didn't feel like incubi. Their auras were... Natural. As if born like this. Well, shit. Were there more like these two? What would that mean for mankind? Fuck that! What would that mean for womankind?! Would these two want to shag her?
Oh, Chr- Wait, wrong setting... Er, Oh, God! Would Wyn be expected to shag either of these things?! And so a menagerie of unpleasant thoughts crept into Wyndressa's mind, turning her stomach and sending creepy, crawling shudders across her skin. She'd vomit if she had eaten anything.
@AzureKnight
Reddened eyes turned to the two oriental monsters. "Am I the only seeing this?!" She rambled at them. "Wait! Did ye' havin' to do wit' this?!"
@PaulHaynek
Then her eyes landed on Kyōko. "Did ye' know anythin' about this?!" Then she paused, realizing whom she was speaking to.
"Aye, there ye' are! I got's a bone to pick wit' ye!" She groused and b-lined right for the fox lady Inari, forgetting her blade was still naked.
"When I find this Kyōko; I'm gonna smack'em in the gob!" Wyndressa groaned.
When she finally dragged herself from bed, the sun was already climbing out of the horizon. It made her eyes burn. Dhampirs were still vampires, and the sun their... Well, not so much mortal nemesis, but they sure as hell weren't on good terms. In her sleepy fumbling, Wyn managed to find her shades and slipped them on. Better, but her eyes still felt heavy.
She grabbed what she needed; her bag tied to her belt, and Corpse Maker knocked on her shoulder in her left hand. On her way out, she flipped the bewildered innkeeper their due. After her first night, they knew better than to wake her in the morning. If only Kyōko knew the bloody same.
The village itself seemed to just be coming to life as well. Some shopkeepers setting up their stands, and laborers dragging themselves to work as well. Perhaps they were just as tired, and surly as Wyn herself. But, when she reached the accursed docks, it dawned her that eyes were upon her. And the fact that she were still in her bed chamber robes.
A wolf whistle was cut short when Corse Maker left its scabbard and its point stopped short of a sailors jugular. The shades may have hidden Wyn's eyes, but fanged snarl and air of malice permeating about her said it for her. The offender stood frozen, wetting himself, while the others fled. One of them even hopped into the water, for good measure. And so, Wyn slipped the scabbard into her belt, and Corpse Maker, rested naked against her shoulder; a testament to its owner lack of mood for horny men.
She didn't so much look for the destination, but let the concentration of demonic energies and mana lead her to the meeting spot.
@AzureKnight The presence of an Arachne Jorōgumo took her aback. Those were best dealt with using The Brand, though Wyn could just sever her... Her... Her butt and go right for the hear-... Why was she thinking of how to kill this lady? They're on the same team, weren't they?
Wyn's eyes focused on the... No, the girl in the oriental garb wasn't a vampire, and but the aura seemed vaguely familiar. Definitely an undead type. When she focused on those deep red eyes, Wyn saw a little of her younger sister, Rain. Kind, gentle, but not very shy this one? Though, that enchanted tag seemed to obscure her view of that pretty face. She made a note to ask about it when she wasn't so tired.
"And you don't get to talk about my clothes either. You barely know me and you're already criticizing me like I'm your friend or something. How rude!" She huffed, folding her hands under her chest.
That's it. She was definitely not going to choose him as her husband!
Afterwards, she turned her attention back to Kyouko.
"Apologies for the outburst, Lady Kyouko. I am simply… not used to working with others."
Wyn turned, observing a little bunny girl speaking. In the haze, the bunny's words went in one ear, and out the other. There was only the urge to touch. Stumbling forward, Wyn's hand landed atop the bunny girl's head. "Aren't you cute..." She slurred as she petted her. She also noticed how said bunny's skirt kept flipping up. Well, the sight of bum in the morning proved an easy one for Wyn's sore eyes.
Of course a stray breeze brought a reminder of Wyn's own state of dress. She shelved the thought.
@Dark Cloud@Restalaan
There were two monster boys; A goblin and a type of demon.
There were two monster boys....
"Da fuck?!?" Wyn gasped. She snapped her eyes shut, and rubbed them. She had to have been dreaming. Or at least she was more out of it, than she'd thought. With her shades back on, Wyn opened her eyes to see two monster boys. Maybe the shades were somehow faulty, and obscuring her sight? She took them off.
They were still there.
Okay, Kyōko could wait, what the fuck was she looking at?!
"What da fuck am I lookin' at?!" The shock had woken Wyndressa enough that her highlander accent became clear. "Are you two real?! What, did a beasty ge' ye' 'n turn ya' into incubi?!"
She grabbed the goblin by his cloak and hoisted him up and away from the bunny, turning him this way and that as she examined him. Then, she dropped him and looked at the demon. No, they didn't feel like incubi. Their auras were... Natural. As if born like this. Well, shit. Were there more like these two? What would that mean for mankind? Fuck that! What would that mean for womankind?! Would these two want to shag her?
Oh, Chr- Wait, wrong setting... Er, Oh, God! Would Wyn be expected to shag either of these things?! And so a menagerie of unpleasant thoughts crept into Wyndressa's mind, turning her stomach and sending creepy, crawling shudders across her skin. She'd vomit if she had eaten anything.
@AzureKnight
Reddened eyes turned to the two oriental monsters. "Am I the only seeing this?!" She rambled at them. "Wait! Did ye' havin' to do wit' this?!"
@PaulHaynek
Then her eyes landed on Kyōko. "Did ye' know anythin' about this?!" Then she paused, realizing whom she was speaking to.
"Aye, there ye' are! I got's a bone to pick wit' ye!" She groused and b-lined right for the fox lady Inari, forgetting her blade was still naked.
Okay, I think Wyn is ready to roll.
Okay, so Wyndressa's profile has been fixed up. I do feel like I ought to touch up her equipment a bit more. But, that may no be necessary.
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