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Lady Cipher[the cartel - member- immortal]
[color=white]"Don't make me get blood on these shoes, they're brand new!"
Chasity Chance Cipher, floated dangerously across the ground. her eyes where locked on an unseen target. golden locks curled to perfection upon her head, her ivory skin seemed to radiate. her lips where painted black to match the bow tie around her neck, her half arm gloves, the band around waist, her cane - and most importantly, the shoes she would hate to ruin with blood.
she wore a gown - if you could call it that - that encased her rather large bosom also tinted with the gold she and someone like she - was known for. and of course, the signature hat that followed her everywhere. whoever she had threated ran off, and at once she thought of pursuing them. just to give them a hard time. or perhaps, to let their blood make a design across her gloves. she was in the market for a new pair anyway.
and by in the market, that meant she was going to steal. but wasn't that of course, the usual? the lady spawn sighed, floating by as usual. yet she was more than positive it wouldn't take long for some poor soul to cross her path.
or perhaps it would be another thug, and they could engage in some rather inappropriate conduct.
make of that, what you will.
