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Kimberly Beakins has a minion!

Peppermint the Wintersong




Kimberly Beakins
Legacy Name: Kimberly Beakins


The Glacier Lain
Owner: ashelisms

Age: 16 years, 2 months, 1 week

Born: January 16th, 2008

Adopted: 16 years, 2 months, 1 week ago (Legacy)

Adopted: January 16th, 2008 (Legacy)

Statistics


  • Level: 9
     
  • Strength: 11
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 90
     
  • Books Read: 89
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Enthusiastic Tour Guide


What is that damned woman doing to his mind?

Her red dress, and the body inside it, burn like the sulphur of fire in his memory. He tries to rub it off, shake her away - just as he did a few minutes ago to her physical presence - (there are considerably more important obligations to attend to, you devilish snot, he tells himself) but yet, she is as stubborn in memory as well as in presence. She intrudes in matters that were once vital and essential for his energy expenditure. Only now he wishes to exhaust his resources on excavating the temple of this ancient goddess.

No, why is he thinking of her like this? No, she is his client. The relationship between HIM and HER should be established as professional. That is his mistake doing otherwise. He allowed her into his personal domain too soon, like a vampire, and she is sucking his blood. Slowly draining him of his professionalism until he becomes weak and frail and could do nothing but succumb to her (his?) wishes and desires.

God damn it.

He throws his fist upon the desk. Objects rattle and some fall. A gleam catches his hollow eye; lipstick. He couldn't help but snortle. What would a pretty skull face like her - with her inconvenient little beak - need this face applicant for? He picks it up. Maybe it is a trick. Just another one of her nasty tricks. Absent-mindedly leaving a precious posession into his care, to signal her impending return (not like she won't come back; she has a case afterall. He catches himself feeling too excited about the possibility and feels hot in the neck).

He turns the lipstick over. Kimberly Beakins...an unusual specimen for their species. He initially thought her to be dangerous and shallow. All her charms, and all her wiles that sent men before him to their doom, clearly did not work on him. He is afterall not interested in frivolous physical pleasure, or that was what he thought before. Until she stopped using her body, and started using her brain. And he is floored, stunned. Her intelligence has more twists and turns than her bodily curves. He is ensnared by her brain, which slowly ends up making him attracted to her whole being.

He does not know how she does it. He keeps her lipstick in a coatspocket. He will return it when she returns...or maybe not.

Who is this woman?
What does she want from him?

Pet Treasure


Knitted Feli Plushie

Red Lipstick

Lacy Red Nightgown

Boney Misfortunate Mousse

Ornate Jewelry Box

Chilly Vintage Lain Plushie

Pet Friends


Bronx the Giant

Zeynel

Catherine Wicket

Ilias.