[ Though she was expecting a Naga, the overall presentation of this guy is really nothing like Yuya, all bright candy-colors and cartoon-like friendliness. This Kishibe with his newspaper, zebra-print, prison-jumpsuit monochrome scales strikes a very different mood, and she finds herself a little ill-at-ease. Still, she nods at the sound of her name and enters when invited, curled tail swaying narrowly out of being slammed into the door frame. Touchy...
Still, living with a Naga for as long as she has keeps her stride through the room without hazard; she's able to focus on the arrangement and the other paintings rather than overthink how much floor space his tail will need. She recognizes the types of monsters, if not the specific people, but more impressive is the way they look on the canvas; there's a great deal more vibrancy and life to them, compared to the way this guy spoke online. Her attention's a little divided when he asks, so her answer— ]
No, I'm still fasting.
[ —is a little unusual. But then, she clearly isn't the usual type of gargoyle, either. Aside from her scaling, red and black in varying tones, almost gravel-like over her limbs and shoulders, the most "lizard" parts of her appearance are her feet and her eyes. That's all. Her tail belongs on sheet music, and her wings in the orchestra. Her scales don't even cover her completely — toes to thighs in solid coverage on her legs, but in spirals up her arms to connect her covered hands and covered shoulders. Her back—mostly exposed by her dress for the sake of her wings—is balanced between flesh and scale. Still, despite her height, she's clearly quite young in the face. ]
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Still, living with a Naga for as long as she has keeps her stride through the room without hazard; she's able to focus on the arrangement and the other paintings rather than overthink how much floor space his tail will need. She recognizes the types of monsters, if not the specific people, but more impressive is the way they look on the canvas; there's a great deal more vibrancy and life to them, compared to the way this guy spoke online. Her attention's a little divided when he asks, so her answer— ]
No, I'm still fasting.
[ —is a little unusual. But then, she clearly isn't the usual type of gargoyle, either. Aside from her scaling, red and black in varying tones, almost gravel-like over her limbs and shoulders, the most "lizard" parts of her appearance are her feet and her eyes. That's all. Her tail belongs on sheet music, and her wings in the orchestra. Her scales don't even cover her completely — toes to thighs in solid coverage on her legs, but in spirals up her arms to connect her covered hands and covered shoulders. Her back—mostly exposed by her dress for the sake of her wings—is balanced between flesh and scale. Still, despite her height, she's clearly quite young in the face. ]
How long have you been painting?