#maybe this is like after she was told she'd be touring for popestar

[muutos]

the water ghoul sits in a chair, in front of the mirror in her room - yet, she's not facing the reflection. webbed fingers carefully & purposefully having picked up the wooden, shabby piece of furniture. turning it around before sitting within it, with a graceful bend of the waist. everything she does in some form, elegant. even if it's something one might not associate with regality. the dip of their chin as they regard it, or the way she swiped a webbed hand along the backrest when she circles it to sit down. but such is the way of the water. steady, calm - yet unpredictable.

back pin straight, gills are covered by the neck of their cassock - even when she's out of glamour. but she feels tight in the chest, & slightly uncomfortable revealing themself to the fire ghoulette like this... pale green skin & thick, spiraling horns. she doesn't look like other ghouls... the gentle mottling on her face from where scales were meant to go, & her small fish-like ears. not to mention the soft fanning on the end of her tail where spade was meant to sit, or the spinal fin on the tip of her neck. running down the length of her back. blinking rapidly at times, with hands in her lap -- the intent ghuleh continues to run a brush through her long, matted hair. snow white & meant for camouflage, the fish out of water has a body wasted on land... strong webbed paws perfectly poised on the floor, out of their spats. the only dress code violation they will ever readily commit.

brows pull with a hiss as one of the tougher spots is tugged on, wondering if it was a stray braid. a bit too close to a horn, the sensation is somewhere between pleasure & pain. she lets out an impromptu moan, also toeing that aforementioned line. hand coming up to cover their mouth - brows narrowing, whilst they straighten impossibly. mortified... "our apologies...." soft voice speaks, her hand lowering slowly back to her lap. "perhaps we should not have taken out our braids.." she says. pursing her lips, with a soft flush.

@vileincarnations / / starter i owe you <3