Pyro would show up on the sidewalk facing the road. Casting her gaze downwards, she immediately was surprised with the looks she got from men from walking all the way to where she had hid her motorcycle. This was how a woman was supposed to look like according to society. Pyro didn't mind girly clothes, but it felt when she was a woman that she was treated differently and not taken as seriously.
Running her hand through her long black hair as someone wolf-whistled at her, she perked up slightly and looked to see where the sound came from. It was just another civilian she didn't recognize. She didn't fear men. Even without a weapon she could kill the average man easily. They would be wrong in more ways then one to take advantage of her now that she had become sexy. A dress made entirely out of black lace that clung to her body, black stockings hiding her scars but complimenting her thick legs. She was a curvy girl, curvy might not be a strong enough word. She was a bit of a big girl, even she knew the truth. Men liked all sorts of women, it just depended on their tastes. She supposed her belt wrapped around her waist gave the illusion she was thinner and bustier then what was accurate. Of course, there was no way to hide her butt. In men's clothes she had always worn such baggy clothing to hide the futures of her body...
This is a little embarrassing... Biting her lip as she kicked at the ground, she pondered when her familiar date would pop up.
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Date: 2015-09-22 08:54 pm (UTC)Running her hand through her long black hair as someone wolf-whistled at her, she perked up slightly and looked to see where the sound came from. It was just another civilian she didn't recognize. She didn't fear men. Even without a weapon she could kill the average man easily. They would be wrong in more ways then one to take advantage of her now that she had become sexy. A dress made entirely out of black lace that clung to her body, black stockings hiding her scars but complimenting her thick legs. She was a curvy girl, curvy might not be a strong enough word. She was a bit of a big girl, even she knew the truth. Men liked all sorts of women, it just depended on their tastes. She supposed her belt wrapped around her waist gave the illusion she was thinner and bustier then what was accurate. Of course, there was no way to hide her butt. In men's clothes she had always worn such baggy clothing to hide the futures of her body...
This is a little embarrassing... Biting her lip as she kicked at the ground, she pondered when her familiar date would pop up.