The outcome doesn't help with the nightmarish impression, either.
She's tall for a woman, though not ridiculously so, but the bat ears add a number of inches and... well, the only thing still giving away that she is a woman at all is a slightly female shape to her hips. Her face certainly doesn't, covered in yellow scales, with a long, forked snake tongue sticking out of it and tasting the air around her in quick, jerky movements, and the rest of her body only looks like the mismatched chimeric nightmare that it is - fur all over, a thick, long, bushy tail, bat wings, hands and feet that resemble those of mice, just with longer talons, and spinnerets on her abdomen.
Her tail twitches nervously as she makes a vague gesture towards herself, anxious for his reaction.
"I wanted to talk to you, but I can't talk while I look," what's the word, she's still only getting used to using those again, "presentable." That's what Lise used to say and laugh. You will never again look presentable enough to be among Kindred not of the same ilk as you and other things, and she would have closed her eyes and tried not to frenzy because that was what the Tremere wanted. "At least not to people." Whatever kind of person he is.
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She's tall for a woman, though not ridiculously so, but the bat ears add a number of inches and... well, the only thing still giving away that she is a woman at all is a slightly female shape to her hips. Her face certainly doesn't, covered in yellow scales, with a long, forked snake tongue sticking out of it and tasting the air around her in quick, jerky movements, and the rest of her body only looks like the mismatched chimeric nightmare that it is - fur all over, a thick, long, bushy tail, bat wings, hands and feet that resemble those of mice, just with longer talons, and spinnerets on her abdomen.
Her tail twitches nervously as she makes a vague gesture towards herself, anxious for his reaction.
"I wanted to talk to you, but I can't talk while I look," what's the word, she's still only getting used to using those again, "presentable." That's what Lise used to say and laugh. You will never again look presentable enough to be among Kindred not of the same ilk as you and other things, and she would have closed her eyes and tried not to frenzy because that was what the Tremere wanted. "At least not to people." Whatever kind of person he is.