The hellfire fox's lair.
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About Kurisu.
Name: Kurisu Shiro(AKA Kuri)((Pictures below))
Age: 23
Sex: Male[male based herm actually, but you can't tell on appearance]
Race/species: Hellfire kitsune
Tail number: 9, kyuubi
Marital status: single
Known family: Asher Shadowfox
Occupation: freelance alchemist/healer
weapons:Trigun style six shot revolver, customized with a combat blade on the underside of the barrel and focusing crystals embedded into the grip to allow elemental energy to be concentrated in the bullet chamber. Ke can also summon a katana
Skills: Good with computers, can fix almost any machine into at least working condition, skilled marksman, skilled swordsman
Powers: Can control any element, especially well versed in fire and shadow, skilled healer as well as an alchemist, can summon weapons and items from dark portals he creates, regeneration.
Description: Looking from behind, at first there appears to be a lovely vixen, nice round ass contained in a pair of loose blue jeans, as the creature stretched and fanned those six luxurious tails, dark short sleeve button up shirt lifting, the straps of a cute pink thong peeking over the jeans, giving you a peek at a cute purple heart where it comes together just below the tails, the midsection showing a feminine hourglass shape, though not as pronounce, long dark crimson tipped strands coming to just above that round behind, the color matching the obsidian fur and crimson marking of the rest of that silken fur.
Turning, it seems your eyes have been fooled, as she in fact seemed to be a he, the shirt left open, showing a nicely toned chest. Adorning his neck was a finely made black leather collar, polished silver spikes lining it, the tips blunted, around his wrists matching bracers. Joining the collar was a black cord, holding a pentacle at his neck, at each star point a red stone, the centered one being prismatic. At his waist was a doubled layered belt holding those jeans up, the belt held close by a buckle adorned with a fox skull over a German cross, rubies set into the eyes of the skull. Further on his left hip hung two silvery wallet chains, one above the other, making a pleasant jangle with his steps. Attached to the belt loop clip hung a tiny jar charm, holding swirling red dust with a red stone floating in the center.
You hear a slight rush of air, drawing you up to his face. Catching sight of his eyes, which were the color of precious emeralds, each emitting a soft glow, one not being visible had he not blown some of his hair from his face, his eyes behind a set of thin rectangular glasses, his face seeming as feminine as the rest.
He gave a small laugh and a wink as he caught you looking, turning and beginning to walk, his hips swaying from side to side with a slightly feminine swagger, leaving his scent of apples and cinnamon, fingering the blank tag of his collar.
Despite his male appearance, he seemed to be hiding something more.
Perhaps you should try to find out more.
Turning, it seems your eyes have been fooled, as she in fact seemed to be a he, the shirt left open, showing a nicely toned chest. Adorning his neck was a finely made black leather collar, polished silver spikes lining it, the tips blunted, around his wrists matching bracers. Joining the collar was a black cord, holding a pentacle at his neck, at each star point a red stone, the centered one being prismatic. At his waist was a doubled layered belt holding those jeans up, the belt held close by a buckle adorned with a fox skull over a German cross, rubies set into the eyes of the skull. Further on his left hip hung two silvery wallet chains, one above the other, making a pleasant jangle with his steps. Attached to the belt loop clip hung a tiny jar charm, holding swirling red dust with a red stone floating in the center.
You hear a slight rush of air, drawing you up to his face. Catching sight of his eyes, which were the color of precious emeralds, each emitting a soft glow, one not being visible had he not blown some of his hair from his face, his eyes behind a set of thin rectangular glasses, his face seeming as feminine as the rest.
He gave a small laugh and a wink as he caught you looking, turning and beginning to walk, his hips swaying from side to side with a slightly feminine swagger, leaving his scent of apples and cinnamon, fingering the blank tag of his collar.
Despite his male appearance, he seemed to be hiding something more.
Perhaps you should try to find out more.
