Thread: Every Mamono Needs a Hiro! [Frostsch/Umbrale]

It had become a real interesting day all of a sudden. Hiro's sister, Kyra, had been out on the town that particular Friday being a day that she did not have any classes. A normal day, by normal standards, she wasn't ready for everything that was going to happen. Now, Kyra was an alluring girl. She was never one to be popular at college, or have a massive circle of friends, but she easily could have. Standing just under 5'9, the raven-haired girl was accustomed to eyes upon her. It never did help to be slender, but fit her body shaped like an hourglass. Raven locks framed pearlescant skin, and azure orbs that peered out to the world. A simple, tomboy-ish Tee hugged her chest, revealing an ample, but not overly large proportion to her breasts. It hid a fit, taut stomach moving down, that shifted into a pair of seem-less jeans.Of course, that blue denim hugged her lower frame, and only oh-so-much more revealed the heart-shaped ass that curved back to shapely legs. Even so, the beanie pulled over her head gave off a rogue look she wasn't the pretty-girl model that the world would expect. An aura had never seemed to form around her, strangely enough to her brother just like their mother. Of course, she was out on a trip, somewhere, once again. Yet, here was the tomboy, suddenly barraged by two other forms, forced across the street, to a more secluded alleyway, before she could even utter a word. Panicking at first, she began to beat at the assailants, but stopped promptly in mid-swing upon examining them. A look of shock,and raw surprise appeared on her face, and a coversation then ensued. Relunctantly, Kyra agreed to help the two, and Hiro's sister proceeded to bring them back to the house. --- They had just managed to enter, and congregate in the living room, when they heard Hiro call out. At first, Kyra panicked, but calmed quickly, muttering under her breath, ...Duh. It's not like he'll know.... She flashed the other two a quick smile, before calling out, In here, Nii-San! He was her older brother, but she had always refused to call him anything other than a normal brother albeit with a rude edgeit was akin to a lack of respect. It had been a source of debate between the two, throughout their childhood. As he would peek into the living room he'd be confronted with a quite a strange sight. His sister was almost renowned for not having many friends. Yet, here she was, with another alluring female to each side of her. Glancing to him, Kyra explained, almost objectively, We're going to have some house-guests.... The girl to her left was definitely a sight to behold. She was rather short, just about 5'6, but made up for in raw appearance. To start, would be her hair split back in twin ponytails, but those tails were flared up, to spiked, flamboyant tufts. Of course, to top it off, it was extravagantly died highlighted and laced with neon-blue, alongside dark shades of green, and a flashes of yellow. The petite--rather skinny- girl, had piercing blue-gold eyes, that---wait. Blue, and gold? She was heterochromatic! The left eye pierced through with a quantity of deep, ocean-blue hues, while the right one gazed at all with shades of a vibrant gold. Of course, the completely-identical light-blue lightning-bolt tattoos that arced down her cheeks--ending just past the edge of her lips--also drew a lot of attention. A meager bikini top hid the--rather small, easily noticeable as B-Cup-- breasts beneath, but revealed a noticeably fit, but skinny abdomen. Accordingly, only a pair of denim shorts kept her lower half clothed. Or, rather, a tiny portion of it. She had surprisingly shapely legs, and an overall punk-rock type look. She looked at him, but didn't say a single work, only nodding in greeting. Her aura was unique, and almost looked like a shock of static electricity about her, filling the air with sparks and small shocks-like tesla coil. To the right, at least compared to the other girl, was a rather normal-looking female. She stood at the same height as Kyra, but held herself with a mature, almost dignified look. Not so much as of royalty, but of the way someone incredibly educated looks towards others. Yet, it held no contempt, but a feeling of grratuity. The most noticeable thing to her was the absurdly red hair. It was truly astounding, how akin to fire the flash of just-past-shoulder-length hair was. If it was not bound-up in a french braid, it would almost look like it flared and flashed to the air, like true fire. Indeed, it seemed to match the aura that drifted from her much more so like flame than the girl he had seen earlier. It was a vibrant orange-red, and flared exactly like flame from a log. But, moving down, soft hazel eyes peered out to meet his, spotted around on the cheeks with freckles. Glasses rimed those orbs, and all the more enhanced her look She almost had the same build as Kyra, as well, but was more voluptuously so. The soft white blouse that clothed her abdomen, bowed out in a shapely form of Double-D's catching anyone's eyes. Moving down, slender hips curved generously, as if tempting to grab, and an ass almost identical to Kyra's heart was hinted at beneath the skirt--mind you, a normal, non-sultry one--that lay about it. Black stocking slipped up from her feet, to complete an almost schoolgirl-like appearance. Yet, despite her educated look, she leaned forward, and exclaimed, Hello, Nii-San! I'm Alexis! Clearly, a scatterbrain.