Thread: Chaos and Order...and So Much More. (Anaeria and Methos)

Isanya sighed as she pushed open the door to her new home, the building, on the outside, looking rather ramshackle and dilapitated. The inside of the building however, was beautiful. Hardwood floors covered the entirety of the house, no carpet in sight, and there were shelves and book cases, all full of various types of books from fantasy and make believe to medical texts, her own texts from before her death. The house was immaculate as well, she'd hired a team of cleaners to come in and touch up the place once she had bought it, and was happy with how it looked as she brought the last of her little green children inside with her and settled them on a space by a window. The house was warm, kept much warmer than most people found comfortable, but which the woman found to be a perfect temperature. She couldn't sweat anymore, and her blood was cold, that of a reptile, and she relished the warmth of the house as she closed the door, kicked off her shoes and proceeded to head for the upstairs where the four rooms awaited her. Two were guest rooms, just for show and not really intended for use at all since she hadn't come to this city to be friendly with any humans or Others. She had a purpose, and Isanya knew what her first plan of action would be as she headed into her designated bedroom, a beautiful, open space filled with her plants. The room itself was green, not just from paint or anything but because she had jungle vines growing along the wall and ceiling, several sections of the plants holding gently perfumed flowers that opened as she slipped by them to go to the three small boxes settled onto the large four poster bed made of antique dark cherry wood. Crisp, clean brown sheets smelled quite nice as she sat down on the bed and opened the first box with a small smile her tribe back in the jungle had been thorough indeed with her outfit. Made of a supremely soft, yet extremely durable black leather, she pulled out a slim mini skirt studded with small rubies imued with the shamans' protection spells against physical and magical harm. The shaman of the tribe hadn't been very strong magically, but she had spent nearly all of the time that Isanya had remained with her working on the six little gems. The protection spells wouldn't keep her from getting injured, but it would help her from getting killed hopefully. Laying the skirt out on the bed, the pale skinned woman smiled and relaxed visibly as she pulled out the next item in the box. It was a black leather bra of sorts, thin silver chains interlinked and going from under the bra downwards. When she wore it, in either form, the chain links would protect her belly from weapons and the like, as the chain ended just at the top of the skirt. Her outfit was complete, more or less, except for a slim black diamong circlet, like a small crown but without any decorations beyond the imprint of a leaf in an odd green-gold in the center. She set that aside with a laugh, not intending on wearing it at all. It was her 'crown' in the tribe, and it was just too much for her to handle. Homesickness hit her hard and fast, and her human form faded from view, replaced with a completely different creature indeed as she flopped over on the bed. Luckily her curtains covered her window and she was hidden from sight as she curled a long, extremely strong snakes' tail up around herself. She remained like that for several hours, humming a quiet tune before her homesickness faded and she sat up. Her true from was strange indeed thick, silvery green scales covered her from head to tail tip, marked with black stripes from her shoulders down. Her hair was no longer a firey red, but a deep black that gave her brilliantly golden, cat-pupiled eyes a peculiar shine. Her face and torso was un-scaled, but was still green-silver, and her skin was soft before it met the scales that started at her waist. Within moments, she was human again however, and as the sun began to set, she was getting ready for her night out, undressing in order to change into her 'combat outfit'.