07-12-2018, 09:01 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 45%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"]Kallisto was a night-owl. She was often only seen out at night- though she went out during the day as well. She had been sitting at the boardwalk, watching the sun disappear beyond the distant horizon. It was a beautiful sight indeed. She was wearing a long, black gown that revealed one of her legs and both of her shoulders were revealed and she was wearing heels. She had been talking to a few NPCs before her attention had been caught by Marko. She would offer a small grin in the Underboss's direction before she decided to head in his direction.
She wasn't a mutant or supernatural being like most of the group. Instead- she had two horns that rose out from the top of her head and large, feathery black wings. Kal had a strong liking for her mutations, though her wings did happen to irk her sometimes.
Blue eyes would blink as Kallisto let both of her wings outstretch and she flapped them, lifting her skinny-body into the air. She would let out a soft-chuckle and fly over to Marko, a smile replacing the grin on her delicate facial features. "Hello, sir." She would said, her tone formal.
She wasn't a mutant or supernatural being like most of the group. Instead- she had two horns that rose out from the top of her head and large, feathery black wings. Kal had a strong liking for her mutations, though her wings did happen to irk her sometimes.
Blue eyes would blink as Kallisto let both of her wings outstretch and she flapped them, lifting her skinny-body into the air. She would let out a soft-chuckle and fly over to Marko, a smile replacing the grin on her delicate facial features. "Hello, sir." She would said, her tone formal.