Moehwa

Well, once more. It's probably a page back, but I did write a starter with my succubus in hopes of getting a mortal contract or maybe just an rp with her, so, if anybody could look at that, it'd be greatly appreciated.

Setting: A cafe, 2:34 PM. If Ifrit were to be honest? Today was a shit day. It was raining and she hadn't brought a change of clothes, not to mention an umbrella; they were especially busy, more for shelter and food than anything, but that's not why Ifrit was upset about her day. She was upset because she was at work, simple as that. She could look out the window at the droplets splattering against the windows all day... Or rather for a very short amount of time before her attention was taken by something else, but nothing would sour her mood further, or faster, than manual labour. She had served a multitude of people today, none particularly interesting, however that was more because she didn't want to look them in the eyes than anything else.. She was feeling the bitch fuel today, it was overflowing, her capacity for niceties was at zero. At the very, very least, she got to go home early today due to the weather. Her outfit was just the company uniform, no bullshit cutesy maid outfit, no bountilful cleavage to fill her actual clothes out, just a flat chest and a bog standard attire. The black and white top with a medium length black skirt, all very common waitress wears, made her no different than the rest. At least in something like this she didn't have to worry about every other guy trying to hit on her. The same couldn't be said for her general attire, however... She moved herself, forcefully kicking it into gear. With a notepad in one hand and a pen in the other she made her way to the next customer with the most neutral face her angry little body could muster.

I guess I say my plan here, so my plan is really just to get Ifrit a contract with some mortal or something. Not really complex, kinda just a standard succubus thing.

Your friendly neighborhood Moehwa here, doing an introduction. You may notice I'm listed as asexual on my profile, and start wondering why I'm here— it's because I love stories. That, and I may or may not like blood play. A lot. Anyways, I prefer stories and stabbing rather than kinky shit but, you know, what happens if I mix stabbing and kinky shit? Whooooo knows? Maybe it's fun? Maybe I can enjoy it? I can try, at least.