Slim and quiet, noticeable but unnoticed, she slides along the edges of the city as if a passing breeze, leaving nothing in her wake except maybe a lingering scent of ginger and spices and the soft whisper of suede on stone, or the faint click of heels.




barely five feet (in heels)
very slim
dark hair
long legs for her size
(she sees them as her best part)
dressed in soft leathers and suede boots
or damask silk gowns with satin slippers
or short skirts, hose and heels
or whatever she feels like that day



She can be surprised, maybe even rattled a little, especially if she's caught in out of the way places.


Nothing too big for her, please.
"Oh my" is alright,
"Oh my G-D!!!" is too much.

She doesn't care much for butt stuff and things that belong in toilets should stay there.