Riva took her seat with a slight bow of her head, glad there would be another near. If she combined her ability to smell the pastries with the energy of the male enjoying them she would actually be able to taste them almost. She smiled to herself at the thought as she gazed upon them, intending to feed on the energy released by his momentary enjoyment rather then him directly. It was just easier that way and would not be an invasion of his privacy that way.
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Chana Adams
Eye Description/Color: One eye is blue, One eye is purple, both are dark and speckled with bright silver
Hair Description/Color: Short, shaggy, and white as snow
Skin tone/Color: Pale peach with a slight, unnatural silver hue.
Height: 5'8''
Build: Voluptuous but with toned muscles, the perfect femme fatale cliche
Scars/Tattoos: Lashes on her back, as if she's been whipped.
Natural Skin Markings or Birthmarks: Silver wing shapes on her upper back, marred by scars, and from the wings a long silver tail that follows her spine before curling over her but cheek.
Inhuman Features: One of her arms is completely mechanical all the way up to the shoulder, wings and a bladed tail when she wants them to be released.
Clothing Style: She tends to cross dress, a mans loose coat covering the swell of her breasts and hips to anything but touch.
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Chana ran though the streets wearing her masters cloths as she preferred them over the 'outfits' he had forced her to wear, she had even cut her once long flowing hair so it barely went past her chin so she looked like merely a pretty faced male. He had built her, after all to be his concubine more then anything. He had only given her the metal arm because it had been necessary, and even then he had covered it with hide enchanted to become just like human skin. He had fallen for the prior occupant of the body, you see, but she had refused him. Accordingly he had sent one of his pets to collect the body and in the struggle the arm had been mangled and half...eaten. He then pulled Chana's soul from the ether expecting a soul he could break... a deadly mistake as he had pulled Chana instead. She had proven so tonight by killing him and many of his creations.
Still, one had survived and it chased her now. It was a chimera of sorts, a hybrid of wolf, chameleon and poisonous snake with metal added in here and there to cut opponents for good measure. She, having a little cat in her soul, ran for the house of Riva who the cats said would protect her. She was wounded in her human shoulder and leg, her powers to weak from killing her master and the other creations to fight herself. So she ran, seeking the sanctuary she'd been told was there. She would burst into riva's door, unaware she was away at the bake shop.
When she heard the creature behind her she did a rolling leap into the hallway, the creature passing over her. The strange scaled creature appeared as she did so, seeing no reason to camouflage itself now that it was alone with it's wounded prey. It appeared to be a wolf in shape with fur and scale on one side but metal on the other. Tentacle-like bits of metal fell from the metallic side and it used one to close the door before it turned towards the woman, venom dripping from its fangs. It was as loyal to its now dead master as a wolf was loyal and it would have its revenge!