Lokiel sat there at the front desk handling new comers. It was a bit of a boring job for him, as he only really got to see cute girls go by. It was better than those cubical jobs though he pointed out to himself. He sat back in his chair a bit as he began to doze of lightly as he waited for a new comer. He brushed a few eggplant colored hairs out of his face as he slowly closed his eyes. His body was dressed sharply, with his firm upper torso hidden by a pressed and washed white collar, button up shirt that sat below his long, straight violet strands of hair that came down to his shoulder (think of Dark from dnangel) He folded his arms over his chest a bit as he rested his feet on the desk that he sat behind. He was only wearing socks though, that were immediately followed by your standard blue stained pair of jeans. He tipped back in his chair precariously as he fell asleep.<br/><br/>His body, slim yet firm was stretched out, balancing on the chair. His eyes a dark violet, but hidden behind their sheathes. His skin a light pale, a hint of exposure to the sun had tainted it. His fingers long and thin, Good for getting to those hard to reach to spots, his shoulders broad, like often seen from a father. His height stretched out to a average 6ft. His legs slightly longer than his body, slim but without a doubt, something there to enjoy and grasp. He had an ass, whether it be good or bad, it was there.