Mira blinked a few times at the woman wondering why in the world was she being nice to her. She is a demon. A demon that would use herself to do things unrepairable. She shook her head and sighed. She was supposed to be a priestess that was to take over her mother's temple. However now things were different. She stood there for a few moments wondering still why this woman didn't kill her. She took the clothes after drying off and slipped the gossamer like clothes around her and tied the ribbon tight. The robe dress really did nothing to really hide her body only certain parts of her more delicate areas were hidden really. After finishing getting dressed she picked up a bottle of perfume that matched the flowers she found and the soap scents. She sprayed some of it on all over her  body and got out a brush and brushed out her long beautiful flowing long purple hair. It felt silkier and softer than it did at any point in her life. She loved the way it felt against her skin. She sighed contently before tip toeing out the door. This took her a good amount of time to get herself finished. She even put on some makeup that she found which only made her prettier and cuter.<br/><br/>Her walk was silent even with a giant hammer on her back. She just walked that delicately that her steps could not be heard unless one listened really close. She walked slow and delicately, she swayed her hips femininely while walking. It was not that she was trying to be stealth like at all she wasn't. She was raised to walk like this. She had to act and be a certain way for the priesthood. She nervously went up to where the woman was by the door of the temple. She walked into the room looking at the woman. She was still damp and her hair was still very wet. She looked really good now with her make up and her scent was intoxicating to this woman with its unique natural scent, and the scent of the unique flowers she had on her. She stared at the woman before saying simply. “Why are you being nice to me?” She asked before walking over to the open door and started to examine it. “I have not been able to close this door yet.. But still... Why? Why are you being kind? I am an evil anathema, I will steal your soul soon once this possessed demon takes mine. I do not know how much longer I have to live..” She had no idea that this was not true, it was all the stories she was told and what everyone else really knows as well. She was still glowing for a moment and when she got close to the door again like she did the first time the door shut and a strange air could be felt as if the air was circulating and pumping in fresh air cool air and pumping out old dirty air. This confused her and made her look around in confusion. “Umm.. What is that? And why does this door only open and close when I am glowing.”<br/><br/>She shrugged to herself and looked back to the woman with cat ears. She kept her view from seeing the ears on her head for now. She wants to hear what this woman has to say about the words and questions she spoke. She was really afraid now and took a few steps back incase she got attacked. Her glowing was on its way to stopping and one could see it fading quickly and now her make up was easily seen. She had lipstick, eye shadow, blush, mascara like stuff and liner that blended into her very well. Her blush, shadow and lips stood out in pinks and a blue color for the shadow... She did not know what some of the things were but she found them here and some reason knew how to put it all on. It really did make her cute. Even if she was paranoid to the deep hells of morphious and back.