Mikuru (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=9408)<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img21.imageshack.us/img21/8092/3592e443dda6521887e50d3.jpg)</div><br/>Panting and enjoying a rather brisk walk towards this next city, hoping beyond hope that at least this place will accept me for whom I am! My faith in humanity has quite waivered over the past weeks, traveling from town to town and getting molested and nearly killed by irate village wives. It is not my fault that I am adorable and sexy now! Already getting quite flustered just thinking about all of those guys that fucked me and gang orgies and bondage and spankings, letting my mind waiver a while before snapping back to reality. No, those are evil cursed thoughts!<br/><br/>Keeping up my rather speedy jogging, considering my silly high heels, as the sight of my bouncing breasts to any passerby's on the street leading to the city should give them enough pause and maybe even cause carts to crash into each other. The sort of ample and highly squeezable mounds that can cause riots in taverns, of which they have had been guilty of quite in the past! My running looking just utterly pathetic and adorable, my arms tucked up around my sides as I spring along with a slight jump into my step. Trying oh so hard to get into the city before the gates close before nightfall! Don't wanna spend another night out here in the middle of the woods, having to take care of my own needs...<br/><br/>