<div class="floatright">(http://img.4plebs.org/boards/tg/image/1459/47/1459476314083.jpg)</div><div align="center"><strong>Maxine Heart (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=263469.msg13021397#msg13021397)</strong></div><br/>Maxine looked at the scene with a distasteful intensity, her lips unable to retrieve any smile over the death and destruction. As Meresiel drew her magic, so did Maxine draw upon her own. She took careful view of the area - though she suspected her unearthly sight would not unveil evil auras since the bodies had passed their spirits. But she took the time to look all the same.<br/><br/>As her gaze flowed in it's intensity, Maxine's hands readied themselves. Straps teased across her skin as she pulled her armor plates tight once more - Altering the performance of her open skin from a comfortable arrange of shifting curves into forcibly bound springs of curving flesh. Toned muscle peaked flowed into her softness, her bodice now firmly bound and ready for combat. The metal held her body like a sculpted corset of taunt cloth- no longer the loose, flexible fit that suited long marches & horseless journeys. Though the way her more generous aspects flowed neatly under the metal & how exactly the straps and plates encased her body for display, suggested the armor was crafted for Maxine's figure -<br/>probably quite recently.<br/><br/>After her hands snapped the straps in place, Maxine then drew out two important items. The first was a thin bladed rapier with a<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">long curling metal strands forming guard over it's hilt</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/c/cc/Rapi%C3%A8re_expos%C3%A9e_au_Ch%C3%A2teau_de_Chillon%2C_Suisse.jpg/220px-Rapi%C3%A8re_expos%C3%A9e_au_Ch%C3%A2teau_de_Chillon%2C_Suisse.jpg)</div></div>. The guard formed a circle across her knuckles, with a 4 pointed star placed within it's center - The Ruby Maiden's holy symbol. The second item was her fan - painted with<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Delilah's imagery.</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://img13.deviantart.net/18d0/i/2006/047/b/9/fire_by_fallnangeltears.jpg)</div></div>Sunlight flashed over the bright paint, giving the fan a bright, almost lively sensation. Though neither item was truly magical.<br/><br/>Maxine offered Meresiel a rather wry smile as she threw a reply at the revealing elven maiden.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">"I'm not much help in this field. It's been my experience that within court, whilst the men often say many such cutting remarks before feeling the need to ... remove themselves from my presence, I've never held desire to lay them chase."</span>Maxine's wry lips twisted as her voice fell lower, ending in a long mournful sigh<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">"Of course, the ladies, never stray too far from my affections. So I'm left talent-less in this regard..."</span>Approaching the scene, Maxine bent forward to look at one of the discarded bodies, her thin armor flexing as it conformed to her indubitable figure. Her voice grew a touch playful as she asked her own question<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;">"Perhaps you have <em>also</em> shared such unfortunate fates when you have visit the rooms of society?"</span>