<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/ff/Musket_lady_by_StreyCat.jpg)</div>Misti wandered the festival idly for a while, her heeled boots picking out clean patches of street by reflex.  She wore a smile on her face and a faint blush at all the looks she got.<br/><br/>After a while she started towards the temple, nibbling on spiced rabbit on a stick.  She occasionally paused to lick the juice off of her lips.<br/>