The buzz in the air got louder abd lower as tye air warped and bubbled, bulging out as a field ball roped out nto the air, a purple and pink flame that seemed to suck in the light in the room. The bulbs flickering out as a a figure steeped out of the flames. The candles blazed brighter, the binding sigil pulsing with power while the flame started to shrink. A red skinned figure swayed out, thin, with long horns, milk white eyes, black leather straps making up its clothing, covering its chest with a cross of straps, a loon cloth at the bottom, with high heeled boots. Golden chain links rattled on its neck, attached to a collar, and at ita upper arms of its bracers. It had fuzzy white fur accents to its clothing, a long tail flicking at its back. The fire did down completely, showing its face, a scowling frown carved on its face, seeming quite fed up. "A'ight freakbag, whazza deal-" a thick accent slithering through its sharp teeth...the voice surprisingly...gruff for such a slender, femme looking form.
