Kashmir

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• Vital Stats

  • Name: Kashmir
  • Gender: Female
  • Nicknames: Kash
  • Race: Human
  • Class: Slave
  • Alignment: Senhores De Droga
  • Age: 19 or 20
  • Body Type: Slender
  • Height: 5'5
  • Weight: 105 lbs
  • Complexion: Pale
  • Hair: Red and Gold
  • Eyes: Green
  • Relationship Status: Owned
  • Personality: Misanthrope
  • Mannerisms: Lip Biter

• Description

  Beauty is only skin deep. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Great quotes, but they were likely created by some really ugly people. The girl your gaze has fallen upon now would be considered alternatively beautiful by most. Standing at 5'5 she is neither incredibly tall or short, but simply an average height. Fiery red and gold locks have been pulled back and fashioned into a twist on the back of her head though errant locks spill free to frame her delicate oval face. Intensely green eyes are lined in thick black kohl and long eyelashes feather out over her deep set brow bone. A small twinkling stone pierces the right side of her delicate nose and a steel ring pierces her bottom lip to the right. Around her neck is a silver collar. It appears a simple silver ring crafted around her neck for there is no opening or closing point. From the center of it dangles a pendant in the form of a lion holding a heart.
  In the warmer weather the girl has opted for something cute and casual. A black tank top fits her svelte form while proclaiming in white and pink letters: When The Bass Drops So Do My Panties. It would be rather apparent that she doesn't wear a bra beneath it and really doesn't need to. The B-cup of her breasts are firm and round though they manage a comfortable little bounce as she moves. A black and shaded lotus blossom in her cleavage peeks just over the neck of the top. The tank top reveals her willowy arms and the ink upon them. On her right shoulder is a woman with flowing blue hair surrounded by pastel lillies and orchids. On her right wrist is a wreath of flame reaching up over her forearm to her elbow. On her left wrists is another wreath of flame engulfing a laughing skull, the flames extend up toward her elbow.
  A pair of seriously faded and rather well worn denim cut offs hang loose at her hips held up by a black leather belt studded with bright pink rhinestones. The buckle of the belt is a brightly studded stone cross that sticks up over the waist of her shorts and extends down over the button and zipper. The ends of the shorts are frayed and short enough to expose the bottom curve of her tight little ass. On her right thigh snaking out from beneath the shorts is a tattoo of black and shaded ivy vines slithering down to her knee. While the girl is not exactly tall the length of her alabaster legs seem to go on forever. On her small feet a pair of vintage black Vans with a pair of pink ankle socks.

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