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.+Misato+. . Stats + Gallery .Misato: the warrior. Born in the fifth layer of Hell in the year 1986, Misato was a striking opposite of almost any and every girl she knew in her youth. While her playmates all played with dolls while dreaming of romance, this anthro would have nothing to do with that. Misato, instead, took up the arts of the sword, discarding the idea of love: and she did, indeed, become quite good at what she did. Fight, that is. In her tenth year, she came to a discarded temple while wandering through the ruins of Ancient Rome: and found a sword in a stone. At first, confusion settled over her -- wasn't the sword in the stone a British tale? -- but confusion gave way to curiousity. Upon removing the sword from the much-eroded block of limestone, she noted three things: one, its blood red colour, two, its curved shape ( meaning that she'd pulled a scimitar, not a sword! How silly of her! ), and three -- it talked. It was quite rude at that. A selfish little bastard. But that was allright with her -- Blood Runner, as it called itsself, would become her only close friend -- no, her only friend at all -- over the next six years. Over the years, she remained true to her principal that love was non-existant: until she met someone who disproved her theory. But he was destined only to break her heart: and she more thoroughly abandoned emotion as a side-effect. When returning to her forest from the last time she would lay eyes upon her beloved, she noted that it had been burned to the ground. Enter more depression. But it wasn't to last forever -- meet Devin Lawson. He managed to break through her softened shell. She and Blood Runner moved in. She gave him her virginity. He gave her unconditional love. For now, all was right with Misato. But she couldn't help asking herself... " How long will it last? " Apparently, not long. Devin left Misato. Left her alone. Left her angry. Left her with the will to have a spell cast upon her to completely forget their lovemaking, and regrow her hymen, returning her virginity to her as she went back into her male-loathing state. But, somehow, once again, Misato was confronted by someone. He wasn't at all like her first love, who had been highly sexual and attracted her that way. Nor her second, Prince Charming. No, this new man, Delita Woods, was different. He was an aarogant asshole. But he could do someone no one else could yet -- disarm her. Delita fell in love with her. He didn't give her her space, he'd hold her when she slept. He wouldn't go away no matter what she did. He was a constant, annoying presence. .. a constant, annoying presence who was helping her collect the remains of her burned woodland and replant it, one who cared about her and tried to make her happy. No matter how she denied it, she was falling for him. Tears came when she finally confessed it, and he held her .. .. soon, she'd lost her virginity again. This time would be different, though. This was no quickie. Despite the fact that most of their time was spent in bed [ or rather, in the forest ], Delita proposed to Misato in a matter of weeks. Misato is currently happily engaged to the one who, she truly believes, will never leave her. .. and there was no lingering thought of " how long ". This time, she believed, it was for real. |
