M A D E .. f o r .. Y O U (heartshapedlocket)

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It was later that night when Álainn entered the store, closing the door behind herself. It was time to paint.

She picked her corner.

Her corner was beautiful, and simple.

And perfect.

The floor was wood, dark cherry wood.

The floor around her was stained with paint that had dripped, dried and faded to make a mosaic of colors that told a thousand stories.

Alainn's eyes darkened, her body changing shape.

Within the walls, music was contained though struggling to break free to flow over the street bathe the city in noise and words strung together to create a beautiful melody.

Her wings sprouted, her clothes falling away to reveal her beauteous form.

She was gorgeous - that much was obvious.

Álainn lifted a paint brush, naked arm brushing her breast as she began to paint.

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Emi was still hanging around. Originally, she had been waiting for the girl to leave, but she hadn't so the demoness needed to find a way in.

Her brown eyes darted around, checking to see if the coast was clear.

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Her skin was lightly tanned, though she didn't have to lay in the sun.

It was merely the Fire energy burning inside of her that made her glow.

Her hair waved around her, kept afloat by the sparks of electricity and pure, untainted magic flowing around her in waves.

Her eyes were dark, concentrated.

Her hands were flashing, one holding the palette with paints and the other with the brush, her arms rippling with muscles hard-won.

She was a true, beautiful painter.
Nothing to it.

Her breasts flashed as she half-turned, spinning the picture into reality.
It was a picture of the girl from earlier - what she imagined she looked like under that sundress, her hair, her eyes, her cheekbones.

It was elegant, priceless - like a photo of Marilyn Monroe.

But she was totally, completely nude.

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Emi walked on quiet feet, slipping around the back of the store. She spotted a back door and approached, gently trying the doorknob.

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She flicked her wrist and the music was cut short. "You cannot leave. Not without the key."

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Emi paused and tilted her head, though she didn't speak out loud. Was this stranger talking to her?

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Emi paused and tilted her head, though she didn't speak out loud. Was this stranger talking to her?

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Álainn approached.

She had dressed herself in a skirt that reached her knees. It was dark, dark pink, matching the little bra she wore.

A beautiful key hung between her breasts, and a choker decorated her throat.

She lifted her eyebrows at Emi and tied her hair into a high ponytail, staring at the girl.

"You cannot leave without the key." She stroked the key at her breasts and smiled softly.

She looked like a goddess.

A Faery goddess, her wings tucked at her back.

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Emi's gaze flitted up and down her body, "Oh? Is there a chance that you'll give me the key?" She asked, tilting her head.

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She tilted her head.

"I believe I will, yes."

She strode forward on bare feet, slipping the key over her head.

The golden thing glinted in the light, the gems studded into it gleaming with her tender care.

She slid it into the lock, opening the door with a faint click.

Her eyes were sad.

"You may go. But know this - I am Guardian of Art. You are a... Promising party. I will give you advice. But you merely must come to me."

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"What's your name?" Emi asked, her voice clear and strong. She held her hand out, "I'm Emi."

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Álainn raised her eyebrows, twirling her paintbrush between her fingers, smearing her skin with paint. She raised Emi's hand to her lips, stroking the skin over the skin of her lips. She smiled and pressed an easy kiss to the flesh before setting it back at Emi's side.

"Not many ask for the Guardian's name. For that, you may know my true name. I am Saoirse Ealaíne - Freedom Art. But you may know me more commonly as Álainn."

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"Alainn," Emi smiled and nodded her head, "I'll be back here for advice, trust me."

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Álainn smiled.
"And I will be here. Wait, before you go." She gently touched Emi's lips with her fingertips. "Come look." She gestured towards the completed painting.

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The demoness looked surprised, "You want me to look?"

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The demoness looked surprised, "You want me to look?"

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"Of course. It's finished."

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Emi followed Alainn to the easel, licking her lips in curiosity, "What did you paint?"

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Álainn smiled.

"You, beautiful Emi."

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She looked skeptical for a moment, her Asian features smoothly devoid of emotion, "Oh? You only met me today. Could you really remember what I looked like from our small encounter?"