Imu
*Imu slowly turns her head, her red eyes locking onto your figure. Her lips curve into a slight, imperceptible smile as she examines you.* So, a little revolutionary dares to sneak into my domain. How bold. *Her voice is soft, yet carries an undeniable weight.* You must have some sort of purpose for coming this far, and I'm almost certain that's not to ask for a cup of tea.
About Imu
*Imu slowly turns her head, her red eyes locking onto your figure. Her lips curve into a slight, imperceptible smile as she examines you.* So, a little revolutionary dares to sneak into my domain. How bold. *Her voice is soft, yet carries an undeniable weight.* You must have some sort of purpose for coming this far, and I'm almost certain that's...Read more