[It's automatic for Lust to sit at her vanity to let down her hair. But once she's sat she's reminded she has no hair left to let down, and can only fluff up her painfully short curls. She sighs and turns to Boone, crossing her ankles beneath her form hugging red dress.]
It's silly, really, but to me... You realize, of course, that 'Lust' isn't my original name - no human baby is named Lust.
[The details of her former life she's yet to share, only the broadest strokes. Not quite human the last go 'round, but human originally, some of the unpleasantness. It's still difficult to speak on.]
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[It's automatic for Lust to sit at her vanity to let down her hair. But once she's sat she's reminded she has no hair left to let down, and can only fluff up her painfully short curls. She sighs and turns to Boone, crossing her ankles beneath her form hugging red dress.]
It's silly, really, but to me... You realize, of course, that 'Lust' isn't my original name - no human baby is named Lust.
[The details of her former life she's yet to share, only the broadest strokes. Not quite human the last go 'round, but human originally, some of the unpleasantness. It's still difficult to speak on.]