Roleplay from Yh'gh'th
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Kyomi was pleased that he'd acquiesced to her request, it'd have been something of a trouble otherwise, and might've broken the poor man. As the cart started to roll away she closed the curtains and set to work. She wasn't precisely sure how long she'd have, and she wasn't precisely sure what she wanted to do, but she did know that her current form was not conducive to dinner as she did not plan on making dinner of D'Harans, or at least not yet anyways.
First the antlers, which were already a problem inside the carriage's cabin, with a wave of her claws over them they curved and shortened to such a degree that they barely went over her head, more just barely rising above it and over the crest. Next, the claws, of which she thought for a moment before they, and much else were changed. The tail was troublesome, perhaps, and while she liked it, it'd have to go as well. The more she tweaked, the more she lost herself to it, and before long she lost track of time as she worked.
When they arrived at wherever it was they were going--Kyomi still wasn't sure--and someone outside knocked on the carriage's door, a different, though not entirely dissimilar sounding reply came, "One moment."
Kyomi put the last finishing touches on her new appearance, before opening the door and hopping down.
This was apparently less expected than seeing her previous form extract themselves. Certainly, no one expected a three meter daimon to hop, least of all out of a carriage. But three meters she was no more, and her looks were hopefully now much more acceptable.
Coming to a landing, she flailed her hands a little, now mostly human with only a few scales on the back of them, apparently having misjudged the momentum involved. Coming back to stand, she continued on to fix her light auburn hair and push it back behind her head and around her somewhat more white antlers, though it barely reached past her shoulders. And on her shoulders rested the straps and sleeves of a relatively simple aqua colored sleeved dress, which while loose enough for her to hop in, did go down to just a few inches above the ground.
This all made much more sense once the expectations one had of what would exit the carriage caught up with the reality of there instead being a cute little girl with small antlers that looked no older than six and not much more than a meter and a tenth tall (around 3 foot 9 inches).
Having properly found her balance, fixed her hair, and then made sure her dress was good, Kyomi looked up at Kyryn, and let out an excited, "To dinner!"
