"Apologies," she said, not sheathing, but at least lowering her sword. "The name may not properly translate to the language of Heaven. I will explain."
It sounded like she paused to recall what she wished to say. However, I had the feeling she was scanning me head to toe with those peerless eyes.
Oh.I wondered if she thought me handsome. That'd make me happy.
I could hardly get a glimpse of her in the moonlight, but I tried.
She wore a solemn Eastern blue dress, with a big red ribbon tied around her waist. Her skin was fair, almost luminous; and her face was worthy of a princess --- yes, I would know. Her chest was modest, but her hips had the perfect width for her small, dollish frame. Perhaps out of sheer desire, I could tell tell the definition of her waist and navel under her clothes. The dress split at the height of her legs, which were creamy like milk foam. Her sword was mystic, as if made of water, and the sheath by her side was engraved with blue lunar patterns. A dreamy blue-turqouise painted her hair, tied into a ponytail, with two small bangs let loose. She was beautiful, if it wasn't clear yet, and there was something special to her that I had never before seen: a fox's ears and tail, on the matching places, colored sky blue as well.
How come? Did I take so long to come back, that people started bedding beasts? I could only pray to the Stars that I was wrong, and she hadn't been born from the thousand-times-washed-down degeneracy of one bastard milleniums ago.
... Because I like the fox ears, and I would have to thank that son of a whore.
"The Envoy of Heaven," she snapped me out of my thoughts. "... is a legend about a man who fell from the sky." She ruminated for another second. "Azure flames would burst from his hands, with which he could 'ensorcell the mind' and 'grant steel life.'"
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Uh... What? I consider myself quite capable of ensorcelling a woman, but blue fire? Unless Heaven shoots a thunder at me, I may be about to get stabbed here.
I wish it was the case, but I don't think I am this legendary Envoy she speaks of. By the Stars, I'd be more of an Exile if anything. But, just in case.... Should I try it?
"Like this?" I said, and to my own surprise, a river of azure flame wreathed my arms.
"Yes! Yes, that is it! Oh, I can't believe it! The Envoy of Heaven! For so long, I thought it was just a mother's tale...!" She was ecstatic, almost to the point of jumping around. On the other hand, I was left wordless.
How could there be a legend about me, citing powers I myself did not know I have? And why would I happen to meet, first try, a lady whose people tell that story to their children at night?
Urgh, I wish I had gotten along better with the guards in Heaven. If I had gotten them to lend me some books, I might understand what's happening now...
"I suppose the description matches" I uttered, unsure.
"That is more than enough!" she claimed, sheathing her sword. "Come, I must introduce you... Oh, should we perhaps wait until tomorrow?" She gestured me toward the huts and the campfire, starting a little monologue. It was cute to witness, but I had a minor concern first...
"Hey." I interrupted her.
"Oh? What is it?" She came back to me.
"You can't tell because I'm behind a bush, but... Do you think you could get me some clothes? I lost mine when I fell from up there."
For a moment, she looked at me like a lost puppy. She was processing it.
Then, she blushed. Must be innocence. That's cute.
And... unexpectedly, at the end, a tingling spark of interest took those night-piercing eyes of hers.
Was she thinking of peeking at me?
I was already somewhat interested in her, but this sparked a fire in me.
She soon snapped out of it, though.
"O-Of course!" She cutesily stuttered. "Please wait here. I will return right away with some clothing."
I saw her leave, and instinctively peeked at the the tight outline of her butt through the dress. Soon, I let out a sigh of relief, and gazed at the Stars, thankful that they had indeed smiled upon me.