#psst....

"-!!"

*...*

*Enidan ended up quickly putting her mask on as she turned around to look at you, confused*

"...excuse me?"

"...hm. You're not supposed to know my birthday...how...strange."

"...there's no way you ended up sneaking around in my lair to find out about that information now, did you dear?"

"ah ah ! it was me ! i found about ur birthday on a calendar u left there at ur desk!! :3 u didnt exactly try to hide it... :b"

"also happy birthday enidan!!! :D"

"...ah."

"...I...must've forgot to put it back then...hm."

"...how bothersome..."

"oh!! since we talking about it, i wanna ask u about the photo you left at the desk as well!"

"...A photo?"

"mhm! there was a photo there! there were three people in it but one of their faces was covered andd there seemed to be something written on it in a different language and- ah the question!"

"um- i wanted to ask why do u even have that photo? :o"

"..."

"...it's nothing."

(Ooc: OOH ENIDAN ALMOST FACE REVEALS REAL REAL

jokes aside- uh, you definitely noticed Enidan wearing different clothes! its not a redesign tho- i just wanted to make her wear different clothes for her birthday :b

but they're not actually random clothes i picked ! this was actually how Enidan was gonna supposed to look at first! This was one of the first clothes i picked out for her when i started to design her,,,in fact, i have some old doodles of her wearing this in my notebook! here u go !!

this is a more old doodle- just when i was trying to figure out her design still :3

this is after when i settled with the design she has now ! more of like,,,a small redesign of one of the firsts designs i had of enidan lol

also also OOOO LORE??? LORE AT END??

yeah i can't have this woman happy in her own birthday guys im sorry

btw, i did actually write something there on the photo !! like creamy puff already mentioned- its in a different language, so you'll have to translate it !!

     “ Wakey Wakey ! “     The Tempest roared.      He noticed the small movements under the sheets, the head retreating further into the blankets as if it was to protect from his arrival.     Sounds of groans echoed from the sheets as he heard the familiar voice slid into his ears.     An excuse he had heard one of too many times.     A foot prodded the half-asleep slayer, each movement becomes rougher.     “ You the one who agreed to train ----- “     A pause in his voice before he kneeled over and grabbed the other by the ankles and sliding them out their hiding hole.     “ GET UP BEFORE THE SUN RISES.   WE DONT HAVE ALL DAMN DAY. “      two minutes my ass.