Maribelle(Wild West Imp)

"Let's see.... what's this name? Maribelle? ... Come on out then!" Tristana giggled as she held up the book with a grin.

What sort of prank was this? Who heard of someone being stuck in a book. Well maybe she heard something about it from Kennen, people or items stuck in scrolls but really. Why do that when it could just be burnt or soaked..., maybe even slashed or.... why was it glowing?

A blast of light made her drop the book and back away, hurriedly grabbing her cannon and trying to bring to shield herself or fire it. She wasn't going to be caught unaware against... whatever was going to happen. And what happened was unexpected. Even if that's what the book had told her would happen.

With a smell of sulfur and rush of heat, a figure started to rise up out of the book. It was hard to see them with all the light and smoke coming from the book. Energy crackled around the figure as the smoke started to swirl around the room. A loud chackle came from the figure, arms raised to the ceiling. Everything came to a large crescendo, as if a storm was about to break out in the middle of her room.

"FREEDOM!!!! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS, FINALLY..... Cough... COUGH... ugh..."

The light started to fade out, the 'wind' faded, and the smoke dissipating as the figure waved the fumes away. Standing above the book was a figure whose skin was a light purpleish red tone. She wore a black vest with big opening for her cleavage, the button fighting to keep her chest from bursting free. Over her shoulders was an opened black traveling coat, all the better to show her top while giving some protection. Dark colored denim shorts covered her wide hips, as a long-bladed tail whipped around her legs. Said legs were inside white thigh high boots. Her short white hair was under a wide black cowboy hat.

A pair of amber horns, looking like a mix of bone and crystal, broke through her hair and the hat. Said horns looked kinda short but thick, erupting from just a little above her ears. The shape reminded her a bit of bulls. A long black rifle was slung over her back, while a pair of pure white pistols were on her belt. A golden bandana tied tight around her neck, and a pair of white gloves finished the look.

Honestly looked a bit like Miss Fortune and Samira in those frontier outfits... only with a bit 'showier' nature to draw attention. The kind of attention you'd get from some of the bar dancers from said frontier. Only with an extra touch of her 'Little Demon costume' tossed on top of it. The guns looked far different that anything the two gunslingers had. Like a mix of metal and crystal that looked more carved or molded than shaped.

"Bleh, always with the smoke... why can't I turn that off? Every bloody time it's just smoke everywhere...," the figure spat out, her tongue dangling out her mouth. It was pretty long with a few studs, the color changing from black to white depending on the next stud.

"Uh... who are.... what are you?" Tristana asked, trying not to point her gun at the figure. But not putting it down either.

That got her attention, making her turn to face Trist and take steps towards her.

"OH Howdy! I guess you're the new leader huh?" the figure said with a wave.

Her accent was a little weird, but she'd heard such talking before, usually from Graves or Twisted Fate. Only this one was a higher pitch with maybe a bit more 'husk' to it... wait how does that work? And what had she just said?

"Leader what lead WHOA HEY Personal space..." Tristana shouted as she got a quick and hard hug from the woman. Those arms felt stronger than they looked.

"I said what I said. Leader, boss, owner, etc etc; my book, your possession, you're the boss." the woman put her down with a grin, showing off a few teeth that were golden.

"Back up, you wanna explain what's going on before I punt you outta my house? Where'd you come from anyway? You can't expect me to believe you came from that book?" she pointed at the book that had finally seemed to calm down by this point.

"Hoooooo boy you don't know do you." The figure said bringing a hand to her face with a sigh, "Right one sec."

She walked over to it , bent over and reached into the book. Trist had to look away a bit; she wanted to see what the woman was doing but... damn those shorts were really showing off that perfect heart shaped ass. Eventually finding what she wanted, the woman pulled out two objects with a shout of glee. It was a pair of brownish bottles, with XXX labels on it and corked up. The worman opened up one with her teeth and chugged down the liquid.

As she did so, she also lazily tossed the other one over to Tristana who had to drop her weapon to catch it. She'd seen stuff like this before, again usually when hanging around Graves. It was 'moonshine' or something along those lines. Some sort of alcoholic drink. Whatever it was it smelled weird when she pulled the cork out. Hard to describe; what else you say about something that smells sweet, burnt, and like gunpower?

"Drink up and pull up a chair, I got things to tell yah." the strange creature said before taking another long sip from her bottle, "That's the stuff! So...., my name is Maribelle... though I go by Mari most the time. And you're my new boss. So just sit down and lemme tell you what you just stumbled into, boss ma'am."