Well, she can't walk home in this...

Stroking her hair, I sighed. "Well, you can't very well walk home in that," I tell her, referring to the downpour of rain outside. "You want to stay here for the night?" Wykkyd looked up at me and nodded vigorously, a slight smile spreading across her pale face.

Helping her to her feet, I took hold of her hand. "C'mon, let's go gather up some candles. Hard to read without light," I remarked. She seemed to accept my hand until the next thunderclap. After that, my hand wasn't enough. She latched onto my right arm, shivering. She really was adorable.

Leading her along, I gathered some candles and lit them. "There we go...nothing to be scared of," I soothed. Wykkyd blushed heavily in the candle light, fiddling with her cape. I took this time to take stock of her appearance.

Wykkyd was tiny. I already mentioned that really, but it bears repeating. "Petite" was the right word, I think. I'm not a very tall person myself and she was just tall enough to rest her chin on my shoulder...if she stood on her toes.

Her short stature and tiny frame didn't take away from the fact that she was of decent bust size. At least a C. They looked bigger on her though. Unlike the male Kyd Wykkyd, Wykkyd here had hair exposed, long raven locks that some times obscured her face.

All in all, Wykkyd was cuteness personified with a dash of sexy. I suddenly noticed that she had a questioning look on her face. It occurred to me that I had been staring. "Sorry, I can't help it," I explained. "You really are beautiful, Wykkyd. ...you don't mind if I don't include the "Kid" part, do you?"