In a furious rain cloud of luggage, the hooligan stormed into the empty space. "Needs paint."

She huffed and set down trunk after trunk of antique luggage with bits of clothing sticking out. The walls of the standard condo were all beige and boring. Matching carpet with a few stains no one wanted to think about were they came from.

Bounding over her own mess, the hooligan looked out to their small porch at least 3 stories up. A mixture of nature, sea side and buildings. Squealing at the very thought of her Mistress' herbs growing in a few pots on the wooden deck with a couple of piece of metal furniture if she could hunt it down. Sure this place needed work, but that was half the fun. Having freckles of paint on your cheeks and questioning what you had gotten yourself into. This held all the promise in the world and yes the promise of failure, but that could be done with fun and style.

Wiggling her backside with her hand pressed flat to the sliding french doors, eyes darting about the skyline. Breath fogging up the glass from between her parted lips. No amount of gloom could ruin this moment from her.

"Mistress! You okay?" Not even glancing back to the open door. Mind completely enthralled with the view before her. Something new and begging for her special brand of chaos. Look out Rhy'din. Hooligan has come to play!

Rolling with laughter as her personal garments added the desperately needed color she craved. Wiping a tears from her eyes as she walked forward to take off the bra helmet.

"Come on now. You really can't be mad at me. Hooligan after all."

Kissing her Mistress' cheek and her hand hanging loose around her hips.

"Besides, it is your favorite bra of my collection."

In her hand dangling down Mistress' leg was a pale pink and black lace bra with pleating. Taking the moment to nip at her nose, Hooligan let out a sharp whistle.

"Void! Come here boy! Who's a good void" Come here you lazy lump! Don't worry. It will answer more quickly after I have a decent stock pile of body treats."

Sauntering away a black endless looking form slunk out from a trunk following on the heels of Hooligan like a really massive puppy. Was this unearthly thing even panting"

"Alright you. "

Gazing over her shoulder to the void.

"If you set up our bedroom you can have your choice of closets. The master is off limits. Hell, I might even let you sleep under the bed tonight if you do it just the way I like. Pretty please?"

An ungodly howl only the most war hardened of hearts could love sounded off in the still empty space. Barreling down the hallway all manner of noises followed.