[Kitsaria]

There were perks to being a demon, and being able to hide in plain sight had to be the best of them. For as many years as the house had been standing Kit had hidden herself away in a room under the basement stairs. The first owner had known and welcomed her, after he'd passed however she'd simply stayed tucked away, sneaking out at odd hours when she wouldn't be noticed. She hadn't had any claim to the house, but she was too set in her ways to leave. Besides, she hadn't been interested enough in the people who'd come and gone since then to bother letting her presence be known, and on top of that none of them had notice the door that led to her room.

When the knob, hell the whole of her door shook from someone trying to open it, Kit startled, and nearly jumped from where she'd been curled up. Not knowing who, or what, was on the other side of the door, the demoness shifted her form -yet another perk- from something that looked like a dragon of human portions, to the form of a woman, long heavily curled ringlets of hair falling past her waistline. She dressed herself in a simple pair of jeans, and a snug fitted tee shirt before sliding her feet into a pair of shoes and walked to the door.

Quietly she broke the magic seal keeping the door locked and peered her head out, wanting to know who it was that could see her door when so many others didn't. What greeted her was a rather nice backside, as the person owning it was bent over a box, presumably opening it.

[[OOC: Holy crap I'm so sorry this took forever to get done, Akri. x__x ]]