Psi

Intro

• "Despite it all, I am alive, and I'm about to correct that"

• Basic Info

  • Race: Arabic
  • Age: 24
  • Body Type: Muscular/curvy
  • Height: 5'7
  • Weight: 68.9 kg
  • Complexion: Tan and freckled
  • Hair: Black
  • Eyes: Golden
  • Handedness: Currently left handed
  • Scars: Cross on chin
  • Relationship Status: Single
  • Personality: Outwardly soft-spoken, polite, and always fond, Psi's inwardly teasing, tempermental, and cocky
  • Mannerisms: fiddles, sweeping gestures
  • Likes: Cold foods, her sand, owls, Blue, and moonlight walks
  • Dislikes: Unknowns, spicy foods, forms of agression, loud noises and people

• Description

  Psi is something to behold - not traditionally beautiful, nor even initially attractive.
  Tanned, blemished, and scarred, her skin is golden and callused across her hands. It's a small detail - like how the corners of her full lips tilt indulgently, or how her long lower lashes brush against the bruised skin beneath her dark eyes - but something that just makes her... her.
  Maybe it's the way that her feathery, ebony tresses are teased by the wind, even under the hood of her coat, or the way that her short red skirt flies up dangerously in the gales, but in that moment?
  Psi is beautiful.
  You look past the bushy, untamed eyebrows, the wonky scars on her chin, and even the chunky, neon pink cast encasing her right wrist can be looked passed, and it's just her: curvy and muscular, exotic features, soft smiles, and teasing purrs.
  She wouldn't be like this to anyone - hell, sometimes she isn't even to you - so maybe it's the halo of light as the moon looks down at the dewy field, or the way that frostbite and insomnia make your thoughts blur and maniacal. But you wouldn't mind seeing her like this again.