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Descriptions
Shahin & Kailani
The fourth in the series of decriptions paints pictures of two of our three protaganists, Shahin and Kailani. Feel free to weigh in on the forums, if there's someone in particular you'd like to see described.
Shahin & Kailani
The fourth in the series of decriptions paints pictures of two of our three protaganists, Shahin and Kailani. Feel free to weigh in on the forums, if there's someone in particular you'd like to see described.
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Shahin (shuh-HEEN) sh’Chloe
"Sheen" Fifth Cohort Cold as ice, hard as diamonds. The perfectly-poised - normally - girl, perpetually conscious of the impression she is giving, constantly aware of the reactions to her presence, Shahin is always on stage. Only now is she beginning to learn to drop that self-consciousness when around her closest friends. Her clothing is her first tool in creating the image she wants to put forth and, accordingly, she dresses precisely and with great care. Her outfits are elegant, often understated, always dark - black, burgundy, purple, forest green - and always accessorized, tending towards long flowing skirts or short a-line minis, blouses and shirts with complicated necklines, the fabrics usually rich and lush, the buttons horn or jet, the trim and the cut more often archaic. What she wears varies in extremity, depending on the impression she wants to make: for every-day in Addergoole, her clothes are on the dressy and dark side of every-day fashion, while for those “scare the norms” days, she tends towards a Victorian funereal look. Her make-up shifts similarly from moderate to extreme, but she uses it to accentuate the exotic shape of her eyes and the paleness of her skin; light powder and dark eyeliner, blood-red lipstick. Her wrists are always covered. Shahin has wrist warmers, hand warmers, gloves, mitts, wide bracelets, and sweatbands the way some people have socks, a pair for every occasion, but her default pair are black knit wristwarmers with discreet lace trim. Shahin is short, barely over 5'4" (162.6 cm), and the heels on all of her shoes can only mitigate that so much; her friends tower over her. Her skin is the creamy white of someone who spends no time at all in the sun, her hair is either a deep, deep brown or pure black (if she spent any time outside, it would lighten to a chestnut brown); it is wavy rather than straight and, when allowed to flow freely, falls most of the way down her back. Her eyes are nearly the same color, deep brown. Her eyebrows are dark and dramatic, her lips full, her face heart-shaped with a small, pert chin. She is slender, and not very muscular, her wrists and ankles tiny, her stomach flat, her curves, while not boyish, are also not that generous – small, pert breasts, the hint of hips, and, under the Victorian bustle, a tiny, tight ass. With slender shoulders to balance the small hips, in her finery she looks much like a doll, a fragile manufactured thing, and that is how she prefers it. |
Kailani (kah ee LAH nee) Sh’Moonchild
"Kai" Fifth Cohort Still waters run deep. Shy, withdrawn, and uncertain around people, bookish and reserved, Kailani is a creature of libraries and mountain streams, not the complex and capricious social world of Addergoole. In contrast to Shahin, she rarely understands or can affect the way she is seen by those around her, and is at a loss to reconcile that impression with how she sees herself. Her clothing is picked in large part because she likes it, and as such is comfortable, but not aesthetically unpleasing. She wears shorts, or long, flowing gypsy skirts, or batik sarongs, tank tops or gauzy shirts to match, sandals or flip-flops; in winter she wears blue jeans and henley shirts, or heavier skirts with sweaters, ballet slippers or sneakers. The color palate tends towards blues and sea-greens, whites and aquas. She goes barefoot whenever she can get away with it. She is rather average in height, at precisely 168.9 cm (5’6½”), athletic in build, and full of energy, although that energy is often directed very inwardly as she finds herself lost in a book. Although she’s not very aware of the effect her body has on the men and boys around her, her active life pre-Addergoole, and the kindness of genetics, has given her a natural set of assets that could stop traffic if she tried; her body curves vivaciously, with high-set breasts, a narrow waist, and a firm, high ass that give her a nearly-perfect hourglass figure. She has her share of muscle, and her share of the kind of small scars you get from a lifetime outside; she is energetic, and enthusiastic, when given an opportunity to deal with the out-of-doors; she actually enjoys manual labor, and thus has very nicely muscled arms. The gift of her non-human ancestry, other than her brilliantly sharp mind, is a natural dexterity and grace that means she flows like the wind and water that she is named for. Her hair is red and curly, true, brilliant, orange-red sun-streaked with blonde, usually pulled back off her face but allowed to flow freely down her back. She prefers the out-of-doors, and it shows, her pale complexion sprinkled liberally with freckles. Her eyes are brilliantly emerald green, her lips a little thin, her chin determined and her nose upturned; she is thoroughly Irish in both family tree and appearance, despite the Hawaiian name her father graced her with. Her sweet naïveté and unconscious grace only add to her charm, making her a magnet for predators in a place like Addergoole, a fact she is still oblivious to. |
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