Kalita

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=• Overall Appearance •=

Almost looking malnourished, even sickly so, at times but don't be fooled. There was still plenty of fight and grace in her lithe frame and looks are very deceiving. She's a little taller than the average female and the huge, notched, radar dishes for ears that sit atop a mess of hair that's almost never tame only makes her seem that much more so.

Markings: Usually has painted symbols on her body, pretty much anywhere and everywhere most of the time (don't ask what the paint is made out of, probably better not knowing). Also, she has three piercings in her ears, one with a single piercing and the other with two. Numerous scars from her childhood, fighting the Dominion and her escape from Arboria covered her in random places.

=• At a Glance •=

Being a bit of a wildcard by nature as she was already, the events that occurred during and since the massacre on Arboria had no doubt made things even worse. Outsiders never fully understood her before. Now? Who knows what they'd think of her. There's no rhyme or reason as the tides and the moons seem to dictate the rhythm within. One minute happy, the next filled with a special kind of darkness, but maybe she's really not that different than before after all. She did always seem to be in her own orbit most of the time anyway. Well okay, she's a bit more violent these days to certain overgrown mutant gerbils and the laughing is a little unsettling too. She's also developed certain fondness for some vices introduced to her by the Granok. Even lending her own special talents to making them even more potent, gods help us.

Overall she's mostly friendly and her "damaged goods" personality, along with a fiercely protective streak in regards to her old and more traditional ways, make her a least a little bit endearing to most. Especially since she's not totally against the new world she's been thrust into, it's almost like she doesn't really care that much for some reason or another. Her general aloofness also keeps her out of drama or causing any waves as well, so not bad to have around most of the time. The Granok don't seem to mind another drinking buddy either, even if she thinks they're great for sleeping on.

Mostly she continues to practice and hold her ways so dearly that she's almost in a constant search for "just the right places." Why? That's anyone's guess, but the night and drums always call to her. Dare you do the same?

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