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Revision as of 14:43, 29 May 2019

INTRODUCTION

Sana Sunada is the furthest thing from a curious figure. She isn’t interesting, compelling, nor is she especially talented in any extraordinary thing. That’s how it seems, at least, upon first meeting the girl—she’s terribly simple-seeming; it’s almost tragic. She’s square as a sugarcube and disinteresting as dust gathered in the attic; she’s a flower pressed between the pages of a book, dry and dead and faded to a pale shade of periwinkle.
But of course, she has her own secret chronicle of adventures—she grew up with a daring cabal of operatives and assassins during the Garlean occupation of Othard, then sailed across the seas to Eorzea, seeking refuge. For a time, she worked as a housekeeper; for a time, she did nothing, simply existing in inn rooms. She was a lost dandelion set adrift on the wind, writing songs and poems and collecting books to learn the language. And once she’d gained her footing in her new home, fate saw it fit to undo everything in a scattering spiral of unspooling constellations and aimless stars.

Fate saw it fit to tangle her in a cosmic dance that she can’t step away from.

APPEARANCE

She is easily overlooked, especially in a crowd of her own people. Everything about her is prim and pretty, but understated—a natural beauty not unlike that of a wildflower.
She is remarkably dainty. Thin and frail from head to tail to toe, the sharp contours and curves of her bones are more far apparent than those of supple sinew. Her wrists and ankles look dangerously thin, as though she’s like to topple over or break in half at any time. With virtually no curves to speak of, her bust all but disappears underneath her clothing. Her two-spaded tail, too, is skinnier than average.
Typically, she wears her hair parted down the middle and pulled into two low pigtails. The hairstyle compliments her facial structure—framed by her long bangs, her gentle features are made gentler, bright eyes promising forgiveness and warmth and lips promising petal-soft kisses. The soft swell of her cheekbones and the dip of her brow into the shallow slope of her nose draw the observer’s gaze to her sleepy, half-lidded eyes, that, in the right lighting, appear dark and sultry. Her irises are the color of a pale tundra sky.
Most things about her are flowerlike—from her eyes to her wisteria-whispering voice to the perfume of sunlight that scents her vicinity, she’s a garden of a girl, a bed of sunflowers and daisies and ruby-red petunias that dance on the wind.
Distinguishing marks:
+ Underweight; bony
+ Crescent-shaped horns
+ Unusually delicate scales
+ Slender, double-spaded tail
Common accessories:
+ Light necklaces, sometimes; usually easy to overlook.
+ Feathered hair ties
+ A touch of clear nail polish

PERSONALITY

She’s a people-pleaser, ever at the mercy of her loved ones when it comes to emotional stability. But she’s too quiet—she just can’t overtly ask for the love that she needs; instead, she’s forever trying to subtly gain it through small, silent gestures: making rosemary tea, mending clothes, listening to woes for hours on end, or tidying up living spaces. She likes to bring people pressed wildflowers and butterfly wings as little favors of her love, but can never gift anything that comes straight from the heart.
If there’s one thing Sana is good at, it’s cleaning—she’s a only clear-minded person because she makes a habit of straightening things in houses. She’s very talented at keeping herself distracted and her hands busy.
She blushes, stammers, and covers her mouth with her hand when she smiles; she’s known to trip over words when flustered—which isn't too uncommon. For this reason, she often finds herself at the end of harmless jokes that she takes far too seriously. She always bounces back, though, usually with the help of someone looking to be in mild distress. She is always one to help a stranger in peril, and that, too, lands her in a lot of trouble.
Aspects that stand out:
+ Observant
+ Timid
+ Hardworking

LIKES

+ Bathing luxuriously
+ Dry, breezy weather
+ Cleaning and organization
+ Small mechanical parts, especially things that glow
+ Travel by airship
+ Stargazing and cloud-watching, sunrises, and sunsets

DISLIKES

+ The feel of thick or fuzzy cloth on her scales
+ Cold weather
+ Being catcalled or heckled
+ Talking about herself
+ Unwanted physical contact
+ Writing in Eorzean

FEARS

+ Gunfire, explosions, projectiles, fireworks, and fire
+ Intimacy
+ Upsetting/disappointing others
+ Guns and gunblades, grenades, large weapons, and serrated edges
+ Combat—choosing whether to pull the trigger or not
+ Spectral entities, especially when blue or butterfly-shaped

STRENGTHS

+ Intuitive
+ Self-reliant
+ Empathetic
+ Observant
+ Humble
+ Organized

WEAKNESSES

+ Trusting
+ Tense
+ Self-punishing
+ Easily flustered
+ Nonconfrontational
+ Ruminative


GOALS

+ Learning how to treat herself with kindness
+ Finding a permanent home, and eventually, a permanent life
+ Making peace with the ghosts of her past
+ Tying up loose ends
+ Honing a trade or skill to near perfection
+ Travelling to her homeland and perhaps aiding its restoration

OOC

OOC INFORMATION

PLAYER NOTES
+ 18+ and comfortable with most mature/dark themes
+ I bounce between paragraphs and one-line banter depending on setting/crowd size
+ I'm the champion of keeping IC/OOC separate
PERSONAL RP LIMITS
+ I will play: Most things and themes! I don't mind getting dark/bloody/whatever. As long as things that warrant OOC discussion are justified and discussed, I'm game~
+ I won't play: The biggies: rape, incest, general too-gritty things that might set me off. I won't play some cases of permanent mutilation/dismemberment, permanent character death, descriptions of animal cruelty/mistreatment, and oneshot ERP/long-term ERP-focused plots. I don't do long-term AU ships.
CONTACT INFORMATION
+ In-game: Sana Sunada, Mateus
+ Tumblr: r4en.tumblr.com
+ Discord: temporarily out of service o|-<

CHARACTER DETAILS

SONGS
+ Jennifer Van Der Harten - Gu De Niste Ni Mise (Voice reference!)
+ The Battle of Land and Sea - Birdsong
+ Mariee Sioux - Wild Eyes
+ Lana del Rey - Say yes to Heaven
+ Mirah - Shells
PLOT HOOKS
+ Temp: Text to come soon.



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INFORMATION
Name - Sana Sunada
Pronunciation - Saw-na Sue-na-dah
Race - Au Ra, Raen
Name Day - 4th Sun of the 2nd Astral Moon
Deity - Imagination

+ Citizenship: Eorzean, tenuously
+ Occupation: Housekeeper
+ Hair color: Silky black
+ Eye color: Periwinkle
+ Complexion: Porcelain
+ Piercings: None
+ Marks or tattoos: None
+ Alignment: True neutral
+ Sexual orientation: Bisexual
+ Romantic orientation: Biromantic
+ Relationship status: Unwed
+ Favorite food: Anything Othardian
+ Favorite drink: Wintermelon sake
+ Favorite color: Green
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