Full Name: Faraa Eraiva (Eh-ray-vah)
Honorifics/Nicknames: Fuzz, Fluffy, Hairball
Gender: Female
Age: 22 (In this RP: 17)
Birthday: Won't say.
Height: 4'10"
Weight: Won't say, definitely light.
Species: Skervon
Eye color: Gold
Fur color: Dark/light grey
Hair color: Purple plumage
Markings: White streaks and spots
Alignment: True Neutral
Species Description: Skervons are created years ago to be a fighting species, for the defense of the various international corporations that paid for their design. A mix of skunk, serval, and falcon, with the supposedly "superior" humanoid body structure (not the mention intelligence), and equally comfortable on two and four legs, they were to be excellent bodyguards. Now, they just needed to grow up.
General Appearance: Lithe, with a fine muscular structure, typical of her species. Enough curve to entertain fantasies, and a B-cup chest on the smallish side, not enough to get in the way of her movement. She's very fit and keeps herself in shape. Almost always seen with either a serious expression or a sly smirk, depending on her mood and the situation. See image below for more detailed physical appearance.
Vernacular: Slight Japanese intonation, mostly drilled out by having gone to schools in various places around the world. Currently using central Californian slang, having just returned from there. The accent however is still behind everything she says, if only barely noticeable. She knows many languages due to her constant rotation of schools, and her guardians constantly reinforcing the skill. She prefers to use English the most, then Japanese if necessary.
Cyberization/Abilities:Constant precognition up to 90 seconds in advance.
Possible time-line altering abilities, to this date never observed. To quote a long-time guardian of hers, "It might have happened, but how do you record the existence of something that changes an event you never saw?"
Personality: Calm, focused. Cool under pressure, with a smart-ass streak. Her cool nature is probably in part due to her natural ability, nothing can surprise you if you know what's coming. This at times tends to give the impression that she's arrogant, possibly snotty. This comes to the fore especially when someone is angered enough by her attitude to try and attack her, casually leaning out of the way of each of their strikes.
History: Born and raised in a laboratory with her siblings, she was treated like any child. Loved, cared for, played with, sent to school. Granted she didn't fit in at school, but neither did her siblings. At 12 years old she began combat training of various forms, which she soaked up like a sponge, and will be considered ready for official work at the age of 25.
Field(s) of expertise: Various Close Combat, Munitions, Leadership Training
Pastimes: Martial Arts, Swordplay, Guitar, Drinking with Friends
Phobias: Flea baths and Chihuahuas
Favorite Quote: "Here is the thing about the future. Every time you look at, it changes, because you looked at it, and that changes everything else."
~ Cris Johnson
Favorite Music: Technical Death Metal
Theme Song:
Gojira- Toxic Garbage Island(She'll sing along with it sometimes! Or rather, growl it, headbanging.)
ImagesOn All Fours:
Skervons (C) Me!
Faraa sighed, getting up from her seat carefully so as not to hurt her tail, or for that matter ruffle her skirt, and slung her bag strap over her shoulder. Her skirt was short enough as it was, it sure didn't need her help. Walking into the croud rushing for the doors, she took her spot amongst the hordes of high schoolers flooding into the hallway. Most were japanese, a few were furs, and a few were transfers. It was a pretty active school internationally, which was why she and her siblings where there in the first place. The administration was open to diversity, and they sure had a lot of it.
Of course, some of the students didn't see it the way the administration did. The transfers were ok. The furs were different, sure. But Faraa and her siblings were "freaks", at least to the "popular" crowd. Not everyone felt that way, but you had those few who just had to ruin the fun for everyone.
Like that particular jock. He slammed his shoulder into Faraa's back, causing her to stumble and trip, dropping her bag and of course making a mess with the people who were ahead of her. The hallway laughed, as did the instigator, some called Faraa names, and the whole deal was just one big embarassment. Only it hadn't happened yet.
She knew it was coming, and thus stepped slightly to the side just as he threw his weight forward, fluffy skunk-like tail flicking to the side with her movement, and stuck her leg out to catch him. He stumbled and tripped, falling face first in the middle of the hallway, rolling slightly to glare up at Faraa. She just smiled sweetly, gave him a little wave, and kept walking as a good number of the students around them laughed. At him. You know sometimes she loved being able to do that. It made life so much easier when she could see things coming. How did they all live without it, she'd never know.
She reached back casually to adjust her short skirt, grumbling to herself. As she climbed the stairs to the roof, hoping to find her siblings in their usual lunchtime hangout spot, she grumbled about how the administration were such pervs. Short skirts and sailor outfits, black with dark green trim and bow. At least her clothing was specially tailored to her tail, otherwise she'd be giving everyone a show. Some of the professors would probably like that, you know?
She adjusted the strap to her bag on her shoulder again and walked through the door to the roof, looking around in hopes of seeing her siblings up here.
We're gonna shove our skervons into a school situation, as they would have been in during their past. It's set 5 years behind "present date" for them, which only really means anything for our chars, not really for any of you who want to join.
We're gonna shove our skervons into a school situation, as they would have been in during their past. It's set 5 years behind "present date" for them, which only really means anything for our chars, not really for any of you who want to join.
