Usako

Ambered gold flecked with jade sparkles, overwhelms, and dwarfs pale, porcelain features; eyes slanted and fey noticed first in their compelling efficiency. Jet black streaked with silver flow in remembrance of youthful abandon down a slim frame, whispering just above the dip of her lower back. Swan neck and slim shoulders still hold off the signs of aging, although creases around large eyes and thin lips indicate a smiling, kindly disposition. Small in stature, there is still an air of command about her, an overwhelming sense of efficiency.
Slim frame is bundled into baggy clothing, drab dress gathered in folds that hide pockets full of all sorts of odds and ends. Keychain hangs from loose belt that rides low on well-rounded hips, jingling slightly with every movement. Soft slippers encase small feet, the soles enforced but well-worn, a telltale sign of all the time she spends on her feet. Twit regards you from atop Usako's shoulder.

 


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