Toybox

"The mute mathematician."

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Another normy among the peculiar, perhaps peculiar among the normies. A lost bet starting her on a path unknown, or so she shares. Obviously originating from ocean territories, she is usually the first to correct nosy passerbys making remarks of her tentacles, nay; arms. Two impersonate humanoid arms, working well enough to fashion slanted shoulders. Meanwhile, her remaining six operate as would-be legs while stationed among the tedious lands. Many small suction cups line the underside of each and every limb with purpose, audibly popping whenever she drifts across the passing ground. Smooth flesh white as a canvas with contrasting crimson rosettes littering the length of her form. The very same pattern breaks away among two individual stripes above her eyes, these would-be brows affording her more expression while all but lacking a nose and mouth. Brilliant shimmering eyes glisten not unlike the ocean surface Herself with black horizontal pupils, locking with an intense, trained purpose upon those that last on her radar. With no hair to speak of, pale blue water instead travels upward from her head, forever shifting and pulling against the moon's familiar dance. Between slender yet neutral features and an entirely flat bust, it would be quite easy to mistake her for a gentleman if it weren't for the feminine uniform. The fabric shares the Kingdom's infamous colors of deep emerald and gold, along with the land's emblem stitched into the shoulder. Light chainmail across the shoulders and skirts act as the final touch, sharing the status as a guard openly. Suspicion met with a watchful eye; hostility met with brutality.

• 5'10.
  
• Shapeshifting capabilities.
  
• Silent, yet quite chatty with Sign.
  
• Grossed out, never without her spray bottle.
  
• Literal, loyal.