Lumikki of Iceberg

"Water holds memory but"

The sun was not yet at the higher most point of his arc. Yet he lingered in the sky, shining his radiant but blinding rays like always. Lumikki couldn’t stand it but didn’t bother complaining. Her chill lingered in the air like a black mist and she laid on her frigid “fold-out seat” made of black ice, just beneath the shade of her black parasol.

Her pale hair was tucked back in Icebergian braids, woven with blue ribbons. And she’d wear a black and white one piece and skirt that flattered her with its cuts and intricate white embroidery. Around her neck was a necklace that consisted of six over hovering beads. They usually rotated around her throat but bow they hovered in place, bobbing up and down rather languidly. Their god sheen, lighting up for every spark that danced along her skin, paired with shimmering markings that seemed etched in her features.

Fit:

"Ice will never forget."

DSK-0vRI of Talaz Laagar

"Splish splash~"

The sun was weird to her still, she had never really managed to stare at it long enough to get a good look at it. It was always trying to play with her optics. She’d be sitting on the beach, nearly engulfed in the water. Her head barely stuck out of the water, her whiskers floating around her as she patiently took note of it. Feeling the fish bumping up against her frame the machia couldn’t help but playfully bump them away with a finger or two. They didn’t come back typically but the more adventurous fish would often nibble at her.

She didn’t need sleep, didn’t need to breath, hell she didn’t even need to eat. She wasn’t capable of giggling or true emotions but there was a playful little sing song tune that rang out of her ‘voicebox’. One of her ears flicked, then two as she could hear a man nearby. She had snuck after Lady Lumikki curious to see where she had been going. Only to follow them to a beach; she figured that the guildmaster had actually figured that she was following her and was distracting the machia somehow.

Not that she mined, she liked the ocean. She liked the stuff in it. Even if a lot of it was scary. She’d stand up out of the water, her form easily raising most of her body out of it. Hell it only came up to her knees where she had been sitting. The machia looked up, a puzzled expression flaring across her faceplate.

”Mistress Lumikki you might want to put something on or you’ll catch a cold. Temperatures in the area are reading thirty degrees lower than predicted.”

DSK-0vRI tilted her head and noted that the man was talking to her guildmaster. Black hair, well dressed even on the beach. She’d put a hand up to her faceplate in consideration before walking over. She sank a good foot into the sand before she’d look down, her ‘brows’ raising a bit as she had to adjust the distribution of her weight on her feet to allow for her to walk on the sand as normal individuals did. She overheard what the man had to say and she’d ponder.

”The Colonel is exceptionally well dressed for the weather Mistress. Should I fetch your coat?”

She didn’t feel the cold, didn’t feel tired, didn’t feel hunger. Her politeness was only eclipsed by the fact that she hardly was wearing anything. Outside of her massive frame she was practically wearing only a somewhat revealing bottom portion of her swimsuit. It probably helped that her body was mostly sea through and the fact you could see her ‘bones’ through most of her translucent skin. Her large tail curled about and she’d perk up, remembering what she had been told.

”Hello Mr. Colonel! My designation is DSK-0vRI.”

She was cheerful, polite and standing a good five feet away from the colonel but her reach was long enough where her hand was practically thrust into his face. Like the general she was obscenely tall, but definitely seemed as though she was… Well. Less imposing. Probably.


 

"I'll never crash~"