Syhoitta

Known in her world, Tyi, as an Elanim, Syhoitta is basically a neko. Young and restless, she's a spitfire that enjoy's good male company. http://ladysyhoitta.deviantart.com/art/The-Lady-Syhoitta-Colored-138474458

a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Lady_Syhoitta

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

Groups

Description

Easily 5'4" and slender. An hourglass figure with a slightly bigger bottom than top. She has a soft caramel color to her skin, natural black-brown markings covering her frame. She has tender gold eyes coupled beautifully with red-brown tresses and tail. She wears her simple, tattered, partially see-through white dress, the only thing offered to her people to wear, as they are currently a slave race.

Personality

Syhoitta is a spitfire. Some attribute it to her red hair, others say it's because she remembers when the Elanim were a free race. She loves male attention, and definitely has her heart set on getting married once she finds the right one for her. She may not have a lot of strength within her frame, but that doesn't stop her from saying what's on her mind!

Equipment

Nothing.

History

Syhoitta is a commoner Elanim, a species on the world of Tyi that is similar to what are known as Nekos. Her race has been overrun by the Nakkur, wretched bear-boar humanoids that took over through brute force. She is now an escaped slave, one of the only Elanim that are running about in the free world.

((If you'd like to see the story I'm writing that Syhoitta's character came from, go to: http://ladysyhoitta.deviantart.com/art/ ... -136810727 Note: this is a work in progress, sorry about the messiness.))

Syhoitta's Story

# Master's Dojo, 2009-09-26 23:27:21, as a chat transcript.
yay, it works!))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-27 19:13:53, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She swayed into the bar, pushing the door open with a light flick of her wrist. The lights caused her to close her golden orbs, slowly reopening them until they adjusted. She wore her simplistic white dress, the hem teasing her mid-thighs. Cat-like ears swiveled atop her mass of red-brown tresses, lengthy tail slinking about her stomach and hugging tight. A new place, new faces. She was a bit worried, but she stepped forward and grabbed herself a seat.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-27 19:25:31, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She sat with a loud thud, kicking her slippered feet up and resting them against the table that was before her chair. She yawned loudly, arms outstretching over her head before they trickled down, hands clasping the back of her skull cushioned by her thick hair. She watched the others around her, yellowed orbs glowing in the low light of the bar with a glint of boredom.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-28 17:48:56, as a chat transcript.
Chaos Theory is indeed awesome, Ursula))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-29 08:58:29, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta A clawed hand light upon the door, pushing ever so softly to bring it around its hinges. In stepped the Elanim, a creature of tan skin and multiple markings, red-brown tresses and luxurious tail, tail feline ears, and golden eyes. She was quiet as she entered, orbs glancing from personage to personage, taking in each facial in silent wonder. She took a seat, and continued to watch.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-29 09:07:14, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta Slender fingers slid through her elongated tresses, golden orbs wide as she watched the chaos within the bar. A fight, it seemed. Animalistic nature overtaking the human psyche. She smiled, ears twitching and moving, allowing herself to listen in on various conversations. She picked at bits and pieces of the words, the sentences, analyzing and thinking, pondering over the actions and thoughts of those around her.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-29 09:27:14, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta Legs crossed as she leaned forward, furred elbows against the table as her eyes peered about, still interested in the happenings of those around her. A tearing of the heart, a lovelorn story, shoutings, curses. She so enjoyed the common life. An interesting tale never seemed out of reach when she entered such establishments as this. Her chin rested easily within her up-turned palms, a chuckle and amused smile gracing her visage as she listened to the angered yells flying around her. So... interesting.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-29 09:33:16, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She slid back, spine light against her chair as her attention was grabbed by the machine seemingly interested in destroying the bar. Her brows rose, eying the object with complete curiosity. She watched another retaliate against the agitator, her smile returning as she offered an encouraging clap. Perhaps the man would save the rest of the bar.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-29 09:35:40, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She giggled and clapped some more, the sounds of cheering issued towards the attacker and defender of the bar. She laughed softly, running her fingers, slightly stinging from her clapping, through her tresses, pushing them behind her shoulders.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-29 09:38:17, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta Her face soured, a new entry into the bar demanding a calmed atmosphere. Her golden orbs narrowed as she glanced at him, eyes slowly tracking up and down his frame as she huffed and puffed, pretty arms, all tattooed in elegance, crossing beneath her chest. "Someone cares not for fun; pity the too serious."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-29 09:51:17, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She whined, hoping the reaction of the newly appointed 'commander' would result in something more interesting than a simple request for the machine to fix what he had broken. She tapped a light finger against the grain of her table, sun-like orbs watching the movements around her, a tender sigh pressing from her lips.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 11:57:12, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta Slender frame eased into the bar, thick tail curled about her midsection as she preened through it, thin fingers running through the fur. She walked passed other patrons, pretty ears maneuvering about as she picked up on random conversations here and there, enjoying the chaos that erupted about her. Now, if only there was someone to talk to, someone interesting, someone... male. A secretive smile spread across her plump lips, enjoying the thought of possible flirtatious situations she could get herself into.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 12:13:19, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta Pretty arms lifted, tossing her hands to her head, her elbows high above her cats ears. She sashayed to a vacant seat, pretty rump slowly falling into the chair. She crossed her knees, her tail slinking up and gently falling over a single shoulder, the tip flicking back and forth playfully. Golden orbs befell those around her as she pondered, wondering if any of the other patrons would be interesting enough to speak to.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 12:15:04, as a chat transcript.
USA))

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 12:22:43, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She moaned lightly, her thought processes bringing the sound to her lips. She gnawed on her bottom lip, a tender sigh escaping her throat. Goodness, goodness. So many interesting characters to try and entertain herself with. She gazed upon the duo of wolves at a certain man's feet, a slender brow perked. She pushed the hiss back into her vocals, a smirk along her thick lips.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 12:26:42, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She caught Chakor's glance, her golden orbs widening in playfulness. She purred softly, daring to exit her seat and saunter over to him at the bar. Though she came his way, she kept her distance, leaning heavily against the wooden grain of the counter, thick tail flicking back and forth. "Pretty pretty puppy," she cooed, voice just loud enough for him to hear. "Care to play with a kitty?"

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 12:31:08, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She chuckled loudly, tossing her head back with her laughter. Red-brown tresses slid back and forth against her rump as her same-hued tail curling about one of her legs. "Poor poor puppy!" She said, gently casting her gaze to the growling wolf, offering him a kissy face. "Puppy needs a kiss."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 15:30:39, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta Oooh, here yet again. Syhoitta was becoming attached to this place of chaos and blood. With light steps she entered, golden orbs piercing through the candlelit establishment, taking within her mind the faces displayed before her. She saw anger and surprise on some of the visages, words accompanying the dashing stares and disappointed glances. She rubbed her hands together, enjoying the vast amount of emotion within the room; it made her feel alive. With tender steps she claimed a bar stool, sitting with her thick red-brown tail lacing around one of the legs of the chair. She slid her dainty fingers along the counter top before turning about, continuing to watch the other patrons with deep interest.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 16:03:47, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She purred, the sound resonating from her throat, encasing her frame in the soothing sound. Oh yes, she did so love this place. She continued leaning against the bar counter, elbows upon it as she leaned backwards, eyes facing the main area of the bar. Her tail flicked, unraveling from its grasp along one of the legs of her stool, slowly beginning to fly back and forth in ponderous thought. So many interesting faces, so many interesting people. So many men. She chuckled, the hearty laughter slipping from her sensual smirk. Was there no one to play with tonight? "Kitty kitty wants to play," she cooed, batting her eyelashes.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-09-30 16:14:25, as written by Lady_Syhoitta
Syhoitta She licked her plump lips, the dryness hardly touched by her slender tongue. Heavens, she was thirsty! She turned upon her bar stool, pretty golden orbs blinking as she gazed about for a bar tender, her eyes falling upon Chuji. She cleared her throat loud enough for him to hear, eyes narrowing in a seductive gaze as she leaned forward, elbows once again upon the counter. Her chest pushed up to be rather apparent, she called to the man, her voice sweet as summer rain. "What does a girl have to do to get a free drink?" She purred, cat-like ears shifting forward to hear his response as her tail curled up and over her left shoulder.