Nickname: The Shooting Star
Age: Appears in her mid-twenties
Appearance: She is a woman who, more often than not, will have a windswept look about her--but contrary to making her look disheveled, it fits her style rather well. She takes pride in her emerald eyes, a noticeable first feature usually highlighted by her slightly rosy cheeks and tanned complexion. Her eyebrows are a little thick and shorter than average, but she hides them behind long bangs. Her hair tends to be wild and unruly and it is not uncommon for strands of hair to randomly stick up at times. Even with her efforts, the best she can manage is to tame it down so that it curls at the tips around her cheeks. Her hair falls to her waist and curls at the very tips.
It can jokingly be debated whether or not this woman has ever worn pants. Most of her clothes are in the form of coat-dresses--and most of them with enough elegance to please most situations. Her dresses are also made out of satin--a fabric she adores for its softness and silky feel. She prefers high-rising collars that brush the tips of her ears, ending in a v-neck that compliments her breasts without putting them on too much of a display. The fabric around her shoulders is bunched up to give it a sort of "poof" effect and kept in place by two belts that encircle around her arm several inches above her elbows. Her sleeves are long, covering her hands from view. Her dresses are usually adorned with layers of frills to provide warmth, comfort, and aesthetic appeal. Beneath her skirts, she wears a thin layer of cloth akin to leggings that are covered by thigh-high boots.
Race: Elemental Creature
Sexual Preference: Asexual
Strengths: Living up to her nickname, she can alter the form of her body to resemble that of a star. Her skin darkens to a rich, raven black as her facial features seem to disappear into the void of darkness. Only her eyes are clearly visible, and those shine with a rather passionate, turquoise hue. She has no pupils, which can be a little disturbing to one first witnessing this alternate form. Her brown hair seems to light on fire during the transformation, seemingly burning at the very tips. Her body becomes clothed in a thin material, glowing markings clearly visible on her shoulders and on her upper thighs. But don't let the cloth fool you. This form is just her attempt at still looking human--she will literally burn any who try to touch her.
Much akin to a fire mephit, she has a breath weapon that allows her to expel flames from her mouth. The strength of these flames are reliant upon how much energy she has stored in her body--which is in constant flux due to the energy she draws from the atmosphere. Fire is flee-flowing and she can further alter the form of her body to anything she pleases--a flame whirlwind, a pillar of fire--she just needs proper time to change her body into energy and spread out the particles from there. She can also fly--a lovely little ability that has brought flame to many a tree branch.
Weaknesses: She uses the sun to re-charge her fire energies, but the sun is also something of her rival or nemesis. She can't morph during the day as the sun's rays are too intense, too strong and would blot her out from vision and over-power her abilities. In fact, transforming during the day is flat-out dangerous since she could run the risk of losing control of herself and going on a fire-impassioned rage. Therefore, she is equally reliant upon the moon--as its rays are gentler and much more controlled. She can only shine at night and must return to human shape before the sun rise.
While she is re-charging, she is physically weaker and has less stamina. The early afternoons are especially grueling for her because they come with the most caution. Drinking in too much solar energy will cause her to be off-kilter for the rest of the day and being in direct sunlight between noon and 3:oo is an absolute no-no. Therefore, she attempts to resolve this by staying indoors and simply sitting by a window to get adequate sunlight. If she absorbs too much early on in the day, her body will be unable to hold its completely human shape and she may suddenly light on fire--which would be rather unfortunate as well as endangering to her health. The whole process is oddly specific and she takes absolutely no risks... which puts her in the quirky position to suddenly, without warning, go darting off--promptly abandoning her previous position for safety.
This can make it hard for her to form attachments with others. She can't quite bridge the gap between caring and simply fulfilling a contract or agreement. It seems to make other people uncomfortable when she doesn't smile, so she does. They seem pained when she does not return their friendship, so she does her best to mimic what they do. She has a strong sense of duty but that's because it's rational and doesn't rely on bias... or so her understanding leads her to believe. If she's given adequate reason for it, she'll preform any action she is asked. Because that's what interaction is, right? Fulfillment and purpose? She really doesn't get the whole "socialization" thing, it just seems needlessly complicated.
She can come across as cruel or brutal, but to her, she's just carrying out a task. She doesn't have much of a sense of empathy, because fire has never really had a need to feel like creatures of flesh need to. She is somewhat conscious of how her actions appear to others and this can cause her to close off because she doesn't want to insight fear in others. She wants them to show her how they go about existing. In fact, if given the chance, she is often full of questions--each answer a contributing piece to the larger puzzle.
In the end, she really just wants to understand, the problem is that she may not always know how to communicate this desire. She usually resorts to using crude body language when her words fail her. Perhaps in the right light, this could be viewed as almost cute... but she'd be pretty oblivious to that sort of thing. In fact, that sort of thing just goes right over her head. Compliments befuddle her. As do most mannerisms. She knows she has a lot to learn and it can embarrass her how inexperienced she is with emotions. But she tries. The only mystery to her is why she even cares about trying.
Time does not pass quite in the same manner for an elemental as it does for a creature of the flesh. As opposed to the instinctive thought, time moves a lot slower for her than it does for other manner of creatures. Her concept of what a year is is rather... skewed, to say the least. To her best memory, she simply came into being and shortly there after, was summoned away from her home to the material plane by a strange cult of humans that seemed to worship some sort of moon deity. She didn't really want to ask a lot of questions--they were wearing bizarre masks. And weren't on fire.
She was taught the rather harsh sounding "common tongue" of humans, which did not flow nearly as nicely as her own tongue. She soon learned that her existence on the material plane hinged upon two things she had never witnessed before--the sun and the moon. She had trouble in her early days with controlling her flames but over time, (how much, she couldn't even remotely take a stab at) she learned how to properly materialize within the physical realm. She discovered that creatures of flesh could melt and that they could not withstand the heat that she could. Yet, these other creatures possessed things that she did not... and understanding that confounded her.
Confusion seemed tied to her time on the material plane and she waits to complete her assigned task so she can finally return home... that's what she was promised, anyway.
