Description
(This is my first time doing this on this website, so don't expect me to be perfect. Sorry if any of these details will drive you up the wall, just remember that I'm doing the best that I could.)
Alain's attire usually consists of a black, frilly tank top, with a checkered, frilly skirt, with a matching bowtie. She also sports long, black stockings, paired with furry, leopard-spot-style shoes. Her skin is what people would call,"Peach-and-cream". Light, with small areas of light-pinkish here and there. Her hair is long, and unkempt, usually. She has a noticeably long cowlick as well. Her hair color, for some reason, is a light-grey color, becoming slightly darker, nearer to her head. She's deceptivly old, seeming to be about eleven, she's really twenty one.
She, around people she hardly knows, is mostly shy. Especially when confronted with a random stranger. She usually warms up to people eventually. Her first impression of people is usually what she bases her opinion of people off of, for quite a while, unless they prove themselves to be otherwise. She's very very fond of those who are gentle towards her. Once she's warmed up to people, she becomes mostly playful, but still retains her shyness, but not as much as before. She has very very little temper problems, if any at all. When she actually does get angry, however, it's almost as if though she's a whole other person. Her pet peeves include: Anything that may be scary, being surprised, perverts, abnormally tall people, and heights. She especially doesn't like it when people call her small/too young.
Alain is very talented in creating costumes, disguises, and clothing in general. Sometimes she unintentionally adds magical properties to her clothing, good, bad, or sometimes both. She always carries around her "Spare outfit" And she only really wears it in case her normal attire is ripped severely, or something of that caliber. She, as you might have guessed, has a slight affinity for magic, but doesn't exactly tap into it that often. Most of the time she forgets she has an affinity for magic at all. Alain usually relies on her father's bludgeon in combat, despite it being 3 feet tall, unwieldy, slightly rusty, and worn out, but she usually doesn't have to use it. She usually either sneaks around the situation, or bargains with the would-be enemy, in order to avoid as much conflict as possible. She also carries around a proportionate backpack, carrying, other than her spare outfit, is a small gallon of some sort of greenish liquid, and small bags of, what seems to be, bread balls.
She isn't exactly keen on sharing her past with anyone...