Post by sphinxgoddess on Oct 21, 2009 0:55:53 GMT -5
Name: Mahara Villina
Age: 24
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 126 lb.
Eye Color: Burnt umber
Hair Color: A rich auburn hue, which many liken to the color of maple syrup placed into a jar and held up against the afternoon sunlight.
Birthdate: UC 0055.9.4
Appearance: Mahara does not hide her tall, svelte body in a swathe of clothes. Commonly she can be seen in tight black pants, the bottoms of which are tucked neatly into knee-high boots with three-inch stiletto heels. Every day she laces her rather large and perky bosom into one of several high-cut corsets (she has quite a collection). Her favorite bodice rises a few inches above her belly button, crafted from delicate lace and fringed with ruffles, while a small rose separates the corset's black and burgundy cups.
When Mahara does decide to cover more of her pecan-colored skin, she opts for a long sleeve shrug with padded shoulders. This shows Mahara's professional attitude when dealing with matters of money and negotiating, yet also displays an air of strength by leaving her chest and stomach nearly bare.
Normally she keeps her striking hair down. When pressing times arise, however, she sweeps it up into a high ponytail where only her bangs escape.
The only other noticeable part of her appearance is a belt she wears nearly every day. Crafted from black leather, the belt is centered by a buckle made from the rare Luna Titanium. The interior picture on the buckle is of a horse's head inside a bouquet of flowers.
Personality: Other tradesmen might call Mahara cold. Enlisted Zeon or EFF soldiers have been known to refer to the young lady as impolite, almost as if she ignores their very presence. But to those allowed into the inner workings of Mahara's life, they simply call her observant. She speaks softly, albeit sternly despite her young age. Only the most trusted of her crew see the lighthearted side of her personality, and even then rarely. She is incredibly ambitious, and disregards small obstacles that stand against her in favor of the bigger picture.
Known History: What little is known about Mahara's past comes from scraps of stories told amongst the crew of Horseman's Banquet, or spoken quietly to those who look upon the girl with curiosity. She was born September 4, 0055, into a poor family residing in the rural countryside of India. Her parents' occupations during that time are unknown, although it is believed her father worked in an Iron mine within in the state of Maharashtra, India. Not long afterwards, perhaps when Mahara had reached three years old, a group of Ere-ism radicals detonated a bomb close to the mine's entrance, nearly causing the entire mine to cave in on its workers. Luckily Mahara's father was not injured during the explosion, although he never worked in the mine again.
Little else can be said about the corset-wearing vixen's life between the ages of four and twenty-three; Mahara herself never speaks about that particular gap of time. Nevertheless, after the age of twenty-three she was regularly seen around the sides orbiting Earth. If you ask them, several of her crew would say that Mahara was making inquiries into both the Earth Federation's and Duchy of Zeon's officer programs. Given her usual attire, many doubted any ability she might have to lead.
In the end Mahara never had to make the choice of which program to join. Mere days after L2 Bunch 8 slammed into Earth, she received word that her parents had died in the impact winter that followed the colony drop. Rather than grieve she made a circuit of the remaining colonies, searching for able-bodied men and women (sometimes dissenters), willing to share their unique skills in exchange for free passage and riches earned by their own hands.
Age: 24
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 126 lb.
Eye Color: Burnt umber
Hair Color: A rich auburn hue, which many liken to the color of maple syrup placed into a jar and held up against the afternoon sunlight.
Birthdate: UC 0055.9.4
Appearance: Mahara does not hide her tall, svelte body in a swathe of clothes. Commonly she can be seen in tight black pants, the bottoms of which are tucked neatly into knee-high boots with three-inch stiletto heels. Every day she laces her rather large and perky bosom into one of several high-cut corsets (she has quite a collection). Her favorite bodice rises a few inches above her belly button, crafted from delicate lace and fringed with ruffles, while a small rose separates the corset's black and burgundy cups.
When Mahara does decide to cover more of her pecan-colored skin, she opts for a long sleeve shrug with padded shoulders. This shows Mahara's professional attitude when dealing with matters of money and negotiating, yet also displays an air of strength by leaving her chest and stomach nearly bare.
Normally she keeps her striking hair down. When pressing times arise, however, she sweeps it up into a high ponytail where only her bangs escape.
The only other noticeable part of her appearance is a belt she wears nearly every day. Crafted from black leather, the belt is centered by a buckle made from the rare Luna Titanium. The interior picture on the buckle is of a horse's head inside a bouquet of flowers.
Personality: Other tradesmen might call Mahara cold. Enlisted Zeon or EFF soldiers have been known to refer to the young lady as impolite, almost as if she ignores their very presence. But to those allowed into the inner workings of Mahara's life, they simply call her observant. She speaks softly, albeit sternly despite her young age. Only the most trusted of her crew see the lighthearted side of her personality, and even then rarely. She is incredibly ambitious, and disregards small obstacles that stand against her in favor of the bigger picture.
Known History: What little is known about Mahara's past comes from scraps of stories told amongst the crew of Horseman's Banquet, or spoken quietly to those who look upon the girl with curiosity. She was born September 4, 0055, into a poor family residing in the rural countryside of India. Her parents' occupations during that time are unknown, although it is believed her father worked in an Iron mine within in the state of Maharashtra, India. Not long afterwards, perhaps when Mahara had reached three years old, a group of Ere-ism radicals detonated a bomb close to the mine's entrance, nearly causing the entire mine to cave in on its workers. Luckily Mahara's father was not injured during the explosion, although he never worked in the mine again.
Little else can be said about the corset-wearing vixen's life between the ages of four and twenty-three; Mahara herself never speaks about that particular gap of time. Nevertheless, after the age of twenty-three she was regularly seen around the sides orbiting Earth. If you ask them, several of her crew would say that Mahara was making inquiries into both the Earth Federation's and Duchy of Zeon's officer programs. Given her usual attire, many doubted any ability she might have to lead.
In the end Mahara never had to make the choice of which program to join. Mere days after L2 Bunch 8 slammed into Earth, she received word that her parents had died in the impact winter that followed the colony drop. Rather than grieve she made a circuit of the remaining colonies, searching for able-bodied men and women (sometimes dissenters), willing to share their unique skills in exchange for free passage and riches earned by their own hands.