Standing at an odd height for an Iromakuanhe, she is short and thin in the waist and legs, with a healthy and rounded chest and strong, thick glutes and lower back. Her arms are strong, as she swims often and late at night after her son has gone to sleep.
Her hair is not too long, near her shoulders, an unremarkable length, as she likes it. It begins as being yellow at the roots, a lovely straw color. Gold is mixed in, shining irredescently as she moves, and gets lighter towards the tips, turning into both a rich and pale white.
Her eyes are blue-grey, like a storm turning into a hurricane, and look as tough on the outside as she is on the inside. Her horns are the typical color, but shorter than average.
She wears duller blues, often with heathers and greys to accent the demure pieces she wears, coupled with simple lines and patterns that aren't too eye-catching. Her brighter, lighter clothes are saved for special occassions and when she feels most strongly. She has a simple toolbelt and wears sturdy, buckled boots.
She has a swimsuit, since there is a pool on the ship. She swims regularly, but only when it's sunny and she can go in between heavy swims and lacksadaisically sitting under the warmth of the rays. Her swimsuit is all black, hugs her breasts firmly, but there looks to always be a chance of it slipping off of them. She bought a medium pair of bikini bottoms when she's really a small and they hang down where they should cover, nearly showing off too much.
She doesn't draw attention to herself, isn't loud or over-bearing, and isn't obsessive over others. She is quite the opposite of those things.
She is attuned to others' needs and doesn't stray from the altruistic thing to do often, but when she does it is often of a sexual variety. She had a harem of women in her life before coming aboard the airship and is always looking to build new relationships, as she has with a few women aboard.
Her son is the most important thing to her and she is patient, kind, and capable of letting him find his independence. She is alone, now, in taking care of him and doesn't let her lovers or partners that she builds up around herself to make up for the lossof her husband affect her son. She is inclined to keep them out of raising her son as she hopes to solidify who he is without too many outside influences on him.
Saathi Pavitra was born in AR 911 on Hlarai, she had three loving, concerned, and devoted parents. They pushed her towards her career of working on OGNEIR.net as a web developer. The job was unfulfilling to her for most of her life and, when she became a wife, no longer needed to work and set the career aside to pursue becoming a mother. Her husband was a pilot, something she had always wanted to be, and he set her up with all of the tutorials and simulations she could ever need in hope that one day she, too, could fly alongside him.
He suffered a major paralysis out of nowhere and soon became troubled, drinking and spitting venom at those around him, excluding their son. But when he could no longer bear his suffering, he took his own life, tragically.
She got by on his life insurance for a few years, before it ran out and she had to take up another job, again. But instead of web programming, again, she went for a career as a pilot. Small airships at first after she got her license to fly, then bigger names and better ships. She was then approached by her cousin about flying for his ship, the HAS Reva Maya. She accepted, happily.
On the ship, she pilots and works on the bridge, allowing the captain and others to set about tasking her son with duties, hoping to see what sticks as far as a profession for him goes. Children as young as six in the Eyr Ranr culture are set to work and expected to fulfill certain roles.
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Saathi Pavitra currently has 13000 KD.
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