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Beach Goer by TujomaMusaki

Beach Goer

TujomaMusaki

Beach Goer

Set aglow in radiant splendor, she stood at the waters edge with a look and a smile for the world all around her, a glimmering sheen about her form complimented well by the bright glow of a midday sun. Her eyes a cool and piercing cerulean blue, revealing a certain energetic gleam to an altogether open gaze as she looked with a a sense of regard to what onlooker stood in her presence. Lithe and of fairer grace than most, her form and figure was cast to be a thin and yet curvaceous build, tempered by a sense of athletic affinity molded into an effeminately beauteous body. And in her beauteous charm, her lips creased with a loosely playful grin as she looked on. Shoulders squared as her arms folded behind her back, head cocked leftwards as her body remained stock centered, a gentle lean going forth.

Flesh in the lightest color of peach shone itself in its form akin to the smoothest satin, supple and yet firm all at once. Her hair comprised in what golden locks trickled down the length of her head and face, cut short at the back so that the length met and stopped just at her neck, lengthy strands going so far as to veil her forehead against the suns far reaching light.

Skye'vn Parella was her name, a fairly typical girl with a slightly atypical sense of adventure that made her a bit more of a thrill seeker than most people would otherwise be. With her eyes set to the future and a sense of up to the minute action, there's an altogether wholesome desire for her to live life perpetually in the fast lane. Living life to a contemporary businessman of a father, and a businesswoman of a mother, her home life in contemporary affluence was but a spring board for allowing her to focus and reflect upon her own interests. As such, she drove a fast car and had access to a wide array of services and the esteemed privilege to study and enjoy things that others might not otherwise be privy to in their every day lives. In lieu of school, she had taken horse back riding, had the opportunity to learn to fly and operate a plane, in lieu of bungie-jumping, sky diving, and hang gliding to boot. She drew mild looks from her peers at the local amusement parks in going for the scariest rides that roared down the tracks at break neck speeds, or being flung high into the sky for a wayward fall back down..depending on the ride picked.

Her marks in school surpassed most expectations of her, as far as her affinity towards established curriculum and educational standards went. She handled herself rather smoothly in a social light, melding in well with the posh and proper crowds that were fairly typical of her parents social circles, to the youthful social circles that Skye'vn chose for herself, perhaps to the disapproval of her parentage. In typical fashion of her prestigious background, however, she drew criticisms not only from the more “plebian” crowds of what working and middle class children attended school in her classes, but also those of far more affluent families that labeled her as “new rich.” She exhibited qualities as though she looked down upon those that did not meet her approval, and did not hesitate in brushing them off if she saw them as boring or in the way of people that actual drew her interest. In spite of this, she was known to be a fairly popular individual who drew her own cult of personality around her throughout attendance at the local high school.

As of late, however, she's taken on an entirely new cause to her life. What began as a rumor manifested into an image that sustained itself long enough for people to look at her with a sense of wonder. How she graduated early and entered a strange training program that spring-boarded her into a new career, one under the watchful eye of the Siennan government. That she would serve as one of many “floater” operatives intended to fulfill flexible roles as agents of the Government. There was a need for those of the younger generation to support and act on behalf of the older generations that served as operatives in a sort of umbrella-structured organizational structure of the Siennan Governments so-called “Watchdog” Program, intended to sniff out Lausevern operatives and either detain or eliminate them. In lieu of Imperial Lausevern operatives and political dissidents, they would be on the look out for terrorists or would-be terrorists, including but not limited to particularly violent criminal organizations, potentially dangerous cultist groups, and factions hailing from nations not within the Genovan Commonwealth.

Skye'vn had shown herself to be enthusiastic from the start, open and excited at the idea of something new to set apart from her seemingly mundane way of life before. Her self-taught skills and abilities in handling large scale equipment (mostly planes and other motorized aircraft) in lieu of her affinity to handling a motorized vehicle would be put to use as being a priority transporter in ferrying agents or high priority targets between locations in a timely fashion. She was also expected to be able to handle herself in combat if and when other operatives were no longer present, in which she was given a relatively wide berth of power in being assigned her own sidearm and weaponry in such an event. Her parents, while having somewhat limited knowledge of her actual activities, expressed varying levels of concern and disapproval for her choices in life. They felt that she could have gone much further in choosing a business related career, or something of far greater prestige than “working for the Government.” Thankfully, her fathers ties and connections brought with it something of a “safety net” that spared her from the more unpleasant aspects of her job, much to her annoyance, however..To date, she's alternated back and forth between being a pilot and a driver, in lieu of her day to day function as a standing operative.

In her leisure, though, she'd return to old habits. Horse back riding, coasting in piloting a plane, hang gliding over a wide and open valley, or a day at the amusement park. As much of an “adrenaline junkie” that she could be when the time was right, there was always time for a day on the beach to kick back and relax, and soak in the sunlight as she could. And today was just one of those days..

Commentary: Finished this yesterday after my brief visit to Comicon on Saturday, and then sat on it for a few days until I could think of a decent description to go with it.

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