Outfit: x x x x x |
Equipment: x x x x x x | Weapons: x x x | Companion: Domxite
Interacting with:
Iris Arani
So, it was going to be '
older' regardless. Zaiya huffed, her lips pressing into a slight pout as her skin lit up with an amusing ombre of amber and cyan hues, reflecting her internal sulk. Why did everything always have to be about
patience? Still, her frustration melted away when Iris mentioned something interesting -- that people could train themselves to hide their emotions from other Jedi and Force sensitives.
Even more intriguing was Iris's comment about Zaiya's colorshifting potentially being a
strength. The idea caught her off guard, and a swirl of perplexed greys and thoughtful ambers rippled across her mottled spots as she tilted her head, curious. Her colors were... expressive.
Transparent. How could they possibly
hide anything?
"What do you mean that my colors could keep others from reading me once I control them?" Zaiya asked, her voice laced with a mix of doubt and curiosity. She gestured vaguely at herself, as if to emphasize the obvious.
"Don't they just... show exactly what I feel?"
Her bioluminescence gave a faint shimmer, almost as if it was chiming in agreement with her skepticism. Still, a flicker of excitement started to grow. If there was more to her colors than she thought -- if she could use them not just as an open holo book, but as a shield --what
else could she do with them?