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olzhas karimov

a former programming student who grew irate with eir line of study. e entered the train in search of respite from eir stressful and unfulfilling life, and ended up finding just that. over the years, e’s picked up various hobbies through viewings of ancient cds and vhs tapes summoned through the evoker… unfortunately far too many skills to briefly list. eir most niche talent, however, is perhaps eir mixological finesse.
e runs a restaurant by the far side of spring, right next to the evoker, though e’s often short of customers. thus, e’s often wandering to see if anyone needs any favors taken care of — both to brush up on eir expertise, and to maintain eir reputation as a resourceful genius. e’s not the most humble, by the way.
e’s also known for being a mindreader, having undergone magic synthesis to attain clairvoyance and mild shapeshifting abilities. olzhas is far from intrusive, per se, but e’s keen on using eir abilities to stay on top of conversations and hardly shies away from doing so. in short, e’s uncannily perceptive, for better or for worse.

DATE OF BIRTH: 31/07/2081
TRAIN ENTRY: 17/06/2107
ENTRY VIA: ITALY
TRAIN REGION: SPRING
PHILOSOPHY: CASSIOPEIA

MOTIFS: HARLEQUINS, DIAMONDS, BRUTALISM
FONDNESS FOR: COOKING, BALLET, HAIRDRESSING, PLAYING THE BASS, OLD VIDEO FORMATS, MEDITATING, BEADWORK, LIFTING WEIGHTS, RED WINE
SCORN FOR: WHITE WINE

"i do my best, and my best is the best there is. i can do anything."

"golden silence. pyrite speech. eir powers are the only good part of the whole."

"e’s too wrapped up in eir own matters to mean anything!"

"e reminds me of myself, but cooler, or not as cool. who cares."

"a good aide, if the slightest bit unpleasant. at least e makes good drinks."

"e lied to me about being a therianthrope for a solid 3 months. e looks serious, but e’s more mischievous than you’d think."

"perfect background noise."

"oh, jay’s my best friend! we know one another like one another’s palms. fuck. not how the saying goes."

"e’s done too much for and to me. one final chat would do us good, but e’s always found actions profounder than words…"

"can’t read my mind because i’m too stressed. bullshit."

"we dance together! e’s gotten better than me at this point, heh."

"gormless. i don’t know why laine even bothers with em."

"e’s really easy to talk to. i don't even need to talk."

"oh, we get along! i forgot how we even met, it’s been so long…"