Skye "Serin" Damaelia

Age: 24

Height: 8'5

Species: Dragon (eastern, cosmic, many things!)

This is outdated but screw it keeping it here ysvsusbs

You found an 8'5 dragoness walking into the hangar, scratching the back of her head slightly. She seemed to have incredibly vibrant colors, the pinks of her hair instantly standing out to you.

I... was asked to be here! Mostly to explain both who and what I actually am. I'll start off with the basics, and more to more complicated manners after. I'm Skye Damaelia, yet most know me as Serin. A little nickname I picked up... over my years of working. I'm 24 years of age, and have been a biomedical scientist for about five of those. The first two as an intern, following a singular year as a 'specialist' and... two years as the head of medical research at Vealis Labs! A bit of a prodigy child story, if you hadn't guessed already. If only that ended well...!

With a sigh, she continued speaking.

The day was the fourth of September, 1874 post king. A... meteor struck our arguably small planet... leaving a crater the size of a city, wiping out an entire continent worth of people... With a live feed, two of our finest men got flown out by helicopter to the site. The mere shock-wave of the meteor had caused every person and building to turn into dust. All that had remained looked to be specks of concrete, flesh and small splatters of blood... nothing we could wallow in, however. We came for a sample of the meteor.... which we did obtain, nearly three hours after the meteor struck. The pulsating particle was mesmerizing to look at... and its effects only seemed greater.

As she continued speaking, she opted to walk over to a crate, ultimately sitting down on top of it. She'd circle her tail well around it, only making you realize the size of her tail. It nearly looked to be larger than herself, even. When on top of the box, she turned around to move her head over the metal object, her body partially hanging down thanks to it. Surprisingly, it'd leave her head hanging right next to the fluffy tip of her tail, looking as if she had planned that exact pose all along.

At least I kept a set of horns giving me the ability to shapeshift, among maaany other things. The ability to teleport through black holes, a natural potency for magic and the possibility to create minor illusions with the flick of my wrist...! All at the cost of thousands upon thousands of voices running through my head... All the close stars attempting to speak to me, to resonate with me, to manipulate me. At its best, they allow me to be a fast thinker and a great tactician... At its worst, I've completely lost myself to them. But we can hope that you'd never have to see that part of me!

With a giggle, she'd turn back around to sit in  a much calmer position, quickly getting off of the box again to walk closer into the hangar while running her fingers down her mane. Getting everything off her chest, she looked incredibly confident, her chest pushed forward slightly as she walked straight past you.

Now... you don't mind me staying here for a little while, do you?