✩ The Librarian ✩

Personality

Appearance

Height › 5 feet 4 inches	Build › Thin, & Lithe
Composition› Synthetic Flesh	Light color › Yellow
Colors › Pearly White, Dyed Pink & Blue	Head style › Singular optic
Description › Sasha was from a mass produced line of robots. They were designed quite simply, and plainly. All heavily modifiable, to allow them to make themselves look how they wanted- or change their purpose, all without the risk of damaging themselves in the process. Domestic units- despite their name, a well known for becoming some of the most dangerous soldiers. Domestic models all come off of the line, with an incredibly streamlined chassis- looking more like an aproximation of a skeleton, than that of a human. Due to these low build costs, modifications become viewed at around the same price as clothes. Basic ones, being around 100 credits, while life changing modifications, or armor, cost roughly 5000. The system works, and produces models that are allowed to look exactly the way they want, and incredibly unique. Sasha has been very modest about her modifications. Since coming off the assembly line, she has made very few attachments. The few that she did make, were purely cosmetic. These namely being her legs, which were modeled to be more equine, and her head. Adding the showey winged facial attachment serves no real purpose but... it's pretty. On her own, she did cover most of her chassis in white synthetic flesh, and rubber. That of which she dyed pastel pinks, and blues. She is very proud of her work. Sasha absolutely loves floral prints, and pastels, and is nearly always wearing clothes of the sorts. Sweaters, skirts, and baggy sweatshirts are what she practically lives in.

Summary

Sasha adjusted to life quickly, from the moment she came off the assembly line. She understood she couldn't get anywhere without knowledge, and thusly, saught out learning, and understanding whereever she could. From newspapers, to novels, to history books. It wasn't long before her dedication to learning was mistaken for 'snooping' by a local gang of burglers. Within one week of being alive, she made enemies- and despite her explaining, it remained that way, until clever thinking, planning, and her few connections were all brought together,to end the gang by the hand of a manic vigilante. Despite the trauma, she learned her lesson: knowledge is essential, but dangerous. This is a rule she has lived by, nearly her entire life. A rule she based her current life upon. Following her love for learning, Sasha ended up employed at a codex shop-  a codex being a digital book, that for synthetic life forms, is a one time use, raw injection of knowledge. They are expensive. However using her place working in a store that sells them, she considers it an unlimited supply of learning. Of course she adamantly stays away from anything connected to crime in the slightest. Sasha has cemented her place in the world of Rest Station 881. Forming friendships, allies, and connections with people who were of good intentions. Believing in strength in numbers, down to the letter- one of these allies, is Sloan. An adrenaline junky mechanic, with a wonderful charm to her. It didn't take long to develop a crush on her- going as far as to force petty malfunctions, just so they could talk again. Even if it would only last a few minutes at best. In time, the two finally figured out what was going on, and decided it was time they went on an official date... one that wasn't set in a greasy mechanics' garage, in the context of Sasha coming in on account of a single registry error.

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