Amaretto

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Bright green eyes pierce through the darkness. Of course, they’re not disembodied; they belong to a skydancer who moves nimbly through the shadows, hoping to keep herself as hidden as possible until the last moment.

The last moment of what, exactly? The last moment of her target’s life.

Though, that was her old life; she tries to avoid it nowadays. She tries to bury it, just like the bodies she's buried in the past. She tries to escape it, just like those who tried to run from her before her knife found its way into their backs.

It's not like she ever had a choice in that, though. It was just a job. Her family's business. One that she inherited--one that she didn't want to inherit--and one that she was ordered to do.

Though she has buried the body of her old life as far from herself as she physically can, that doesn't mean it won't crawl and claw its way out of the grave to haunt her. She is haunted by her past, both with the ghosts she has to live with in her heart, haunting her memories and her life, her family, and strangers that know who she used to be and what she's done.

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She's well-versed in poisons and weaponry. She can be a bit distant and slow to trust with those around her age and older than her, but she becomes the most warm and gentle person you could ever meet when faced with hatchlings. Even around those that have gained her trust, she can be a bit socially awkward.

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heres what she looks like under all of those clothes!

also the mental image of her partner braiding her hair Gets Me. so does the mental image of her hatchling helping w her hair just bc her bby thinks it's funny. assassin w a quiet domestic life outside of all of that just Gets Me honestly

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