Her body pounded with the exhertion of having run the last few miles, her eyes were alert and bright against the coming darkness which seeped in and wrapped about her with comforting icy hazed grip. She stopped abruptly when a peculiar sound met her ears, and ducked her head, blinking once and settling her eyes on the silhouetted objects still touched by the daylight. Ash was of the night, simple as that. Her colours lacked the warmth of the sun, the only part of her which truly held the spiraling light was her eyes, which even now were the definition of electric blue. Two sparks contained in her eyes, and even that was false light. Fake, electric, without warmth. Cold sparks of light.
A strange watery pattern rippled off to her left, but she knew from experience that the only water source was not for another half a mile. She was nowhere near a body of water, and it had not rained hard in about a month. Absurd, trick of the light. Surely. Yet the next steps taken were cautious, her face neutral. Not much phased her, and she was difficult to anger. Curious, soft spoken, untrusting. But so logical, lost beneath that icy exterior were so many opinions, such flawed personalities had she encountered. So phony and boring, she lacked the intrigue to really bother with other Serians. Not that she was an elitist, not really, but she needed someone who had a mind excelled like her own.
She had an artist's streak in her, she drew pictures in the night, and found beauty in the most peculiar things. In fact, under her cool and casual attitude, she was a little peculiar. Just plain and simple. Not alarmingly so, but rather... quirkishly so? Hard to place, hard to define, hard to categorize. She was not one thing without another, she was a contradiction, and yet she was easy to understand. You just had to think without complexity, not trying to complicate things to understand them.
"I've seen your movement. I'm not going anywhere. Do with that what you will." A half-sided smirk was given to the empty filling of darkness around her. The sun was setting very fast, which suited her just fine.
