this is how to be in love with me .. !
ever the socialite, the chatterbox, the charismatic other half, zumie-fae is easily found amidst the sands accosting some poor unsuspecting stranger of their time and attention, or waiting around for familiar faces to peek their heads in.
the most notable thing about the miqo'te, besides her eccentric, colorful appearance, is how sociable she can be. it's almost uncanny, truly, the way she's able to navigate multiple conversations at once without missing a beat. always with a new topic to discuss, with a myriad array of things to pull from — whether it be the latest project she's taken up in her ever-growing arsenal of tradecraft, or the most recent, inherently dangerous endeavor her friends have called upon her aid for.
a woman of many talents, and unashamed to boast about them, one may be interested in just what she has to offer; she wouldn't blame you, either. she's never one to turn down a request for assistance if she can help it. feel free.
generally speaking ...
i'm open for most types of rp! i do ask, please and thank you, for warnings about these specific topics before they're brought up as focal points in plotlines (mentions are fine!): excessive descriptions of gore, animal death, sexual assault, and abuse.
while ic =/= ooc, do not overstep my boundaries! if i ask you not to do something, please do not do it!
please understand the basics of netiquette! just don't be awful and respect other peoples' comfort!
my discord and moonviewer are available upon request!

the moon. bringer of shadow, dearly beloved. zumie doesn't let them out of her sight, most days — that is, unless she's busying herself with a project specifically with them in mind. she's fashioned nearly every weapon in their arsenal with blood, sweat, tears, but most of all: love. to say she adores them is an understatement; it borders on unhealthy, but if both parties are fine with it, who really cares, right?

the sun. cosmic mischief-maker, dearly treasured. the closest she has to what could be described as a 'confidant,' kaito maintains himself well and above the normal cut of folks that end up zumie's way. 'care' is not quantifiably enough to express her feelings for the man, but it'll have to do. if moss is holding one hand, kaito's probably holding the other. probably.

total genius, hopeless piner. [ more to be written i'm lazy otl ]

stick-up-the-ass, beefy bombshell. [ more to be written i'm lazy otl ]

warm center, icy exterior. [ more to be written i'm lazy otl ]

there's nothing here!
yet.