Post by Astolfo on Oct 1, 2015 22:09:24 GMT
NAME: Natasha Pajari
[PTabbedContent][PTab=APPEARANCE]
A bizarre sight amongst the Eastern magus she has ended up associated with, Natasha stands out from her comrades with her height and figure; standing at 188cm (6’2”) and weighing about 75kg (165lb) in her neutral state. Although its nature tends to vary as much as her figure courtesy of her bizarre brand of magic, Natasha’s wavy bleached-blonde hair is only about waist-length in her neutral state. Due to her debilitating condition while relying on her bolstered circuits, Natasha’s baby-blue eyes become glassy and drowsy while in her neutral state. Although she towers over many of the other members of Chaldea she maintains a refined and somewhat demure demeanour, standing with her back straight and with a certain aura of humble class. However, due to the nature of her magic, Natasha typically looks a bit curvier and chubbier, depending on how charged she is; typically fluctuating somewhere between her usual 75kg (165lb) and her most extreme of 155kg (341lbs) – albeit usually towards the lighter side, for her composure’s sake.
Although her changing appearance makes it a bit harder to maintain any kind of fashion, Natasha has quite the taste for clothing – her style tends to be especially eclectic, though. When it comes to everyday life, she tends to have a very traditional wardrobe akin to other old-fashioned magi families; albeit perhaps even more tame. Simple dress shirts, skirts and jackets are her general preference; although the occasional shorter skirt or full dress slips in now and then. When she thinks she can get away with it, though; her tastes are far more far-reaching; perhaps akin to her double-sided personality – cosplay is usually her clothing of choice; although usually it is interspaced by simply overwhelming examples of styles. A feeling that she might look nice in gothic clothes for the evening will lead to a Natasha clothed in ripped stockings, a grandiose suit, and fake fangs; while a passing thought about punk might mean suspiciously short cut-offs and knee-high boots.
Having gone blind early in her childhood due to her magical circuit issues, Natasha can often be seen using various implements to help handle her issue - despite the fact that she has an entire workaround. Due to her circuits' ingrained nature she is able to use a Mystic Code in the form of a pair of slightly oversized glasses to restore her vision temporarily. However, using the glasses for more than an hour quickly grows uncomfortable and headache-inducing; a rather serious issue given her other health issues while she is underweight. She also seems to simply have a distaste for the implement, as she has grown comfortable with being blind. One could almost say it is something she is proud of, like an old scar or the like would be for someone else.
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[PTab=PERSONALITY]
Natasha is a quite calm and composed person in terms of her first impressions, seeming almost noble. Thanks to both her consider mother and Chaldea’s professional mannerisms she is polite and kind to others, being quite eager to help with her form of magic – given she’s often called upon for her prana, it’s certainly a gift that she’s quite willing to go along with things. Her manner can sometimes seem a bit unprofessional with her sunny demeanour, but is generally just eager to please and eager to listen. Getting to see all the most wonderful magic and technology of the world is nothing she could complain about, especially given her meagre part in it all. She is utterly amazed by the idea of Servants on the whole, and simply a bit scared albeit eager to meet them; despite her own utter ignorance towards their legends. Perhaps the best word for her would just be ‘humble’, although sometimes it seems like ‘clueless’ isn’t too far off.
But, with all her noble charms, Natasha is not quite so composed in truth – she’s easily manipulated by selfishness, and quick to get excited or over-enthused over little things. A particular weakness of hers is the promise of pampering and luxury; while she tends to get a bit sulky about having it taken away from her. Her magecraft also lends itself to gluttony, which is certainly a weakness of hers. While rarely impolite about it, her appetite is rather infamous; and she often thinks with her stomach rather than her head when she gets fired up. She tends to be ruled by her emotions more often than her rational thought, although she does her best to keep up with the professional spirit of her compatriots in Chaldea – however, even she would have to admit that she’s rather out of her depth.
Natasha has a bit of a reputation for ending up indulging in passing amusements rather than anything too professional – her self-developed body altering spells were made more for the sake of matching her cosplay habit, and her attitude towards Servants and similar developments seem to be directed more towards the novelty of the matter rather than the real hopes and dreams behind it. This attitude was likely fuelled by her blindness, since she can only rarely appreciate her costumes herself - but in her mind, the reactions she gets are worth the trouble. She can also be a bit of a troublesome tease, enjoying the attention a lot; and the reactions even more so. This reputation isn’t helped by some of the suspicion that surrounds her occasionally bizarre actions; seeming to suffer from delusions on rare occasions – nothing very serious or notable, but there have been enough hints of the decade to make it clear she is not entirely mentally healthy.
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[PTab=HISTORY]
While from a Russian family, Natasha was originally brought up in England by her just her mother and later, her younger sister – her father was almost always out on business, at least as far as she can remember. They were quite well-off, being in the upper-middle class of the country; although Natasha has some misgivings about her past, her treatment was not one of them. Her mother certainly loved her, and she enjoyed a quiet childhood through primary school; being greeted with a younger sister about halfway through. However, her gentle memories were cut short as she earned a particularly blunt introduction to her family’s magic heritage – they were on the run, ‘again’.
It turned out that her father’s ‘business’ meant a lot of sneaking and sniffing around under the Magus Associations’ more prominent members’ noses; which while profitable was not quite the most reliable or safe source of income. Unsurprisingly, it took quite a bit of explaining to get this around young Natasha’s head, particularly in the midst of some very hasty relocation – now they lived in America, and then suddenly they were off again and spent many nights under South Africa’s moon instead, and the cycle just continued – it seemed endless to Natasha; unable to even go to school as the paperwork was cut short every fortnight or so.
Eventually, though; there was an inevitable end to their race around the world – her father had earned the attention of particularly high-up parties who were none too pleased with his ‘work’, and had yet to pay the price… thus, his family was the easiest target. There was no hate involved, and the enforcers did not treat Natasha nor her mother or sister with any spite for their positions; but in the end they were bait, and they knew it. Natasha’s mother knew it the best; and thus met her end at the hands of the pair of supervising enforcers. The young lady didn’t have any blame for them, though – a sizable kitchen knife, a lot of yelling, and a violent rush… it haunts Natasha a little in the present, but she doesn’t have any hatred for either party involved.
She and her sister spent five months as essentially hostages, but were treated well – it was certainly scary for both of them, but the bond that they developed kept them going. In the end, it seemed that Natasha would never really meet her father; he never came back for the pair. Did he not care? Was he caught out elsewhere instead? The questions were left unanswered for all involved; but the situation led to a more problematic question – what would become of the pair of girls? They were exposed to the nature of magic now, so simply passing them up for adoption by normal people was out of the question.
Naturally, this led to the question of whether their circuits and magic could be of any worth for an noble family; as there were also those stuck without a worthy successor akin to the state of the Matou family. In turn, this led to the discovery of Natasha’s unique manner of circuits – it was like striking gold in surface stone. The matter left a number of parties interested in her adoption, with murmurs of a sealing designation hanging over her head like a guillotine. On the other hand, her sister was not nearly so lucky; instead inheriting their families declining circuits and thus utterly losing the limelight to her older sibling.
After a month of unease, things met their breaking point – while the decision of Natasha’s future began to be finalised, Natasha’s sister fled their temporary dwelling in England; feeling betrayed by her sister. Threatening to give out the secret of magic, she intended to both salvage her sister’s situation and throw off the Magus Association’s attention… however, the childish solution naturally led to a bitter end for the girl; despite how meagre her chances of actually proving magic to the world were with her pitiful magecraft. The threat was a threat – and so she was quietly put down, without Natasha’s knowing. The thought would surely be crushing to her older sister; despite the age gap the older sibling seemed to lean on her younger sister more than the vice-versa occurred.
Finally, Chaldea stepped into the situation and settled the matter of Natasha’s adoption by swooping in for her; and quietly settling the conflict in the Magus Association with their authority – the blessing of such a prana-rich individual would be ideal for their servant summoning project; let alone their magical research on the whole. Now sealed from her past life entirely, the organisation finally broke the news of her sister’s passing to Natasha; a year after she was conscripted. While briefly in mourning, it seemed like she had moved on with admirable composure and pace – perhaps she simply considered herself removed from her past entirely. Natasha is simply happy to be helping the ones who saved her… but even over a decade on, she still finds herself sometimes hearing the words of the one she left behind.
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[PTab=MAGECRAFT]
A bizarre example amongst those lucky enough to be born with magic circuits; Natasha came from a family that was certainly dying out in terms of their magic lineage – only to be born with an astonishing number and quality of circuits; far beyond most magi, let alone any members of her own family. However, it came from a particularly extreme mutation rather than simply incredible luck. The circuits had become even more attached to her nervous system and anatomy in general than in any other magi. Rather than simply converting Od and storing prana, they are an outright part of her nervous system; able to extremely rapidly convert her natural ATP to prana and with incredible efficiency by magus standards.
Because of this, Natasha is essentially able to store and produce far more prana than most magi without the use of external means since she can basically just trade her own energy for it. Due to this, Natasha often eats a lot and puts on weight for the outright intention of storing energy for this conversion; and in turn her weight, figure and physical health can rapidly fluctuate based on her usage of prana. While ‘underweight’ by her standards, her circuits cause her body to become physically ailed; leading to bouts of narcolepsy, cataplexy, and other physically detrimental symptoms; all the way to muteness at its worst; while if her energy stock is at more reasonable levels she functions as well as any other magi.
Unfortunately, the blessing of this level of prana storage is pretty much wasted on Natasha. Her family did not get the opportunity to teach her their magic nor pass on their admittedly lacklustre crest, leaving Natasha with only what she has learnt from others or self-taught magic… not a very ideal selection for most magi; especially as she seems to struggle with magic on the whole. While she only knows a handful of very simple spells; her stockpile of prana allows her to utterly overcharge any spell she does cast; leading to impressive but very straightforward effects.
On the plus side, though; she is well-respected for being able to pass on her prana using her self-developed manner of mana transfer – via simply a kiss for the movement of prana via saliva rather than using blood or any other fluid transfer. While the method often ends in a lot of awkward blushing, the extra stockpile of prana makes her a very practical member of Chaldea’s staff; not to mention a quite ideal engine for mana-hungry Servants. Her other self-developed spell is using her innate link between her anatomy and prana to alter her body, albeit only in slight ways such as hair and eye colour and style. This sort of spell also requires about a day to work due to the physical nature of the magic rather using a direct spell.
Formalwear Magic:
Slot 1: Million Roses’ Aromatherapy
Rank: C
Incantion:
Много он бед перенёс
Но в его жизни была
Целая площадь цветов.
Миллион, миллион, миллион алых роз….
Description:
A simplistic healing spell, influenced heavily by Natasha’s sense of aesthetics and sledgehammer approach to spells. Rather than the standard lay-on-hands healing, Natasha conjures a two cubic metre-sized transparent cloud around herself which heals those exposed to it. While straight-forward in that manner, it also comes with a sweet scent as the name would apply and even a little rainbow that hangs above her; making it a less than subtle spell although it was reasonably effective. It can heal up to deep lacerations, but would take about twenty seconds of exposure to take enough effect to do so; making it a troublesome spell to use in the midst of battle as those in it must remain within the cloud. The cloud dissipates within about a minute, and can be blown away or otherwise dispelled with relative ease.
Slot 2: Spring Tailwind
Rank: C
Incantion:
Знаю когда-нибудь, с дальнего беpега
Давнего пpошлого
Ветеp весенний ночной
Пpинесет тебе вздох от меня.
Description:
While originally a straight-forward wind-generating spell, Natasha’s immense prana output makes this spell rather more varied. Typically, Natasha uses simply a gentle version which she conjures from her body outwards in order to ‘feel’ the presence of others and make up for her blindness similarly to echolocation should she especially need the aid in perception. This version of the spell extends about twenty metres outwards from her in all directions; although being a wind-based spell it can be easily influenced by her surroundings and return her fallacious results.
Using her full prana output, though; Natasha can also turn this spell into a wind blast around herself by magnifying the effect. Although not particularly harmful, the blunt impact of the wind is generally enough to dissuade anyone willing to try to physically harm her. The force is enough to knock a grown human off their feet and push them a few metres back if they were right next to her, but could be resisted without too much effort by a more sturdy foe.
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APPEARANCE
A bizarre sight amongst the Eastern magus she has ended up associated with, Natasha stands out from her comrades with her height and figure; standing at 188cm (6’2”) and weighing about 75kg (165lb) in her neutral state. Although its nature tends to vary as much as her figure courtesy of her bizarre brand of magic, Natasha’s wavy bleached-blonde hair is only about waist-length in her neutral state. Due to her debilitating condition while relying on her bolstered circuits, Natasha’s baby-blue eyes become glassy and drowsy while in her neutral state. Although she towers over many of the other members of Chaldea she maintains a refined and somewhat demure demeanour, standing with her back straight and with a certain aura of humble class. However, due to the nature of her magic, Natasha typically looks a bit curvier and chubbier, depending on how charged she is; typically fluctuating somewhere between her usual 75kg (165lb) and her most extreme of 155kg (341lbs) – albeit usually towards the lighter side, for her composure’s sake.
Although her changing appearance makes it a bit harder to maintain any kind of fashion, Natasha has quite the taste for clothing – her style tends to be especially eclectic, though. When it comes to everyday life, she tends to have a very traditional wardrobe akin to other old-fashioned magi families; albeit perhaps even more tame. Simple dress shirts, skirts and jackets are her general preference; although the occasional shorter skirt or full dress slips in now and then. When she thinks she can get away with it, though; her tastes are far more far-reaching; perhaps akin to her double-sided personality – cosplay is usually her clothing of choice; although usually it is interspaced by simply overwhelming examples of styles. A feeling that she might look nice in gothic clothes for the evening will lead to a Natasha clothed in ripped stockings, a grandiose suit, and fake fangs; while a passing thought about punk might mean suspiciously short cut-offs and knee-high boots.
Having gone blind early in her childhood due to her magical circuit issues, Natasha can often be seen using various implements to help handle her issue - despite the fact that she has an entire workaround. Due to her circuits' ingrained nature she is able to use a Mystic Code in the form of a pair of slightly oversized glasses to restore her vision temporarily. However, using the glasses for more than an hour quickly grows uncomfortable and headache-inducing; a rather serious issue given her other health issues while she is underweight. She also seems to simply have a distaste for the implement, as she has grown comfortable with being blind. One could almost say it is something she is proud of, like an old scar or the like would be for someone else.
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[PTab=PERSONALITY]
PERSONALITY
Natasha is a quite calm and composed person in terms of her first impressions, seeming almost noble. Thanks to both her consider mother and Chaldea’s professional mannerisms she is polite and kind to others, being quite eager to help with her form of magic – given she’s often called upon for her prana, it’s certainly a gift that she’s quite willing to go along with things. Her manner can sometimes seem a bit unprofessional with her sunny demeanour, but is generally just eager to please and eager to listen. Getting to see all the most wonderful magic and technology of the world is nothing she could complain about, especially given her meagre part in it all. She is utterly amazed by the idea of Servants on the whole, and simply a bit scared albeit eager to meet them; despite her own utter ignorance towards their legends. Perhaps the best word for her would just be ‘humble’, although sometimes it seems like ‘clueless’ isn’t too far off.
But, with all her noble charms, Natasha is not quite so composed in truth – she’s easily manipulated by selfishness, and quick to get excited or over-enthused over little things. A particular weakness of hers is the promise of pampering and luxury; while she tends to get a bit sulky about having it taken away from her. Her magecraft also lends itself to gluttony, which is certainly a weakness of hers. While rarely impolite about it, her appetite is rather infamous; and she often thinks with her stomach rather than her head when she gets fired up. She tends to be ruled by her emotions more often than her rational thought, although she does her best to keep up with the professional spirit of her compatriots in Chaldea – however, even she would have to admit that she’s rather out of her depth.
Natasha has a bit of a reputation for ending up indulging in passing amusements rather than anything too professional – her self-developed body altering spells were made more for the sake of matching her cosplay habit, and her attitude towards Servants and similar developments seem to be directed more towards the novelty of the matter rather than the real hopes and dreams behind it. This attitude was likely fuelled by her blindness, since she can only rarely appreciate her costumes herself - but in her mind, the reactions she gets are worth the trouble. She can also be a bit of a troublesome tease, enjoying the attention a lot; and the reactions even more so. This reputation isn’t helped by some of the suspicion that surrounds her occasionally bizarre actions; seeming to suffer from delusions on rare occasions – nothing very serious or notable, but there have been enough hints of the decade to make it clear she is not entirely mentally healthy.
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[PTab=HISTORY]
HISTORY
While from a Russian family, Natasha was originally brought up in England by her just her mother and later, her younger sister – her father was almost always out on business, at least as far as she can remember. They were quite well-off, being in the upper-middle class of the country; although Natasha has some misgivings about her past, her treatment was not one of them. Her mother certainly loved her, and she enjoyed a quiet childhood through primary school; being greeted with a younger sister about halfway through. However, her gentle memories were cut short as she earned a particularly blunt introduction to her family’s magic heritage – they were on the run, ‘again’.
It turned out that her father’s ‘business’ meant a lot of sneaking and sniffing around under the Magus Associations’ more prominent members’ noses; which while profitable was not quite the most reliable or safe source of income. Unsurprisingly, it took quite a bit of explaining to get this around young Natasha’s head, particularly in the midst of some very hasty relocation – now they lived in America, and then suddenly they were off again and spent many nights under South Africa’s moon instead, and the cycle just continued – it seemed endless to Natasha; unable to even go to school as the paperwork was cut short every fortnight or so.
Eventually, though; there was an inevitable end to their race around the world – her father had earned the attention of particularly high-up parties who were none too pleased with his ‘work’, and had yet to pay the price… thus, his family was the easiest target. There was no hate involved, and the enforcers did not treat Natasha nor her mother or sister with any spite for their positions; but in the end they were bait, and they knew it. Natasha’s mother knew it the best; and thus met her end at the hands of the pair of supervising enforcers. The young lady didn’t have any blame for them, though – a sizable kitchen knife, a lot of yelling, and a violent rush… it haunts Natasha a little in the present, but she doesn’t have any hatred for either party involved.
She and her sister spent five months as essentially hostages, but were treated well – it was certainly scary for both of them, but the bond that they developed kept them going. In the end, it seemed that Natasha would never really meet her father; he never came back for the pair. Did he not care? Was he caught out elsewhere instead? The questions were left unanswered for all involved; but the situation led to a more problematic question – what would become of the pair of girls? They were exposed to the nature of magic now, so simply passing them up for adoption by normal people was out of the question.
Naturally, this led to the question of whether their circuits and magic could be of any worth for an noble family; as there were also those stuck without a worthy successor akin to the state of the Matou family. In turn, this led to the discovery of Natasha’s unique manner of circuits – it was like striking gold in surface stone. The matter left a number of parties interested in her adoption, with murmurs of a sealing designation hanging over her head like a guillotine. On the other hand, her sister was not nearly so lucky; instead inheriting their families declining circuits and thus utterly losing the limelight to her older sibling.
After a month of unease, things met their breaking point – while the decision of Natasha’s future began to be finalised, Natasha’s sister fled their temporary dwelling in England; feeling betrayed by her sister. Threatening to give out the secret of magic, she intended to both salvage her sister’s situation and throw off the Magus Association’s attention… however, the childish solution naturally led to a bitter end for the girl; despite how meagre her chances of actually proving magic to the world were with her pitiful magecraft. The threat was a threat – and so she was quietly put down, without Natasha’s knowing. The thought would surely be crushing to her older sister; despite the age gap the older sibling seemed to lean on her younger sister more than the vice-versa occurred.
Finally, Chaldea stepped into the situation and settled the matter of Natasha’s adoption by swooping in for her; and quietly settling the conflict in the Magus Association with their authority – the blessing of such a prana-rich individual would be ideal for their servant summoning project; let alone their magical research on the whole. Now sealed from her past life entirely, the organisation finally broke the news of her sister’s passing to Natasha; a year after she was conscripted. While briefly in mourning, it seemed like she had moved on with admirable composure and pace – perhaps she simply considered herself removed from her past entirely. Natasha is simply happy to be helping the ones who saved her… but even over a decade on, she still finds herself sometimes hearing the words of the one she left behind.
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[PTab=MAGECRAFT]
Magecraft
A bizarre example amongst those lucky enough to be born with magic circuits; Natasha came from a family that was certainly dying out in terms of their magic lineage – only to be born with an astonishing number and quality of circuits; far beyond most magi, let alone any members of her own family. However, it came from a particularly extreme mutation rather than simply incredible luck. The circuits had become even more attached to her nervous system and anatomy in general than in any other magi. Rather than simply converting Od and storing prana, they are an outright part of her nervous system; able to extremely rapidly convert her natural ATP to prana and with incredible efficiency by magus standards.
Because of this, Natasha is essentially able to store and produce far more prana than most magi without the use of external means since she can basically just trade her own energy for it. Due to this, Natasha often eats a lot and puts on weight for the outright intention of storing energy for this conversion; and in turn her weight, figure and physical health can rapidly fluctuate based on her usage of prana. While ‘underweight’ by her standards, her circuits cause her body to become physically ailed; leading to bouts of narcolepsy, cataplexy, and other physically detrimental symptoms; all the way to muteness at its worst; while if her energy stock is at more reasonable levels she functions as well as any other magi.
Unfortunately, the blessing of this level of prana storage is pretty much wasted on Natasha. Her family did not get the opportunity to teach her their magic nor pass on their admittedly lacklustre crest, leaving Natasha with only what she has learnt from others or self-taught magic… not a very ideal selection for most magi; especially as she seems to struggle with magic on the whole. While she only knows a handful of very simple spells; her stockpile of prana allows her to utterly overcharge any spell she does cast; leading to impressive but very straightforward effects.
On the plus side, though; she is well-respected for being able to pass on her prana using her self-developed manner of mana transfer – via simply a kiss for the movement of prana via saliva rather than using blood or any other fluid transfer. While the method often ends in a lot of awkward blushing, the extra stockpile of prana makes her a very practical member of Chaldea’s staff; not to mention a quite ideal engine for mana-hungry Servants. Her other self-developed spell is using her innate link between her anatomy and prana to alter her body, albeit only in slight ways such as hair and eye colour and style. This sort of spell also requires about a day to work due to the physical nature of the magic rather using a direct spell.
Formalwear Magic:
Slot 1: Million Roses’ Aromatherapy
Rank: C
Incantion:
Много он бед перенёс
Но в его жизни была
Целая площадь цветов.
Миллион, миллион, миллион алых роз….
Description:
A simplistic healing spell, influenced heavily by Natasha’s sense of aesthetics and sledgehammer approach to spells. Rather than the standard lay-on-hands healing, Natasha conjures a two cubic metre-sized transparent cloud around herself which heals those exposed to it. While straight-forward in that manner, it also comes with a sweet scent as the name would apply and even a little rainbow that hangs above her; making it a less than subtle spell although it was reasonably effective. It can heal up to deep lacerations, but would take about twenty seconds of exposure to take enough effect to do so; making it a troublesome spell to use in the midst of battle as those in it must remain within the cloud. The cloud dissipates within about a minute, and can be blown away or otherwise dispelled with relative ease.
Slot 2: Spring Tailwind
Rank: C
Incantion:
Знаю когда-нибудь, с дальнего беpега
Давнего пpошлого
Ветеp весенний ночной
Пpинесет тебе вздох от меня.
Description:
While originally a straight-forward wind-generating spell, Natasha’s immense prana output makes this spell rather more varied. Typically, Natasha uses simply a gentle version which she conjures from her body outwards in order to ‘feel’ the presence of others and make up for her blindness similarly to echolocation should she especially need the aid in perception. This version of the spell extends about twenty metres outwards from her in all directions; although being a wind-based spell it can be easily influenced by her surroundings and return her fallacious results.
Using her full prana output, though; Natasha can also turn this spell into a wind blast around herself by magnifying the effect. Although not particularly harmful, the blunt impact of the wind is generally enough to dissuade anyone willing to try to physically harm her. The force is enough to knock a grown human off their feet and push them a few metres back if they were right next to her, but could be resisted without too much effort by a more sturdy foe.
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 28 Female Leo Gamma |
