for you i hold my breath.

COLUMBINA

carrd for [columbina] mused by [julia].

  Ah, if love truly makes you blind then I guess there is no need to see.

carrd template by solarsources

ABOUT.

basics.
name: ???
alias: columbina, damselette, damsel, dove
age: physically 3000+, body of a young woman
origin: stationed in natlan.
physical.
height: 5’1
hair color: black with muted magenta highlights
eye color: ???
mental.
moral alignment: true neutral
myers-briggs: intj
temperament: phlegmatic
enneagram: peacemaker

desc.
Columbina is pale in complexion with long, black hair with dark pink highlights. Her eyes are an unknown color as they are covered by a white cross-hatched mask. Adorning the back of her head seems to be a white ribbon when in fact they are wings that are moveable, reminiscent to the wings of a dove.
She may seem sweet and innocent, but in reality, she’s a brat deep down. She’s quite cunning and witty, as well as a master manipulator. She’s the type to make a morbid joke and poke fun if you get upset. If something she so desperately wanted was on the line, she’d betray anyone in a split second. Columbina is seen as uptight and posh, behaving in an almost aristocratic way and getting upset if someone speaks to her in a tone she doesn’t favor.
Columbina is a social butterfly, always surrounding herself with ideal people and hosting lavish banquets with the Tsaritsa’s permission. She loves music; it’s one of the few noises she actually enjoys—other than the chirping of her pet doves, Sylvester, Seraphina, and Sabine.
Eloquent and sweet to seemingly everyone, one would find it difficult to believe that the Damselette has a sadistic side—but to a select few, she’s described as a wolf in sheep’s clothing, a deep and dark other half hidden beneath a cloak of innocence. These few would advise anyone who she chooses to converse with to turn and run in the other direction, for if you get too close it may result in a brutal demise.

HEADCANONS.

one.  bina enjoys perching in odd places such as window sills or tables and more. She says the ground is not a place her “kind” should reside, avoiding it as much as possible unless required.

two.  just like perching, bina enjoys hanging upside down in places for fun, she claims it “helps her thought process”.

three.  sleeping is her favorite way to pass the time, a good nap seems to be a cure for almost everything.

four.  bina tends to speak in riddles, finding it funny whenever the listener doesn’t understand them.

five.  columbina wields a catalyst, but her delusion allows her to summon “Silk of the Seraph”, letting her command a large array of sharp ribbons to restrain and exhaust her victims. Her delusion causes her to sprout large wings from her back as well as expanding her head wings. With her wings now unfolded and at their full potential, this lets her take flight to dodge an opponent’s attacks or fly after said opponent.

six.  columbina owns three pet doves — seraphina, sabine and sylvester. according to her assistant, the birds are incredibly loyal to her; preening her head feathers, retrieving items based on descriptions, and even delivering letters.

seven.  loud noises are one of the many things she hates. Bina’s lack of vision has heightened her other senses, mainly her hearing. Loud noises may not seem loud to everyone else, but for Bina the noise is amplified.

eight.  bina hates poorly made clothing, finding certain fabrics too overstimulating and uncomfortable to wear.

Likes & dislikes.

one.  despite being unable to see, columbina is an avid lover of fashion. when serenading the tsaritsa, she must be decked out to the nines in frills and lace.

two.  when columbina isn’t sleeping or singing, she’s often seen sipping on tea in the palace gardens. nature is something that she’s always resonated with.

three.  no matter the weather, columbina will never turn down a swim. from the glacial lakes of snezhnaya to the hot springs of natlan, columbina finds great pleasure in basking in water.

four.  touch, may it be romantic or platonic is something columbina finds incredibly fascinating. with their permission, columbina will lock arms with the ones closest to her.

five.  columbina dislikes foods that are bland in taste.

six.  while putting on a more docile and naive role during business affairs, columbina is incredibly intelligent, reading up to several novels a day on various subjects — in braille, of course.

seven.  going off of the last one, columbina hates being treated as if she’s unintelligent. her personality is merely a tactic.

eight.  unhygienic people are one of the things columbina finds detestable.

BIOGRAPHY.

“You say she was found.. where exactly?”, questioned the blue haired gentleman who poked and prodded at the bloodstained body that lied still on the frigidly cold metal table. “She was found in a wooded area north of here feasting on some sort of.. animal. Couldn’t quite tell what it was, y’know.. considering it was mangled beyond recognition, Lord Dottore.” The subordinate stated, just a few feet away from the two of them as Dottore focused on checking the unconscious woman’s vitals.
She was filthy. Her body was full of dirt and dried blood, yet she was.. strangely perfect in an uncanny way. And suddenly— she awoke, eyes gazing forward and unmoving. She opened her chapped lips to speak, yet nothing came out. She couldn’t form words, not in this state.
“Worry not, you are in capable hands. Do you know who you are, miss?” She only stared back at the doctor with an empty, glassy look. “Do you know where you are?” No answer, only quiet breathing and a stare that could go on for miles. “It’s clear as day— she’s experienced some form of trauma out in those woods, hence the wordlessness. I’ll have to keep her here until further notice. I thank you for bringing her here, Anatoly.”
Days, weeks, months went by in that lab, or so she recalled. She knew nothing of her life before that; sterile white walls and floors. Dottore essentially nursed her back to health, teaching her the basics on how to function again. Writing, reading, how to feed. To this day, she still can’t figure out who she was before this life, what she was, where she came from. Perhaps she never will.
Along with being given the knowledge of how to care for herself, she was taught how to defend herself to avoid having another lapse in her memory. Her strength was unbridled, something that Dottore had never witnessed in his patients. She was seasoned in hunting and capturing prey to feed on, but also how to kill in creative ways.
“Columbina is a suitable name, don’t you agree?”
(non canon)