by Mousen » 01/14/2012 5:39 PM
Connor was a young woman of average height, though her frame was rather thin and something about her was distinctly... Gangly. She seemed like the kind of person that was always in a hurry and an aura of disorganization hung around her. It might have been the fact that half of her dark brown hair was coming loose from the little bun in which it had been, or it could have been the fact that both the shoelaces on her calf-length black boots were untied. The striped tights and just above the knee skirt screamed student, as did the amount of papers clasped under her arm. Two mechanical pencils had been used in place of chopsticks in her hair, she was definitely a student. The really exceptional thing about her was the birthmark on the left side of her face, the dark skin curled around part of her eyelid, right up to the brow before finishing beneath her lashes. The effect was startling, it wasn't unpleasant, per say, just... surprising. Of course, now, it would have been easy to cover up with make up, it would only take time. Time, however, was something Connor Davies didn't have.