I hear the trumpets blare, and feel my heart thumping. With my 'ninja' skills, I've managed to grab some sneaky hints from the Queen, that this time, it would be a female. I didn't know her personality or name or appearance, though. Let me tell you, I loved this arrival even before I knew who it would be.
"Citrin," announces the royal Queen.
"Citrin," I murmur. It somewhat reminds me of the citrus fruit. Maybe it's another farmer who raises citrus. . ?
But no, I was entirely wrong.
Up walks a twinkly-eyed, lovely brown, black, and green female.
Her elaborate dark brown markings that crosses her forehead and her back mark her as unique, the most unique of all, and beautiful as well. Although, I don't think she cares about her beauty too much. When I peer closer, I can see grease and oil smudged on her thin tail and her fidgeting paws.
She was naturally beautiful. No makeup.
That even makes me more intrigued, she's just like me; dirty and doesn't care so much about outer appearances. (I'm not saying I'm as pretty as she is x3) Still, I'd love to release soap in my tub and let her play with the bubbles. . .the thought makes me grin in dreaminess.
She announces herself with hope and curiosity in her clear, clarity-ful voice. I feel my heart flutter in delight. I was glad I hadn't sent my pets like some others did; I was sure I could to the best job.
THe moment Citrin says 'mechanics', I jerk my head towards her in amazement.
Mechanics!
I am interested in that, too. Did I ever mention I once learned NXT robot programming for a little bit of time? Of course, I wasn't so good at it, but yes, it was very delighting. Perhaps Citrin could help me with those stuff~
With a delighted grin, I try to calm my butterfly organs and jump up and down, waiting for my chance to talk to that lovely girl.
Oh yes, I am the first!
I eagerly push past the others to their startlement, and I barely say 'sorry'. I know it's rude, but how could I utter that word when the only thing in my mind is 'Citrin?'
I walk up to the pretty faerre, and she looks at me expectantly.
"Oh hello, Citrin," I say with a small smile. "I'm Moon."
I plop down in front of her due to my tired legs.
"So, you're mama doesn't like your mechanics and grease, yes? Well, I think she can be wrong, and right."
I take a deep breath, to continue fluently.
"Right, because, yes, grease and oil is quite a bit unhealthy for anybody's health, and concentrating on little objects can harm one's eyesight and back and general health. All mamas worry about those," I assure.
"She's wrong, though, because, as much as it MIGHT harm your health, mechanics is a valuable skill. I don't know in Vinara, but let me simply give you a thought about the human world."
I start to explain a view of Seoul, my home city; a metropolitan place which had been the capital of Korea for hundreds of years. I take out a picture I took of it, and show her.
The view of Seoul at nighttime "Quite dazzlig, isn't it?" I ask her. "Y'know how all this brilliant light and those machines; we call them cars; come from? Can you guess?"
I wait for a response. "Yes, there's by mechanics. Out in the human world we've got all sorts of interesting stuff. Factories, places to make some manufactured goods, use gears and advanced robot technology. Almost EVERYTHING is related to your unique ability, really. . .you want to see more examples?"
I show her some more pictures.
These are some.
FactoryI Pad "Cool, aren't they? But, you know, they are COPYRIGHTED. That means that the owner of the pictures or the creators have the right to use them. I don't own the pictures, and therefore I'm crediting the makers."
Thank you, people who took those pictures c:
"Also, there's sth called a 'patent'. When to make an invention, you get a patent, so everyone knows you created that, and they need your permission before using. Cool, right?"
I give her an encouraging smile.
"So, basically what I'm trying to tell you, is that, in the human world, if you come with me, I can help you innovate and invent interesting stuff and make you patents and copyright your material. It will be a fun, creative life~ I enjoy some sort of mechanics, too, especially. . .robots. Robots follow the 3 rules by Isaac Asimof, a person who lived in the 1900s and knew a lot about robots. They're basically, to be easy, a kind of machine that is made to help humans with hard tasks. Interesting, isn't it?"
"I'm sorry if it's all a bit confusing. No worries, though, I'll help you getting along with human technology. By the way, if your mother is worried, just tell her this;
"I have a lot of bubblebath soap in my home, and a nice big tub. You can take a shower or a bath whenever you feel a bit dirty, and so you can be a lot cleaner and improve your concentration, and relax your muscles a bit." I laugh, imagining us fighting the bubbles. "Also, every weeek, we can go hiking. We can see the beautiful view of the mountains. That way, we can excercise, and also it will give us a rest from tedious work, yes?"
"Just look at this. I drew how you'd look----
Bubble Bath!Awesome~ ^^ Looks quite tempting, too!"
I pause in my breathless speech to her. I give her all the pictures and photos gently, and fold her paws over them.
"To conclude, Cit--may I call you that?--I'd love to work with you and introduce you to modern technology, and care about fun and health at the same time, too. Also, I brought none, but I also have a lot of animal friends that you can be friends with. They're all nice and funny, like Nimara, Zephyr, and Bianca in my signature. Do you want to join them?" I smile widely at her. "Well, I won't force you, of course, Citrin, I know you are a free spirited one. But, please, when you are thinking about all us, the suitors; please remember me. And yes, you can keep those photos as a gift, a peek of the human technology and mechanics."
I long to stay with he rmore, but I must yield to all those people waiting behind me.
"Goodbye," I murmur softly, before giving her an encouraging nod and hopping away.
Who will she choose?
Her suitor will be chosen two days later.
I can't wait.
NOTE TO TAIYO;;
Taiyo, you're a genius! I love everything about Citrin; she reminds me of musical 8th notes because of her designs on her back, and a CS butterfly winged dog, too. ^^ Thank you for making this awesome creation, and I hope someone great will be her suitor.
One thing for sure, I will take good care of her >< Really. She'll get a spot in my sig! To advertise Faerres and make everyone stare at her glory >< She'll immediately join teh RP and my side RP; she will be the Metal Faerre!
P.S Guess what? My guess about a fidgety Faerre was correct, hooray!
Finally;; a last picture for Citrin. If I lose, give it to the winnder~ <3
Do you like this, Citty~?EDIT;;
I'm not sure if this is allowed/ possible, but, just for fun(?) I made an RP blurb of what Citrin would do once she joins the RP; first one's for the main and second one's for the side RP, as a Metal Faerre~
1. Main RP
Lifting her twinkling dark eyes to the sky, Citrin allowed herself a huge grin; it was a foggy day. Normally faerres were not fond of foggy, rainy gloomy days, but now was the chance for Citrin. Her mother wouldn't allow her to touch machinery at normal times, saying 'You need to play'. However, since the day was rainy, what could she say?
Citrin bounced around the 'garage'; a place where she store the spare metal and gears. Today was the day of importance. She had continously making sketches, ideas, and had daydreamed for many days, until she had finally come up with an idea for a present, an innocent gift, to the queen.
I may not have magical abilities, she always told herself. But I do have a thing with machiens. I'm sure the Queen can find good use of my skills. . .
Soon, it would be time for her to go up to the Queen; soon, she would be an adolescent, ready for the queen to judge her role. She already knew she didn't have magical abilities, she was sure of that- however, she was indeed proud of her extraordinary skills with technology, and was determined to show the queen how useful she could be to all of Vinara.
She told her mother that she would go to her sanctuary, and immediately locked herself into the small, rather cramped and messy room. As easily as she was distracted, her room was quite a huge mess.
She pulled out a hammer, nails, and some other useful tools with grease and oil in them. She took out a few metal bits, and also some random materials; cushions, oil, and even food.
Giving a mischievous grin, she let her paws go to work.
2. Side RP created by Meeeee~
"No!" yelled Cit. She motioned with her paw and easily threw the big metal block accross the room. The onlookers stared at her.
WIP
Woops, ignore~
Once there's the RP they can have a love story, yes? 
I'd love to see it~ <3
*follows Sherlock Holmes, Watson shooes me away~*
