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Her face would be considered 'heart' shaped with wide-set almond-shaped eyes, bright blue in color. Brilliant blue, in fact, enhanced by the blue luxin and shimmered by the yellow she wields as a drafter. Some people would consider her eyes memorizing, distracting even as the pattern of her luxin over her naturally bright blue eyes is difficult to see but if looking closely Ill's eyes look like lightning strikes. Her lips are very thin and naturally a slight shade darker than her natural pale smooth skin tone. Her nose is long while her nostrils are considered 'wide'.
Ilithyia's hair is always kept long as a staple though she does take pride in some unique styling (such as shaving the side) and typically kept 'up' in some fashion (either a braid or a bun), if its ever kept down its left wild and unkempt. Color-wise its blonde with minimal coloring; though naturally she has darker low lights and this can effect the perception of her hair color in certain lighting.
The other side, is a mask, and an expert one. Probably derivative of a former life or what 'might have been,' but when Ilithyia chooses to 'wear this mask' its completely undetectable. Not exactly cheery, but what someone would expect out of a person, she can express emotion much better and even be flirtatious. Though mindset wise, she's not interested in any sort of personable relationship, people are pawns to further gains.
There are not many pastimes that Ilithyia enjoys, she's usually consumed with 'work' and the next goal. She has no family, just a goal, and when she sets her mind to a goal she doesn't stop until she achieves it.
Standard color sickness, while she feels typical symptoms of nausea and upset stomach, do not bother her.
Ilithyia was born to a teenage couple that couldn't beat the thriving theme in the United States. Teenage pregnancy. Thankfully, these children didn't believe themselves good enough parents and thought to do the 'right' thing by giving her up for adoption. Unluckily, it was not a loving couple that couldn't have children that gained access to Ilithyia. No, it was an organization run by the Sa'Kage beholden to the New York sector by the name of Imperial Corps.
Imperial Corps was a front company of one of the many assassin guilds in America. It was a special project funded by the guild and the New York sector Sa'Kage to produce high-end payout assassins to mercenary to other Sa'Kage's and/or send home to Lochstone. The object was to build perfect warriors, and in that endeavor they started with children. Ilithyia was placed into a group of individuals as the 'ninth' test subject and given the name Ilithyia (representative of I). All other individuals in her group were given Ancient Greek names representative of the alphabet.
From infancy, she and the other 25 test subjects were reared to be assassins, espionage specialists, perfect warriors. It was a dog eat dog world, and by the time she was thirteen only twenty of them had survived. She was a battered and broken girl, but it was her 'mother' (the lead on the project) that recognize a familiar glint in her eye. A blue glint, shimmering and stagnant, distinctly different than any of the other specialists.
Omega, for that was 'mother's' name, called in a specialist they had on retainer to come examine her. They 'field tested' her for drafting capabilities and she was found to have drafting capabilities. Initially the program suggested terminating her in the project but Omega saw potential in having a well-trained and essentially brainwashed drafter at their disposal.
Ilithyia was sent to a small-time chromaturgy school unknown by the Chromeria's powers that it was controlled by the Sa'Kage--at least financially. Her 'contract' was sponsored by an alias and background so any Chromeria employees couldn't link her back to the Sa'Kage, but she was there. Many of the drafter-sponsorships were controlled by Sa'Kage patrons and many contracts were pulled in favor of Sa'Kage 'jobs.' Most drafters at the Chromaturgy School of Upstate New York were only pawns to catch a bigger Queen. But it served its purpose and Ilithyia was formerly placed through the Thresher, passed with interesting marks in lack of terror or really any emotion really, and was discovered a monochrome leaning on bichrome. Since it was a Chromaturgy school controlled by the Sa'Kage she was quickly listed as, and trained, as a bichrome.
As any brainwashed 'student' she excelled at drafting, but just because she was enlisted in a new 'class' did not mean her old classes ended. It was drafting by day and Omega's lessons at night. Sleep was a hard commodity to come by. Over the years she passed many tests, molded into exactly the beast they wanted her to become and eventually--at the age of 17--they had grander ideas for a small town drafter. They sent her to the official head Chromeria and enlisted her in blackguard training.
This was a tricky situation, however, because typically the Chromeria purchased the contract of the blackguard student so they officially owned and employed them until the blackguard could pay off their debt--if the blackguard could pay off her debt. However, in this case, Ilithyia was so fully ingrained into Sa'Kage culture she was released officially from their care. An individually operating agent. This was a celebration and Omega gifted her Rangda, a creature so unique at the time that even Imperial Corps had no idea where she received such a creature.
Ilithyia's transfer into the blackguard was almost seamless. She was so gifted at the program she was a full fledged blackguard by nineteen, passing any assignment they handed her. Of course she pretended to be worse than she was, had to 'learn' something from the Chromeria Blackguard program. She was quickly given her own battalion of blackguards to control some few years later and occasionally she would receive word from Omega about an assignment particularly of interest to the Sa'Kage.
The local Sa'Kage knows very little about Imperial Corps, they chose to remain rather independent lest the Sa'Kage ever be taken down by the Chromeria they would still have the upperhand at taking it back. Imperial Corps has deals in pharmaceutical companies, construction, real estate and several high engineering companies.
She's renowned around the Chromeria for being a crazy bitch--what little do they know.
The woman entered into the main training room, those there looked towards her as her presence simply commanded attention. Her long blonde hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail, which only served to make her face more square and appear more menacing. "If I hear so much as one groan of complaint, you'll fight me." Ilithyia yelled into the room. The anger in her voice and the rage in her eyes clear. Very clear. She wasn't playing. And the fight, should it happen, would be bloody.