Name: Lyn Clarke

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Appearance: Lyn hails from some sort of Yumland descent, although ever since her father's generation the family has been living in Electopia. She has a slightly dark oriental complexion. Her jaw-length hair was undoubtedly dark at one point, but is now a dark crimson dyed black at the tips. Her eyes are dark brown and her eyebrows, from her father's side, quite thick. A purple tattoo of an anchor adorns the left side of her face, concealing an already subtle scar while creating a whole new distraction. She has a notably long face with a distinct chin.
Lyn stands at about six feet, but tends to keep her head crooned down. Her figure is actually naturally poor, but she keeps herself in as good shape as she can manage through exercise. She constantly wears her father's old ship captain cap and gold-buttoned jacket. The jacket, however, mostly stays over her shoulders and open. Even in hot weather, however, it usually stays on, and even if not wearing it Lyn carries it around out of habit. Beneath the coat is a rather plain blue-going-on-black tank top, which runs too short and allows a view of her waist if the coat isn't in the way. She wears old and damaged baggy grey-green pants which are probably hand-me-downs, but certainly of her mother rather than her enormous father. The dark straps of her undergarment rise up enough to be visible over the sides. The pants are held up by a black leather studded belt. A silver wallet-chain hangs from her left pocket. A similar black strap adorns her left wrist for no reason but decoration. Her sneakers are simple grey-and-blue running shoes, but have been worn down from overuse. She normally wears similarly crummy grey socks beneath.

Personality: Lyn's personality would be described as "highly disagreeable" by anyone who managed to talk to her for a short period, but few get that close: the girl's bizarre attire and natural evil-eyed glare are enough to keep most at a distance. That's just the way she wants it: as a professional Navi trainer, Lyn makes no effort to attach herself to anyone. She aims to keep her natural hot temper at a cool level, a plan which falls apart whenever she's challenged on anything. She has trained herself to fight with or without a blunt weapon and has also gained a natural air of intimidation, allowing her to talk bigger than she really feels with ease, especially to strangers. With established acquaintances, however, her social skills are revealed to be staggeringly clumsy. Lyn has many sore spots, but none bigger than insulting her father or anything about him (in other words, his hat and jacket).

PET Modifications: None, save for her name crudely scratched into the back in spite of standard identification that can be found on the PET.

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