23rd ♫ | a fleeting heat haze calling my name

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NARMAYA VOICETEST POST

Narmaya is a Draph from Granblue Fantasy. She's a teeny tiny shortstack lady (she's 134cm!! fucc!!!) who happens to be a master swordswoman. Even though she's super famous and legitimately skilled, she has zero self esteem and doesn't see anything special or noteworthy about her skills.

She has a super doting, motherly personality (she often refers to herself as "neesan" in third person in Japanese) and Will Look After You and Dote On You Whether You Like It Or Not

i can't believe gbf fused both of my anime wives together into an attack on me, personally

Like my usual CMOs, I'm totally happy to roll with assumed CR, AUs, setting transplants, BASICALLY ANYTHING YA LITTLE HEART MAY DESIRE, I'M HERE TO GET ON WITH IT

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[nightmarewish]

[There are only a couple of things that tarnish Anna's mysterious, wicked demeanor—she makes for a cutting presence on the Grandcypher, only days after joining the crew, in all deep reds and purples, hair wild and splayed over her eye, dress wide and billowing, her ragged hat's brim wide enough to keep her out of most doorways. It's just... Well, Nightmare, her stuffed doll, is a little creepy with his patchwork face and jagged stitched smile, but maybe it's strange that she carries him around everywhere she goes, without exception. And also...

She's so small.

She's so small.

It hasn't take much of anyone much longer than it takes to interact with her to figure out that she's not much of the spooky, wise figure she seems, just like Lyria and Djeeta quickly discovered that she wasn't as all-knowing as the rumors said. In more than one instance, the prospect of talking to strangers frightened her enough to scream and run away... So, you know, she's been kind of tough to get a hold of.

Right now, though, she's out on the front deck, sat on her butt with each of Nightmare's hands in hers so she can dance him across the floor; a little girl playing with her doll. Once in a while, she interrupts her little mutterings at him to take out her wand and make him float and dance. Despite that Anna's mouth stays closed in a sweet little smile, Nightmare laughs in what sounds like her own voice, deepened.]

[glasswing]

[ Life before and after the Grandcypher's arrival couldn't have been any less alike, Narmaya sometimes thinks. The forest and the mountains she'd known had been dark and quiet, green and black and the Grandcypher was loud and bright, bathed in a cerulean blue so vivid it makes her heart ache to take it in.

And there's so many people coming and going on what seems like a daily basis. Some people join to stay, of course, just as Narmaya had, but some seem content to stay with the crew for just a week or a month before going back to their lives. It means there's an almost never-ending stream of new people who are settling into life on the ship who need help with this and that. So of course Narmaya's thrown herself into the mother hen role with an almost unsettling level of fervour. With how busy she is, it means there's less time in the day for her training but she doesn't mind.

Anna, though, is a project. She's so timid that Narmaya fears if she spooks the girl, she'll send her fleeing right off the end of the Grandcypher. So as much as it's tearing her apart inside to keep her distance, she does her best to not focus too much on Anna until she's sure that she won't terrify her.

So! Out onto the deck she goes. Everyone needs someone to look after them and she's certain Anna's no different. ]

Good morning, Anna! You're not too cold out here, are you? Should I bring out a blanket?

[ This is Narmaya restraining herself. We're off to a flying start already. ]

[nightmarewish]

O-oh! Ah, um...

[Nightmare jolts a little in the air when Anna's hand falters and he makes a noise of distress that settles easily when Anna reaches out and pulls him out of the air and into her arms, close to her chest. She's being spoken to, what does she say, what does she say?!]

Good, g-good morning!

[That's how you greet someone who says good morning to you first, right...? She holds Nightmare tight, reassuring herself rather than protecting him. Anna breaks down around strangers and crowds, but it's hard to miss Narmaya always working hard and helping the others, and Anna doesn't want to be rude to her.]

It's okay, it's nice out... [And she is, to be fair, wearing a pretty heavy dress.] You, um, don't need to do that.