the pixie chihiro (and alter ego)
chihiro's wings are warped and damaged from birth, so flying is impossible. as such, they built and enchanted a wooden puppet to carry them around, and named it alter ego
alter ego is also sentient...in a way it is an extension of chihiro that can also think for itself? the string tied around alter ego's wrist links it to chihiro
instead of computer programming, chihiro specializes in making enchanted objects, including enchanted dolls. alter ego is not their only puppet but its the one they like the most
chihiro is self-conscious about keeping up with others given their size and inability to fly, so will usually only introduce themself when piloting alter ego. because of this most others assume chihiro is a magic, sentient doll
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A new day, a new babysitter bodyguard.
The young woman was dressed and ready to leave. Designer clothes from head to toe, her heels letting her appear taller than she was, but still not getting close to the man that had just arrived at her office at her family's home. Her arms crossed and dark eyes eyed him. He wasn't the usual type her dad placed to spy on her. Usually, they were... bulkier. But Nari had lived long enough in the world to know that the ones you could not instantly tell were dangerous, were the most dangerous.
"You are Mr. Spindel, right? I'm Nari... you can just call me that. I do not really enjoy being called Miss Nambu." If he ever saw an interview with her, he'd be able to tell that she sounded entirely different. No sparkly over-the-top smile. No little girl act. That was a role she played for the public, one that was impossible to keep up with a bodyguard that was supposed to be clued to her side.
Her hand raised to her face, fingers running over her eyebrow before sighing slightly.
"See, usually I'd play the good girl for a while. But I have an appointment today that is rather important to me. I figure you signed a NDA, that exempts my old man, so... whatever you see. Don't tell some journalist, okay?" Her shoulders slumped slightly. She didn't really want to take him with her.
"Do you know ANY anime? Because I am kinda undercover at my anime meet-up and cosplay group, will change clothes and all. So, I can't really introduce you as my bodyguard..." Her cheeks flushed slightly red. Her father knew of her silly little special interests. But the public didn't.
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