Lunar Dusk

By Octavia's Bow

• March 24, 2013




Age: 27

Gender: Female

Species: Unicorn

Appearance: She's midnight blue, with a purple mane that darkens to black at the tips. Her eyes are black-fleck blue, and she always wears a knife strapped across her back. Sometimes two, depending on the day. She is of average height.<br /><br />She will wear a uniform depending on who she's serving. Her other disguises include<br />-Nurse Dusk<br />-Night-Ops Dusk<br />-Court Functions Dusk<br />-Religious Dusk

Cutie Mark: A black slash with glowing eyes peering from the midst. It symbolizes her skills with stalking.

Personality: Silent when possible. She's short with ponies she doesn't like, and has a sarcastic sense of humor. She can be flirtatious, but most often she is cold.<br /><br />Likes:<br />Obedience, creativity, patience<br /><br />Dislikes:<br />Arrogance, pity (directed at her), loud-mouths<br /><br />She shows strong respect to her superiors.

Backstory: Lunar loved the night, even as a foal. So it was no surprise to anyone when she went to Canterlot College to study it. She wanted to know everything; plants, creatures, cultures, technology, anything about the night. What did surprise them was what she chose to do with it.<br /><br />After college, she enlisted in the PIA as a field agent. She went through ballistic's training easy enough; she showed adept behavior with the .10 mm Glock, and the bolt-action L96A1. In close-combat, she learned to wield large knifes, small knifes, and improvised weaponry, as well as a few hoof-to-hoof techniques.<br /><br />Upon reaching the point in which she was ready, she was sent out to gather intelligence on a pony who had been leading a cell of terrorists. She was given a new name, a new mane, and a new life. A new life that somepony thought wasn't worth it. A month into her operation she discovered critical information on a hard drive in one of the planning houses. Upon delivery, she was shot by her CO and tied up in front of the terrorist's orginazation with the word 'Traitor' painted above her head. She slipped the bonds, the drugs they'd used to suppress her magic not quite strong enough, and slipped from the radar.