Rumi Beotoli

Name:	Rumi Beotoli
Bonds:	Brullera, Jingoa
Bonded At:	Star City Dragonry
Species:	Human, Indian descent
Age:	35
Sex:	Female
Height:	5'7"
Hair:	Black, bobbed short and kept neat
Skin:	Darkly tanned
Eyes:	Dark brown, almond shaped
Residence:	Star City
Position:	City policewoman
Description:	Straight-backed and liquid-moving, Rumi doesn't look as strong as she actually is, which is often to her advantage, but also often annoying. In fact, she looks more like an Indian beauty queen than the war goddess she would much rather resemble, with a curvacious build, a heart-shaped face, and dark, flawless skin. Her dark brown eyes are exotically angled and her black hair, though kept in a neat, servicable bobb cut, is shiny and straight, quick to catch the eye. Not even her station security uniform, what she is seen in most often around Star City, detracts from her general attractiveness. It is only her expression, cool and distant, that keeps people from picking up on her, and even then, there are those who either have a death wish or no powers of observation at all who ignore the expression and focus on the body.
Bio:	Most of the time, Rumi's behavior runs completely counter to her looks: she is cold, impersonal, and distanced, or sarcastic, caustic, and bitchy, to use her coworkers' word. This is, of course, largely an act for self-defense, working as she does in a hard position for a beautiful woman to hold. During her off-hours she usually sticks to her small apartment with her private gym and private library, partaking in one or both of her favorite activities, working out or reading, while music of all kinds plays in the background. On the whole, she prefers being alone, and it is the wonder of many a fellow cop why, if she dislikes people so much, she works so hard for them as a policewoman on the space station's force. In fact, she wonders some, herself, though as she is not one for introspection if she can help it, she doesn't wonder much. All that matters is that her loyalty to the force and her commanders is unfailing, and she always does the best that she can at whatever task she is assigned-- though she might grumble about it to herself. There is, however, one rather large stain on Rumi's record. In her earlier years as a cop, she discovered, or rather had pointed out to her, that she had a problem with alcohol. Alcoholism runs in her family, and one night out with the friends led to a whole weekend drunk, either bar-hopping, ending up in strangers' beds, or both; for a few years, she was notorious for seducing whatever man happened to be with her at the time she was drunk. She has since been through rehab and refuses to touch another drop-- another reason why she rarely leaves her apartment on her off-hours, to avoid temptation-- and is proud to say that she has been sober for six years. After the xenodragon frenzy-hatching, and Rumi's entirely unexpected bonding of two xenodragons, she's jokingly thought about going back to drinking. Not seriously, of course, as no matter how much of a handful a pair of xenodragons are, they're still loyal and affectionate, in their own ways. It will, however, be quite a change getting used to having company all the time, dragonic, xenomorphic, or not.