Qhora is sullen and angry. When she's not sullen, she's angry. When she's not angry, she's sullen. Most often, she's both.
When she laughs, which is rarely, it's usually in schadenfreude or appreciation thereof. At best, she maintains a quiet watchfulness or professional courtesy, but she does not stray into the realm of friendliness.
She seems stubborn about everything but actually has a fragile side that she keeps mostly to herself. She claims to value solitude and hedonism, but she's so thoroughly ensconced in the lies she tells herself that she is very close to believing them despite the fiction.
When confronted with things she doesn't like - which is often, though perhaps not as perpetually as she believes - she prefers drastic avoidance, followed by venom and rage pent up and taken out later, either in lonesome raving that would make passing strangers assume lunacy if they could hear her or in making someone else's life miserable via a sort of latent aggression redirected onto a completely unrelated target.
Many edits. More difficult than I thought at first.
When she laughs, which is rarely, it's usually in schadenfreude or appreciation thereof. At best, she maintains a quiet watchfulness or professional courtesy, but she does not stray into the realm of friendliness.
She seems stubborn about everything but actually has a fragile side that she keeps mostly to herself. She claims to value solitude and hedonism, but she's so thoroughly ensconced in the lies she tells herself that she is very close to believing them despite the fiction.
When confronted with things she doesn't like - which is often, though perhaps not as perpetually as she believes - she prefers drastic avoidance, followed by venom and rage pent up and taken out later, either in lonesome raving that would make passing strangers assume lunacy if they could hear her or in making someone else's life miserable via a sort of latent aggression redirected onto a completely unrelated target.
Many edits. More difficult than I thought at first.