Dee never had much of an attention span for complicated things - for as long as she could remember, she was always distracted by the curves and bulges on others. Being fairly flat and thin herself, she was never particularly remarkable for anything beyond her libido and that irresistable, throbbing she felt from within. Of course, all that changed once the manifestations began. Telekinetic projections sprang up as an extension of her will - or, rather, her willingness - and suddenly it was all she could do to take her mind off of the pressing needs at hand. With her focus clarified and laser-guided for once, Dee finally found her calling: training her own, latent psychic abilities to the best of her abilities. It was a logical next step to invest in some savicite-laced implants to heighten her psionics (while also soothing over the problems her naturally flat biology saddled her with. But, of course, once she started, there was no stopping or half-measures for the excitable ausar, until she got herself an anti-grav harness to better support the fuck-off huge orbs she'd worked her way towards, one upgrade at a time. Now, she works as a trainer for those with psychic abilities; in between finding the time to put her glowing 'beast' through its paces, that is.
