Post by ' ' clarice ragna on Jan 25, 2009 15:22:59 GMT
Player Details[/i]
Name: Squee
Age: sixteen
RP Experience: about two years now
Other characters: about to claim Babette Vivant and Thomas Bullstrode
Character Basics
Full Name: Clarice Hersinde Ragna
Nicknames: Claire, Rica, "oi, you, maid!"
Age: Twenty
Birthday: February 2
Profession: Maid for the Cox family
Family and History
Mother: Marianne Ragna
Father: Christopher Ragna
Siblings:
- Peter Ragna | 22
- Alice Ragna | 18
Other family:
None.
Her grandparents are dead,
and none of her siblings are married.
Relationship with family:
"I think I have a good relationship with my family. Despite the fact me and my father butt heads at times, we get along fairly well. The relationship between myself and my mother is close-knit as is my relationship with my brother. The relationship between myself and Alice then again is a different story. I just don't know what it is, but we're just not the greatest of friends."
Hometown: London
General History:
Personality
Likes:
- hard work
- complaining
- flowers
- cooking
- cloths (she likes the variety in them)
- colors
- perfume
- music
Dislikes:
- her father disapproving of her
- her sister (she stole all of daddy's attention)
- dirty shoes (they dirty her clean floors)
- beer (can she help it she gets sick when she drinks it?)
- rainy days (rainy days = muddy ground = dirty shoes = dirty floors)
- bad singing
- snow
- arrogance
Strengths:
- cooking
- cleaning
- philosophy (though she's nothing but a maid. clarice absolutely loves to let her thoughts wonder on important and not so important questions)
- singing (she has a soothing voice that she uses whilst cleaning when she's all alone)
- sewing
Weaknesses:
- doing as told (she's got quite the temper)
- acting she likes something when she ovbiously doesn't
- clothing and juwlery (like any woman she adores clothing. the difference between normal women and her is that she only gets to window-shop)
- music (how she loves it!)
- defending herself physically (she's physically weak, like VERY weak)
Overall personality:
Appearance
Height: Small
Weight: Slender
Eyes: Brown - Green
Hair: Dark brown, often confused with black
Clothing: most of the time she wears simple clothing, though for special occasions or when she has enough pay, she may wear something more elegant... when she's not working of course.
Distinguishing features: small scar on her knee from falling on broken glass one time.
Celeb: Shiri Appleby
Celeb Pic:
Overall appearance: see picture.
Other
Status: Single
Role play Sample:
Edmund chose to ignore that. Who did she think he was? A kid? He was at the very least a thousand years older than him. Yet here she was, addressing him without the tiniest bit of respect. Even with his 'normal' time-line back in England he was still older than her, though he would have been just a few years older. Didn't that mean she didn't have the right to address him like that. Wasn't she afraid of anything or anyone? The answer to that question, intrigued him quite a lot.
"Well come on, or you haven't been deep in the woods alone before?"
Well she was quite confident of herself, now wasn't she? Edmund glared at her, not heartfelt but in a slight complaining sort of way, showing he didn't quite like being talked to that way. Of course he had been deep in the woods before! Countless of times! ... Just not recently.
"Or can't you keep up with me?"
Alright! That was it! He'd had enough of it. Glancing back at her, he watched her take off. She was quick, agility certainly one of her strengths, and she was swift. It seemed to be that this Daphne was telling the truth, for she had soon disappeared from sight, confirming the fact that she was acquainted well enough with the woods. Edmund frowned. The way she moved so differently from any other human seemed to come natural to her. And curiosity tugged on him, yet he pushed his curious self back.
He had to focus on catching up now... but he wasn't about to start leaping branches. He was no animal of any kind. So instead, his legs came to moving forward once more as he headed the way he had seen her disappear to. The pace becoming faster and faster as he sped up, trying his best to take a good look at the trees... she was sure to be there somewhere. Besides, she was his only way back once he got deeper in the woods, and he realized that he was about to depend quite a lot on her.
Stupid Edmund! Had Daphne been of evil kindred, she could just leave him deep in the woods like that... and he'd have no way back. But some instinct told him that Daphne couldn't be anything evil and that he could trust her, ... well, trust her well enough. It didn't take long though before Edmund came to a halt, believing that he was indeed lost and that he'd taken the wrong way. Now what to do? Turning around to inspect the area, a relieved smile spread across his features at the sight of Daphne, seated upon a bough.
"I can keep up with any girl," Edmund scoffed finally. The run had taken little of his energy or breath away, being used to hard training to keep prepared and of course because it was a hobby. His eyes inspected her, awaiting her reaction. Now what was she going to do?[/ul]
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