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Post by cass on Jun 23, 2010 2:14:26 GMT -5
PlayBy: Alexz Johnson
Name: Cassandra. Nickname(s): Cass, Cassie. Alias: Simply goes by Cass. Age: Unknown. Appeared Age: Early twenties. Gender: Female. Orientation: Homosexual. Occupation: Unemployed.
Race: Shapeshifter.
Hair Color: Dirty-blonde. Hair Style: Shoulder length, usually rather messy/shaggy looking. Eye Color: Light blue. Height: 5'4" Weight: 119 lbs. Build: Lean. Scar(s): A very visible bite mark on her right shoulder, received while shapeshifted during a fight with, ah, who could of guessed? Another animal. Birthmark(s): Has one on her left hand, right between her index finger and thumb. Tattoo(s): None. Piercing(s): None. Clothing: Well, she actually spends most of her time shapeshifted and when she came out of the barrier she wasn't wearing any clothing - so, she remained as such. Though, her clothing style would more than likely be very flexible, wearing whatever she came across and whatever is more comfortable. General Appearance: Might add this later :] Since it's optional?!
Likes:- Understanding others.
- Night-time.
- Traveling/adventure.
- Feeling safe.
- Hunting/fighting.
- Music.
- Undisturbed sleep.
- Meat foods.
Dislikes:- Being hunted.
- Being watched.
- Anyone who speaks without thinking.
- Inconsiderate others.
- Solitude.
- Inconsistency.
- Unrealistic ideals.
- Chocolate.
Fears:- Never figuring out this world.
- Not finding others like herself.
Talents:- Seemingly naturally skilled at fighting ( familiar with weapon useage as well, but, hasn't discovered this yet ;] ). She supposes it's due to whatever her life was before the barrier, but, it's only an assumption.
- She can sing extraordinarily beautifully, but, she's the only who has ever heard her voice.
- She can read people well, most often able to pick up what their feeling or even detect if they are lying to her or not. Intuitive, perhaps.
Flaws:- Aggressive, most of the time due to paranoia, especially if she's barely meeting you.
- Has the tendency to see the negative side of things rather than the positive.
- Distrusting, so, it's difficult for her to make allies.
General Personality: The first impression Cassandra gives to people is one of pure spite and open distrust. She's honestly one of the more aggressive types when she comes across someone new, or they come across her. She's been highly paranoid ever since she came out of the barrier and has since kept to herself and away from people, for the most part. -- However, she does have a lighter side to her seemingly undying cold personality. ( NOT DONE, WILL FINISH LATA )
Items: Weapons: Abilities:- (supernatural abilities, like super strength; N/A, if human)
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Weaknesses:- (supernatural weaknesses, like low speed; N/A, if human)
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Father: Unknown. Mother: Unknown. Sibling(s): Unknown. Pet(s): None. Friend(s): Lover(s):
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History: (complete sentences, optional)
RP Sample:From a previous RP I was in, hope that's fine :] The smoky flow of white swirled slowly within the glass sphere. The user's dark eyes reflecting such as he stared inside, seemingly in a trance. As usual, the kimura was contemplating about something. His interest not really laying behind the rather useless remembrall that he'd been leering at for well over twenty minutes. Aside from school duties, his mind had been fixated on the possibly nonexistent fifth floor. Had one been stuck within the depths of his mind, they'd most certainly assume that he was entirely obsessive. But, he'd came to realize, this was indeed his last year at Kushikushi, and though he could return to work as part of the Staff someday - he'd much rather not waste the time. And, in all actuality, there was nothing else for him to learn inside of school other than what may or may not be on the mysterious fifth floor. School work was something he finished faster than most and always had it came out in excellence.. and he was far from interested in having a social get together with anyone -- leaving his only option of desire to be what was undiscovered.
To gather enough information was what had been stopping the actual search of the floor. For he had decided, the day he'd chose, would be his first and last day of attempting the room. The day in which, he'd give himself extra luck atop whatever knowledge he'd gained about the floor -- taking felix felicis. Anyone who had ever sought after the obscurity of Suzuki's leaving had probably taken the golden liquid as well - but, they probably hadn't been so thorough. Or at least, didn't obtain the correct ammo in discovering what they pursued. Then again, that could probably just be his intellectual arrogance -- there had surely been other equally competent and ambitious people before his time that did the best they could in order to find said room. However, Ichiro couldn't help but think he could always accomplish things, or get around to doing them, better than others. Such a belief had not been proven wrong -- not to his knowledge at least. So, arrogance when it came to his own cleverness was well placed.
It was fortunate that the year had a while before ending. He was still working on the proper inquiries to use with the flowers. The girl, he'd managed to find out on his own, name had been Cao Xuan. Such had not been a hard task to accomplish - after all, she was quite the vexing oddball. But aside from that particularly displeasing tool; he'd spent countless amount of hours questioning the ghosts as well. Not to mention, attempting in using what small bit of Legilimency he'd learned -- sometime he'd have to ask the Professor for more.. useful lessons. Preferably private ones -- but, the teacher wasn't like others; it was harder to get on his 'favored' side - in fact, Ichiro had came to simply assume that Mr. Shun would never have any favorites. So, if he couldn't convince the teacher with his simple charm, then he'd offer money. Everyone had their price. For the most part at least. There was, obviously, many more steps he needed to take before going through with his quest. It was just a matter of opportunity combined with already prepared words and manipulative techniques. The matter of which wasn't as easily done as it was said as. Which was why he was taking his time. Nothing is done well in haste, after all.
"Iwate-kun, I'm going to the Great Hall to get lunch, can you watch after the Library until I'm back?" Those naturally cold orbs slowly lifted their gaze from the misty-white ball in his hand, landing on the Librarian merely to give a calm nod. Over the years, every Librarian seemed to succumb to his act of kindness. Having it always been his goal to get on the good-side with the Hogwarts Staff -- there came many opportunities from such. Especially in the Library -- where books of knowledge lay all around, and the ones that were typically restricted were unbound simply because he was 'extraordinarily smart and an excellent gentlemen.' With such prizes, he didn't mind faking such politeness and seemingly even gentleness. Most adults, or those who he wanted to, just taking him in as a quiet intellect who wouldn't harm a bug. How very useful was the art of deceit..
His gaze followed the librarian as they left, leaving the wonders of words to be surrounded only by himself and a few others. Who had always stayed to their own business -- one of the reasons he spent so much time in the Library, little to no distractions and it was quiet for the most part. But, he had been in more places of solitude. This was just an easier place to access anything that suddenly came up -- always one to get new ideas or questions, so what better place to be than the library? Where he could find the answers he sought almost immediately? Yes. It was indeed the perfect environment for Ichiro.
Indifferent pools returned to their previous setting - once more apparently getting lost within the white swirl of the object. But in reality, simply allowing his thoughts to roam the vast field of magical inquisition once again.
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