Post by ellinde on Sept 18, 2007 19:12:16 GMT -5
Name: Astraea
Alias: The Aloof Nemesis
Age: 25
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 123 lb
Gender: female
Alliance: Order, VII.
Keyblade name: Equilibrium
Bio: Astraea has very little recollection of her past. From the fragments of her memory she discerned that her life was dedicated to scholarly pursuits. Flashes of a cozy room filled almost to the bursting with books and long hours spent scratching away at a thick sheaf of notes occasionally race through her mind but she prefers to ignore them, so far removed are they from her current life as a nobody. Perhaps she was a student of the arcane arts. It would explain her proficiency with her preferred combat method, magic. No one can recall ever having seen her keyblade, or if they have, they don’t speak of it. The only certainty in her past is that she joined the Order seeking a way to redress injustice in the world. Once, long ago, she is certain there was a reason for this, a driving force behind her need for justice. Now, however, it has become an obsession without apparent cause.
Personality: Distant, reserved, impassive – the first words that spring to mind when one must describe Astraea’s personality. Elegant but cold – more than one being has called her an ice princess behind her back, though few have the courage to do so to her face. Obsessed – justice defines her life to the exclusion of all else. Lonely – but unwilling to admit it, or even to let anyone get close enough to notice. Wistful dreams of a time when she was still human, still knew love and warmth, are only that, dreams. Dreams unfit for one who would make herself a living (sort of) incarnation of blind justice.
Appearance: Slender and of only medium height for a woman, Astraea somehow still comes across as imposing. She almost never smiles and, if she does, it is even rarer for the expression to reach her blue eyes. Her expression is most often one of impartial detachment, though in an unguarded moment a hint of sadness might be detected by the observant. Her dark, almost black, hair is worn loose and she prefers to wear garments that are flowing and unrestrictive.
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It is a strange existence, this mock-life I lead… she mused, absently stroking the taut strings of her harp. The notes sounded brittle, not toneless but somehow… lacking in warmth. She put the instrument aside with a sigh. Ever since her rebirth into the Order as a nobody she had felt a vague discontent, and it wasn’t just with her music. Something was definitely missing. It was much simpler to uphold justice with objectivity now but… With a slight shake of her head she rose from the chair. It would not do to become distracted. There was a great deal to be done, now that the Organization had returned.
Alias: The Aloof Nemesis
Age: 25
Height: 5’6”
Weight: 123 lb
Gender: female
Alliance: Order, VII.
Keyblade name: Equilibrium
Bio: Astraea has very little recollection of her past. From the fragments of her memory she discerned that her life was dedicated to scholarly pursuits. Flashes of a cozy room filled almost to the bursting with books and long hours spent scratching away at a thick sheaf of notes occasionally race through her mind but she prefers to ignore them, so far removed are they from her current life as a nobody. Perhaps she was a student of the arcane arts. It would explain her proficiency with her preferred combat method, magic. No one can recall ever having seen her keyblade, or if they have, they don’t speak of it. The only certainty in her past is that she joined the Order seeking a way to redress injustice in the world. Once, long ago, she is certain there was a reason for this, a driving force behind her need for justice. Now, however, it has become an obsession without apparent cause.
Personality: Distant, reserved, impassive – the first words that spring to mind when one must describe Astraea’s personality. Elegant but cold – more than one being has called her an ice princess behind her back, though few have the courage to do so to her face. Obsessed – justice defines her life to the exclusion of all else. Lonely – but unwilling to admit it, or even to let anyone get close enough to notice. Wistful dreams of a time when she was still human, still knew love and warmth, are only that, dreams. Dreams unfit for one who would make herself a living (sort of) incarnation of blind justice.
Appearance: Slender and of only medium height for a woman, Astraea somehow still comes across as imposing. She almost never smiles and, if she does, it is even rarer for the expression to reach her blue eyes. Her expression is most often one of impartial detachment, though in an unguarded moment a hint of sadness might be detected by the observant. Her dark, almost black, hair is worn loose and she prefers to wear garments that are flowing and unrestrictive.
Picture:
Roleplay Sample:
It is a strange existence, this mock-life I lead… she mused, absently stroking the taut strings of her harp. The notes sounded brittle, not toneless but somehow… lacking in warmth. She put the instrument aside with a sigh. Ever since her rebirth into the Order as a nobody she had felt a vague discontent, and it wasn’t just with her music. Something was definitely missing. It was much simpler to uphold justice with objectivity now but… With a slight shake of her head she rose from the chair. It would not do to become distracted. There was a great deal to be done, now that the Organization had returned.