Post by X-Larain on Jun 26, 2010 3:02:00 GMT -5
Assassin X
.:N ame :[/b] X-Larain (alias as X)
.:A ge :[/b] 24
.:G ender :[/b] Female
.:S pecies :[/b] Human
.:H eight :[/b] 5' 11"
.:W eight :[/b] 147 lbs
.:F amily :[/b] X-Larain
.:.....Mother is
.:.....Father is
.:.....Siblings are brother
.:.....Lover is no one
.:.....Children are no one
.:B irthplace :[/b] Silvereye
.:C urrent R esidence :[/b] Random locations in Caedere, but spends some of her time in Sideris
.:O ccupation :[/b] Assassin. Could be used as a soldier if found
.:P hysical A ppearance :[/b] X-Larain is tall. Extremely tall for a girl. She has dark, dark blue hair that falls around her shoulders. She keeps it shorter than most women of this time, but it's more convenient that way. Her eyes are a dark blood red/maroon. Her skin is scary pale, giving you the impression she's sick. Truth is, she's just really, relly pale. She has thick eyelashes and a large nose. She has a deadly low-pitched voice.
Her shoulders are broad, she has full breasts, wide hips and a not very small waist. Her fingers, even in her young age, are covered in little scars and nicks. Her palms are soft and smooth, her knuckles scraped, bled raw and hardened. She's got boyish hands. She's not a straight stick figure, but she isn't over curvy, either. She is muscular, but not in a bulky way, and fit. But she always seems to have just a little more roundness in her cheeks, hips and buttocks than other places on he body. She likes food as much as she likes working out. She also has big feet.
Her general choice of clothing is a black pair of mens pants, a white/light gray baggy undershirt with a darker, tight over-shirt/vest, black boots, a pair of fingerless gloves and random belts and pockets and such to hold her weapons. She has a black choker/scarf around her throat(it's black with f dark, dark circles), but it extends upward until it covers her neck and lower half of face(that being up to the bridge of her nose). She also has her black cloak with her at all times. It's not exactly black, but extremely dark grey. You have to look close to see it's true colour. With her clothing and her cloak, she gives off the appearance of being a man. Her fabrics are usually a bit of a coarser material, but not scratchy and uncomfortable. she also favours leather, which her gloves and vest usually are. She won't wear anything that reveals her inner thighs, stomach or back. She generally doesn't wear much colour and won't wear dresses or skirts unless her job requires her to blend in. Even then, she makes sure she has clothes underneath and she can just rip it off if she needs to to run at said target. She'll go all out for this, being updated with the latest fashion, wearing the most expensive things; tight corset, giving off the perfect hourglass shape, large ruffles, all of her 'rude points' covered, layers and layers of clothing. Looking completely innocent and delicious. But can mostly all be cut off with a few strokes of one of her blades.
.:P ersonality :[/b] X-Larain is cold, dark, bitter and distant. She's antisocial. It's not too complicated; she doesn't like people, people don't like her. She's efficient in her job, impersonal towards everyone, especially clients. She keeps to herself to the point that no one really knows who she is. Her clients only know her as X and some even think she's a boy with the way she covers herself and deepens her voice when confronting them. She's unsuspecting in her job, you won't know she's after you. She can play any part she needs to in order to kill you, although her shadowed eye are usually cold. She doesn't really enjoy killing too much, but she definitely doesn't dislike it. It's just something that's been a part of her for a long time.
Full bodied picture, main weapons randomly about, head-shot in top right corner, colours in bottomr right corner.
.:M agical A bilities :[/b] None.
.:A ccessories W orth M entioning :[/b] Various weapons such as knives, daggers, bow and arrows, a sword and rope. She won't carry a gun, unless she has to, because she doesn't like them. They're for people with bad aim, poor choices and who rush things. If she does carry a gun, it's always something along a shot-gun.
.:H istory :[/b] X was born in Silvereye in some deserted section and raised there. When she was nine her family, which consisted of her parents, her older brother, her pregnant aunt and baby cousin, were attacked. It was a rookie assassin trying to gain some reputation and status with his 'gang' of other 'assassins'. He, with his team, killed her cousin first. Then her brother and father, then her mother and aunt. All in brutal ways that she'd rather not remember being forced to watch. Then it was her turn; a pretty little girl, in one of her finest dresses, all ready to go out with her mother to do some shopping. She was dressed almost like a young woman, getting ready for her years ahead. They showed no mercy for her, either. They're skills as 'assassins' were poor; they were more like a gang of people wit hbats. But they called themselves assassins either way.
Her uncle returned just that night to find the mess. He'd just splurged and bought presents for everyone, ready wrapped for the next morning; Christmas morning. He came home instead to find his wife, unborn child, son, nephew, brohter-in-law and sister-in-law dead and his niece dying. After his break-down at the sight, he realized breath still rose in X-Larain. He has no idea what had happened, and she never told him. He raised her in a loving way. She wished to be trained, he wished for her to be gentle. He compramised and showed her how to defend herself, but not to be offensive. She accepted this. She wanted to fight, but to be smart in what she was doing. He continued on with her lessons of numbers, letters, languages(that didn't work out too well), sciences, history and other subjects. And defense. She taught herself the rest; assassinating. The art of a silent death. He was unawar of this, that she was using his defensive moves for her pffensive, since he had to work to support them. Her first target, self-chosen, was her family's murderers. They were quick and easy to deal with, even though they had had many years of experience on her. But they never seemed to go above being an amateur assassin, a gang of would-be's. She continued on with her 'career' choice, more or less unknown to the people and society around her and most especially her uncle. She felt bad for tricking him, but felt she had to. Her uncle died some months after from a cancer he didn't know he had. At nineteen she was on her own, a full bodied young woman with a dark path ahead of her. Over the years, her personality has only hardened. She generally won't take money when she's hired. She'll tell her client a high price and if they're willing to pay it, she'll do the job for free. If she needs money, she steals it. She's acquired a number of beautifully crafted weapons, clothing, etc. She's formal and impersonal to everyone around her, especially her clients. When meeting with them, she always has her cloak with the hood pulled up, her choker/scarf covering her face and her bangs there to help obscure her features even more. She even deepens her voice. With all these traits, everyone believes her to be a man, which works fine with her.
So over the years she's become just like the people she hated, that her uncle would have hated; just more skilled.
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.:C haracter[/b] C opyright :[/b] X-Larain
.:P rofile[/b] D esign :[/b] X-Larain
