Ally's Charries Apr 13, 2009 20:27:44 GMT -5
Post by Hadyn Bryant on Apr 13, 2009 20:27:44 GMT -5
F E I N T[/color]
age twenty-five blood supposed pureblood
alliance to no one; she plays with them all.[/center]
I, Feint, confirm that the above information is true. I claim that I am a female. I confirm that I am a practicing assassin and that the current wand on display, ten inches, with a ____ core is mine, and if asked, I can present evidence of my human status. I currently do own a few men with names she doesn't bother to remember and my patronus is best defined as a black panther.
[x] I'm the one they love to hate.
Feint, in no means, is nice. She's cold, with very little feeling as to others sensitivities. If she labels you as not worth her time, she won't show you any interest at all. She's the girl that you can ask a kindly question to, and she'll look you up and down, and then give you a kind of bored, short, one-word answer before flicking her hair and turning back to what she had been doing before. If you turn out to be one of Feint's more potent enemies, she might spare you a cutting insult or two. If you do capture enough of her attention to get into a row with her, there are a few options that are quite likely: one, she is quite amused, and proceeds the battle of wit with a smirk on her face and a glint in her eyes or; two, she gets very, very angry, in which case she could start screaming, throwing knives at you, or give you the below-zero shoulder. (she's too nasty to just be 'cold.')
[x] She's a maneater.
Why spend mine, when I can spend yours?
[x] The one they call a queen.
[x] Adrenaline Angel
[x] Trust no man; Fear no bitch
- Patricia Black
- They're a clear green, the type that flash when she's angry or unamused, or can compliment a sensual smirk perfectly. They're the top of eyes that cut through the bullshit, that miss nothing, the type that you feel like can see right through you, often cold or wickedly pleased. Feint can be one scary girl, and her eyes are definitely part of that fear factor.
HAIR COLOR AND STYLE
- Feint's hair is worn wavy and long down her back, and often styled in many different ways; curled, pinned, voloptuously curly. It's a lightened brown color, with a fine and soft feel.
- Feint's skin is tanned, and often the object of envy from other women; look at them legs!
WEIGHT, HEIGHT, BUILD
Feint's thin, but not so to the point of an eating disorder (there was a rumor that went around that she was, but it was probably just another of the many started by the envious or bored). It's probably around one twenty five or so. Her legs are nice and long, standing around five nine.
Feint, to put it frankly, is a slut.
She knows she's gorgeous, and she likes to show herself off. Whispers and insults don't seem to penetrate her front of confidence at all; the appreciative looks from the men she passes make her smirk, rather than blush; she's got it all, so why not show it off? Short skirts, plunging necklines, scandolously tight, barely-there clothes--yes. Feint has entered the building.
VOICE, LANGUAGE, ACCENT
Feint's voice is feminine, and british, with maybe a touch of italian to add to the mix. It is often made to be an alluring whisper, or hardened into a cutting comeback. She's a witty one, with a voice that will be used, and raised if she isn't getting what she wants. This girl can be hellish; the type of lady of a ledgend, the one that's stunningly gorgeous, but the an extreme bitch at the best of times.
- Feint's very appearence is distinguishing. Lucious curves, the face of an angel, and legs that stretch go on for miles it seems. She's the one that walks in, and all heads turn, and starts whispers. She's the one you hear about and are afraid to meet. She's famous amongst the powerful; she's either killed someone for them, befriended them, or sexed their place up.
- Lorelai Langly
- Adam Rochester Langly
- Estella Langly
- Nadia Sheek, deceased
Edmund Langly, deceased
Mortimer Grindstaff, deceased
Pamela Grindstaff, deceased
AUNTS AND UNCLES
- None to speak of.
- none that Feint know of.
- MORDRED DEADLOCKE:
Concrete's Top Boss; Black Market Extraordinaire; Mutual Trust and Cutting Love
"Mordred Deadlocke--if you were stupid enough to challenge him, you deserve to die. If you were foolish enough to think you could win, you would already be dead. I know he's not invincible, but he's getting damn close. However, it is possible to get to him. But if you thought you could kill him and then start the party--well, then, I'll meet you. Your place, no clothes, no rules--weapons optional. See you there.
At any rate, I respect him, and he respects me. I guard his children, and he--well. I'll just leave your imagination to it, hmm?"
Italian Mafia Member; Weapon Supplier; Sex&Money
"Mmm, Rook. He's quite the entertainer. Sexy, if you ask me. He's got money, he's got the car, he's got the everything--and that AK47 is very nice looking. Haha, yes. Rook is my main muggle weapons supplier--he's a wizard, of course, but he plays in the muggle pleasentries that are so often ignored by the magical community. Stupid, if you ask me. Wands are small, and efficent, but there's some bloody lust that I have for a firearm, a desire that Rook shares with me. Something about a man with a gun in his hand turns me on. Anyways, Rook is a good bedroom playmate, but that's as romantic as we get. The pair of us are very professional. He gives me the gun, I kill someone for him, and we're even. Like I have said before, he has everything. Money, rides, girls--well. All those ladies surrounding him, vying for his attention, and the one that he wants the most is always having fun on the other side of the room--me. Hah, some things never change."
- She's British, with a hint of Italian.
- Feint doesn't really settle down. She's likely to live in several different places in very little time.
- some hotel, or a rich man's bed.
Feint's got enough money to buy herself the latest fashion. She's glamour, she's fame, and she's sexy -- be wise, boys. Don't do it. She'll play with you before she cuts out your heart and walks all over it in the latest Gucci stilletos.
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