Kaelie Siena.

[bek]

Kaelie Siena;;
is now entering it's all in yer mind

About You;;
behind the RPer

Name: Bek.
Age: Seventeen.
Years of Rping: Six.
Contact: Via PM.

ID Tag;;

Alias: Kae.
Name: Kaelie Siena. [Kay-lee]
Gender: Female.
Orientation: Straight.
Age: 19.
Species: Human
Job: Were Hunter.
Religious Affiliation: Agnostic.

Dear Diary;;

Specialties:
1. Sword play.
2. Wit.
3. Word play.

Summary:
If there were three things that she was good at then it would be Swordplay, wit and wordplay. With swords she is agile and quick and it is almost as if she is connected to the blade, it is almost at the extent where one cannot be sure where her arm ends and the sword begins. (Theoretically of course). Kae is incredibly witty and can think of retorts and things to say in a split second, she is not the type of person who has to ponder over things and as such sees Wit as a speciality of hers. Word play is another speciality of hers and she sees it different to wit because it is almost like another weapon for her. She uses words as a weapon both to insult and confuse with subtle skill.

Weakness:
1. Guns.
2. Charming men.
3. Fatigue.

Summary:
Her weakness is not a fear of Guns but more the use of guns themselves, she sees them as a weak option and prefers to use swords. Which means that she has to get up close to whatever she is trying to kill. She is both afraid and captivated by charming (and handsome) men. This is not because she is promiscuous or anything but simply because they remind her of Nik and what he mean't to her. Fatgue often catches her when it would be least appreciated. Kaelie suffers from Chronic Fatugue and as such often is bed ridden for days after any night of hunting. This is her main weakness and she often refers to it as her 'achillies heal'.

Appearance;;

Looks: Her age.
Hair: Black.
Eyes: Brown.
Height: 5"9
Marks: She has a tattoo of an eye on her right wrist.
Race: Human.
Skin Tone: Pale.
Body Type: Athletic.
Clothing Style: Mostly black, but has no set style.
Footwear: Again, whatever is available is fne.

Summary:
She has long black hair that falls in slight waves to just below her shoulder blades. It is normally kept out and is always slightly messy and looks as if it is permenatly windswept. She has an angular face however it is not unattractive. Kaelie has unusual pale skin that almost looks unhealthy, she has a permenate tired look in her eyes. Her eyes are a very dark brown and are outlined by naturally dark eyelashes. Kaelie does not wear makeup as she sees it as unconventional, that and she may be a little too lazy to continue applying it. She does not have a defined clothing style although she quite frequently wears black when she is hunting, otherwise she will wear whatever is available.

Personality;;

Likes:
1. Midnight.
2. Action.
3. Sarcasm.

Dislikes:
1. Were-animals.
2. Love.
3. Ignorance.

Flaws:
1. Underestimating opponents.
2. Arrogance.
3. Sarcasm.

Summary:
Kaelie has the habit of being incredibly blunt and will often tell you what she thinks with no regard to the consequences. Sarcasm is something which she keeps close to her heart and being sarcastic is possibly one of hr greatest flaws, she also has a habit of pointing out the irony or the obviousness of any given situation. Many say she always manages to get herself into trouble the the truth is that she brings it on herself. Kaelie has a thirst for action and is almost seen as an 'adrenaline junkie' however she is hindered severly in this by the fact that she suffers from Chronic Fatigue. This means that after a night or two of constant hunting she will get incredibly tired and is bedridden for days on end, if she is not home then she may simply faint wherever she stands. This weakness is not something that Kaelie likes to admit to.

Background Check;;

Family Members:
Georgia Siena - mother, deceased.
Anthony Siena - father, deceased.
School Attended: High School.
Graduation Year: Did not graduate, dropped out in her junior year.

History:
To become a hunter of, not any specific were-animal - but all of them you would think that someone would have to have a tragic history with them. With Kaelie, you will not be dissapointed as her sory tells the of the tragic slaughter of an entire township, brought on because one girl fell in love with a boy that was too handsome for his own good. Intrigued? Well then, i shall give you her story:

She was born on a spring evening, and as the town was small it seemed that every man, woman and child who was able came to see the birth. They were like a huge family although they treated each other more like best friends than siblings. It was in this atmosphere that she grew up, there were only a handful of children her own age, in fact there were exactly five children born in the same year as Kaelie. Samantha, Braden, Alice, Joshua and Lachlan. These six children were almost inseperable and did everything together, be it going through school, going to the local cafe or running around the trees together. They were the amusement of the town and yet at the same time they made themselves the bane of everybody's existance.

When she was ten years old her parents took her on a one week holiday to New York. It was the longest car drive she had ever been on but in her opinion it was well worth it. It was in that single week that she decided she was going to get out of her small town eventually and she was going to make a name for herself. When telling her parents they were proud of her, proud that their own daughter was going to make they choice that they had not, she was going to become something great. Well, that was what they all thought and that was what seemed likely to happen. But as we are all aware, not all things go according to plan.

When she was fifteen years old a new family moved into the town however they were strange, they did not socialize well and they often maintained a vast distance between them and any of the people who lived in the town. They were the Danvers and they were as stunning as they were reserved. One boy in particular, Nik Danvers sparked Kaelie's curiosity and she would often stand at the edge of their property, wanting him to come out so that she could talk to him. It may have been the enticement of a novelty or it may have been a childish crush but she could not help but stare at the handsome boy. One of these times he caught her staring and although she ran away, he was faster an he caught her. That was the first day she spent with Nik.

From that day she spent many afternoons and evenings with him, walking through the forest, sitting in the moonlight. Although she was never allowed to meet him parents, for some reason he changed the subject every time she suggested they go up to his house. Kaelie was not afraid to admit that she was falling in love with this mysterious boy, so when one day - a couple of weeks after her sixteenth birthday - when he suggested they go for a walk, she didn't think twice about it. They walked down through the forest as they had done many times before but when Kaelie smelled smoke, and her something that was very akin to screaming she grew terrified and ran back. At this stage she was oblivious to the fact that Nik was trying to stop her, all she knew was that her town, her family and everything she had ever known was in trouble.

When she came running back into town she saw that the whole place was on fire and that the screams were coming from the town hall, people were not locked inside, but they could not get out because of a huge wolf that blocked the way. At first Kaelie threw things at it; rocks, sticks... anything to get it to move and at the start it could, but before it could do anything Nik was at her side, his arms restraining her. He spoke, and she knew it was to the wolf. "Not her, the rest of them you can have, but not her." Kaelie was betrayed, he had been responsible for the death o her parents.

After that night she would not speak, or even look at him again. He and his family moved on, they moved to New York and they took her with them. They took her forcibly, and she fought them tooth and nail. It was during this year she was diagnosed with Chronic Fatigue and she was often bedridden. However despite this she found a way to escape from Nik's house and since then has been hiding from him. But thats not it, from the age of almost seventeen she has been hunting were-animals, anything that she believes is 'not human'. She hates them with a passion.

Code Word: i hAve read the rules

Mad Skills;;

As Bella Paisely from Forevermore Academy.

Although most said that Bella did not observe things, they were very wrong. The majority of what she did was simply watching others, often she would not comment during a whole day and simply listen and watch other people. In this situation she picked up that Professor Angelus did not want to be here, either that or he did not want her to be here. Unlike most things it did not intrigue her, to be honest - he frightened her and if he asked her to leave then she would be out of the room before he could mutter a simple 'please'. It was not that she was submissive - because she had a stubborness that could marvel a mule - but she was a teenager with the rare ability to know when she was way out of her depth, she knew how to pick her fights and this was not one that she could see herself winning.

He pulled up a chair and as he sat down she unconsiously straightened in her chair, almost as if she was being chided for some unknown thing. A brief glance told her that something was amusing him although she could not imagine what, Bella ws not trying to be funny, she was tryign to be serious. Or, that boring that he would lose intrest and simply walk out. It didn't seem likely and maybe she was just being melodramatic. Often teachrs were itimidating outside of classes where a whole different relationship was set up.

His answer to her questio was blunt and she could not help but smile at the thought of her being thrown out the window, not because she wanted to be hurt but simply because, well, she wouldn't be hurt. Her abilit to manipulate the wind meant she could manouver it about her so when she hit the ground it would be naught but a bump. No ground shock, no roken bones ....nothing. "I wouldn't fall, sir." She spoke in a quiet voice although it was obvious she was smiling, her imagination often made her laugh even when the rest of a room was silent. She watched the smirk curve upon his lips and his eyes were watching her carefully, judging her reaction. What was he trying to do? Test her resolve, that seemed very likely to her.

However at his next comment she could not help but gawk a little and her eyes widened ever so slightly. "Or i'm wha- ... nevermind." She muttered quickly, catching herself before she could let the incredulous words finish their sentence. Bella often spke on impulse and was often half way through a sentence before she could check herself and stop talking. "Thats the problem. They won't talk to me." This last comment was spoken with a bit of venom it her voice, it was getting beyond ridiculous, as if they were a clique that she couldn't be apart of simpy because of some mild difference. In this case it would have been impurity. "The library doesn't help, Sir. It has nothing to help me, only information to help born demons."She sighed this comment, adding the formality simply out of habit rather than any need to impress him.

Curiously she watched a he pulled out cigarettes and a lighter, however try as he may the lighter would not catch alight. Possibly it had run out or the gas was not catching, but whatever the reason after a few tries he seemed to have given up. With a sigh she incnspicuously flicked her finger in the direction ofthe cigarette, letting an ember light the end of the cigarette. Bella still had yet to master the gift of using her powers mentally and she still had to direct her wishes. Otherwise, she could end up burning the whole room. Impressive as that may be, the bills would be a pain in the ass.

[Isi Runasimi]

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