Post by Celyn Ryan on Aug 5, 2009 12:53:51 GMT -6
Celyn Brooke Ryan
vitals
nick names = None
gender = Female
age = 24
race =
Human
home world = Terra
areas of skill =
Medical Care.
preferred profession = Crew Member // Medic.
starting location = Terra [/size][/ul]
visuals
hair =
Celyn's hair is messy and usually just wild and let free. Slightly curly and always bouncing about when she moves. Reaching down to the middle of her back, she normally keeps if back in a braid. Her bangs are shorter, as swept off to the side usually. The strands are dyed mixtures of blondes and browns. Usually called Dirty Blond.
eyes = Celyn's eye's are what most humans consider hazel. Pale brown covers them mostly, though green outlines her Irises.
distinguishing features = A birthmark, Shaped like a Crescent moon, on her hip. Wing's tattooed on her back, Resembling that of an angel's wings.[/size][/ul]
personality
dislikes =
Liars. Cheats. Snobs.
strengths =
Smart, Caring, Strong Willed, Stands for what she believes in
weaknesses = Hot headed, Naive, Doesn't know much about Weapons
describe full personality = To be to the point, Celyn is one of the most Loyal companions you could ever ask for. No matter what life seems to throw her way she has only worn a smile upon her tan features. Always looking for way's to help someone, Whether it be when injured or simply just lost. Nobody's needs are below her own, no matter what the circumstances her needs are unimportant to someone else's. [/size][/ul]
so the story begins...
Twenty Four year's ago when Micheal found out Abel was pregnant, His life seemed to be falling right into place. Micheal and Abel had been married for a couple of year's and desperately hoped for a child.. When the day came and the little plus sign made it's appearance, They could do nothing but dance around their kitchen in pure bliss.
Nine months later, Abel went into labor.. But something wasn't quite right. There was to much blood and not enough knowledge to help. Micheal stood by as the life faded from her eye's, Only to be replaced by the little bundle wrapped up in his arm's.. "Celyn" So began the life of a single parent, Micheal would probably loved to grieve over his lost wife, Though little Celyn would have none of that, Her bouncing curls and warm smile was the only reason for him to stick around.
So, with the gentle love and care from her father, Celyn grew older and wiser by each month.. and so did Micheal. His body worn from the constant work in the Ship yards seemed to be taking it's toll on the man, and Soon, Celyn was forced to sit by her father and do the best she could to help his last months be the best. She couldn't help the feeling of utter helplessness as she watched his life slowly fade away..Only a month later did he pass. Angry with herself mainly, Celyn vowed that day to never allow someone to die on her behalf. Parent less, alone, and young Celyn entered herself into a small Nursing school with all the money her father left her.
Now at the age of Twenty Four, Her nursing school up, and all her money used up, Celyn searches for a new job and perhaps a new life.
role play example =
It was startling how bright the star's seemed here, Exiting the small train, The stench of sweat and mildew was replaced with the fresh sweet taste of air. Quickly, she filled her lungs with the cool air, she placed a warm smile upon her face. This was it. The start of a new life! Well at least that was the hope, Now all she had to do was get someone to let her work for them and put all her experience to work..
It could only be a matter of time before someone would want to talk to her.. Right? As of currently, the others that wondered on by her just stared like she was a foreign to these lands. Honestly, she was just new to the Middle class of Terra. Was she really so odd looking to them? Surely not. Oh well, she wouldn't let it bother her.. She had more important matter's to attend to.
Her movements were fluid, hips rolling not purposely, Tan skin all along her chest, Glistened with a thin layer of sweat. Nerves? Perhaps. Jeans scraped against the ground, Already covered in dirt and other objects at the bottom, Her tee shirt plain white and a bit snug for her. Nothing to fancy, she had no money anyways. Slowly she neared her destination, Her heart raced in her chest the slow drum seemed to boom like sub woofers in her ear's. This was it. Thoughts quickly danced around her brain like wildfire "What if they say no? What if they don't need me?" Though just as quickly as they came, They vanished with the greeting of a stranger "Hello Ma'am, Please come on in"
Startled, she gave a warm smile and followed the man inside. Perhaps today would be a good day after all.
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the real you
age = 18how did you find us? = Your advertisement on Dalriada.
any last words? = Mmm, Nope. :3[/size][/ul][/font]
