VERSARE, blue alvareyn faye
Apr 9, 2013 19:10:16 GMT -6 Word Count:
Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2013 19:10:16 GMT -6
Full Name: Blue Alvareyn Faye Versare
---Pronunciation: Bloo Al-vare-ee-in Fay Ver-sare
Preset: The Runner
Skin: Lightly bronzed, olive
Face Claim: Emily Didonato
Momentary Isolation: Although complete and utter silence can be somewhat eerie and unsettling, Blue does appreciate the time alone she is able to grant herself. When not in the company of other individuals, the woman feels as though she is able to relax, even just momentarily - and, it is these moments of which keep her centered and mentally collected.
Peace: Unlike many of her kind in this day and age, Blue is a woman of whom treasures tranquility; whereas most would solve issues with a resilient, barbaric lust for blood, she much prefers resolving them in the most serene, peaceful of means. She dislikes any for of injustice, and therefore conducts herself in a very confrontational manner.
Natural Beauty: Seeing as this woman has been forced to face the wrath of cruelty time and time again, she often finds her mind wandering in search of things to keep her optimistic. Be it a flower early in bloom or a child nestling close to its mother for warmth, she adores what positivity she can come across, and often seeks comfort in such quaint reminders of better days.
Children: Youthfulness is a precious thing within Blue's mind, and it will remain that way for the years to come. Children are open minded portraits of innocence and purity, seeking little more then comfort in return for their equally satisfying company. Seeing as Blue is a naturally maternal, nurturing being, she gravitates towards those of a younger generation.
Warmth: To those of whom have become acquainted with her cool exterior, this would likely prove as surprising. However, despite her detached demeanor, Blue is a woman of which relishes in the warmth of summer or spring. The cold is a rather miserable thing, in her opinion, and thus warmth (not in excess, of course) is one of the many things she has come to appreciate.
Being Touched: Due to the havoc of which she has faced, Blue has become exceedingly sensitive in the aspect of physical touch. She does not mind the touch of a woman, as she has faced little problems with those of her own gender, but should a man approach her intentionally and attempt to make contact with her - be it to hold her hand, embrace her, or otherwise crowd her space - the woman will become blatantly unsettled. Such occurances can send her into panic, though usually her composure remains intact.
Dominant Males: Due to the fact her husband was a very dominant, haughty, and rather controlling man, Blue shies away from this sort of individual almost instinctually. They make her nervous, though it may not show, and she will often grow uncomfortable while speaking with them. Flirtation, just as well, will go entirely unnoticed.
Thoughts of Reoccurring Heartbreak: This is not only a dislike, but a deeply embedded fear as well; Blue is terrified that her history will repeat itself, and it is obvious in the drastic measures of which she takes to protect herself from the public.
Nightmares: Plagued with vicious, horrifying nightmares each and every night, Blue often distances herself from others while sleeping simply because of the panic she awakes with. There is little that seems to ebb the stress of which these nightmares cause, nor does there seem to be any sort of solution as of late.
Unneeded Violence: Going hand-in-hand with her peaceful nature, Blue is a woman of whom despises those who use unneeded, brutal force with people that are undeserving. She is a very fair and just individual, and thus this irks her to the very core. If anything will get a rial out of the woman, this is it.
Being Touched: Once again, this is one of the main things that can send this usually composed, stone woman over the edge, mind reeling into the depths of panic and outright fright. No matter how gentle or how innocent the intentions, touch is one of the few things that can immediately make Blue grow cold.
Children: As stated earlier, children are this woman's soft-spot; she adores them wholly and entirely, with every fibre of her being. She longs to be a mother once again, but fears she will fail in doing so.
Thoughts of her History: Blue avoids allowing herself to think about her past, solely because it dampens her will to remain strong. She can grow rapidly detached when such thoughts dare enter her mind, and thus often distances herself from the population in order to gather herself.
Composed: Although appearing somewhat cold because of it, Blue's composure is generally unwavering. She remains stoic and emotionally uninvolved on a daily basis, allowing not even a smile to grace her lips when in the presence of others. Her history has forced her to this degree of detachment, though she is well-aware it is much safer, this way.
Comforting: Oddly enough, this woman acts as a natural reprieve, for most; always able to relay gentle encouragement, she has an uncanny knack for healing those around her, both mentally and physically, despite the fact she is broken far beyond repair.
Nurturing: Blue is the type of woman who strives to keep those around her happy, despite her apparent lack of emotion. Should she find someone of whom has been injured or is in a bad place, she will not hesitate to aid them.
Building Relationships: Be it friendships or otherwise intimate relationships, Blue fears making them simply because that would put her in a rather vulnerable and therefore unsafe position.
Losing Another Child: Seeing as Blue already failed to protect a child once, she holds within her an embedded fear of losing yet another, should she get to the point in her life where she longs for a family.
She Longs for Companionship: One may never draw this from the woman, but a part of her does miss companionship. Not the nasty or vicious words that came with her own, but the tender moments that were exchanged before marriage; the feeling of love.
She Loved her Husband: Despite the abuse he forced her to succumb to, Blue did, indeed, love her husband with a passion. She knows now that it wasn't fair, just love, but it was still love.
To Return to her Old Sense of Self: Blue was once an outgoing, comfortable, and unworried woman - she longs to, someday, return to that state of mind.
To Have a Functional, Loving Family: Again, she does miss companionship and, although wrongly doubting her maternal abilities, does wish to eventually have children.
Serene: Blue is an exceedingly tranquil person, and it blatant even within one's first impression of her; despite being unfathomably stoic in regards to emotions, this is a woman of whom holds unyielding softness, her calm demeanor serving as a commendable reprieve for those of whom are in need of it. Her composure is everlastingly unwavering, and Blue is of a very patient, tolerant sort - rarely will you see this woman up in arms, or ruffled in any means.
Guarded Due to the events of her history, Blue has taken upon herself to remain strong. Due to how vulnerability in the form of emotion has harmed her, the woman has become exceedingly numbed, detached and emotionless in ever aspect of the words. She is a rather stoic individual, though not in the harsh, rigid, or stiff manner that so many tend to take on; she is both a soft and graceful woman, her words never hurtful nor curt, but, quite simply, lacking warmth. She is kind, but emotion is held away from others as though unworthy of being seen.
Selfless: If Blue is one thing, it is selfless. Her confidence has been quick to wither like that of a plant left in the sun, thus leaving in it's path an unfathomably kind woman with little sense of self-worth. Because of this, Blue would risk her life for anyone, or anything deemed more worthy. She is a generous, charitable, and helpful in this aspect - however, almost to a fault.
Nurturing: An exceedingly motherly, nurturing individual, Blue cannot turn a blind eye to those in need. She is very much a maternal creature, though not in the smothering sense; she provides gentle guidance to those who need it, and offers her compassion as shelter to individuals of whom are lacking in high spirits. She is overly empathetic, in this sense, never willing to let anyone suffer, if it can be avoided.
Observant: Once again in result of the woman's past, she has become equipped with an innate ability to be aware of her on-goings; never does she look at the big picture of something, but instead simply the details. Blue is very attentive and mindful, in the way she ensures awareness of her surroundings - never will she was in a scenario blindly, or enter a room without first gathering what information she can. This doesn't just stand for situations, however, as it stands for people as well; due to how keenly she focuses on the details of things, Blue has become a master in the art of reading both expression and body language. Unless heavily guarded such as herself, the woman often has a very good idea of how those around her are feeling. Be it the subtle quirk of a brow in uncertainty or the pursing of one's lips in irritation, it is unlikely the motion will go unnoticed.
Protective: Going hand-in-hand with her nurturing nature, Blue is, although it may seem unlikely, a very protective creature. Because of the loss she has faced, there is little this woman will do to protect those she cares for. She somewhat guardian-esque, in this regard; always watchful, serving as a shield for the ones of whom she adores. Blue is not a violent, aggravated being to say the least, though she will do anything to protect those she is loyal to. Aggression is not her forte, but that will certainly not stop her.
Loyal. Although Blue gives her trust sparingly, when she does grant it to another being, it is everlasting. This goes for relationships, as well; Blue will be one of the most devoted, committed, and faithful partners. Aligning with her, although perhaps an odd idea, would be beneficial for this reason - dependable and trustworthy, she will never be one to break her word.
Mother: Alvareyn Faye Thallis Versare
Father: Aldrick Tylus Xevrus Versare
Other: Arvel Conyn Vorvor Howell [ex-husband, unknown], Alvareyn Blue Conyn Vorvor [daughter, deceased]
Year One to Twenty. Born the only child of a rather poorer family unit, Blue entered life without any sort of expectation or plan - her mother and father were both nomads of sorts, moving from place to place in search of some form of wealth or luck, always believing that with the next move would bring riches and the home they believed they deserved. It was a rather unsteady life to live, but one that Blue grew to adore nonetheless. She had few belongings, but her family was as close-knit as could be imagined, and thus she never ceased to remain content. Even at such a young age, Blue was a very gracious and thankful being, never allowing her parents the liberty to purchase her something she deemed too expensive, or even think about purchasing her a horse until she was older and would make better use it. She had been forced to become of a logical sort, despite her childish enthusiasm, and it never failed in making both of her parents smile.
Years Twenty-One to Thirty. It was near her Twenty-First birthday that, finally, Blue's parents stumbled across an inn of which was within their budget. So, as expected, they purchased it, thus unintentionally dedicating the next years of Blue's life into helping their business thrive. She matured frighteningly fast with the responsibility of work, but flourished in what jobs she was given. Be it assigning clients to their rooms, cleaning the facility, tending for the family horses; she did it all, without so much as a single complaint. Because of this maturity, and therefore her habit of gravitating to those older then herself, Blue quickly became somewhat of a spectacle for men in search of companionship. She was flirted with continuously but, as expected, turned down such offers in respect of both herself and her business. Blue knew her parents would stand behind her should she long to get married, but was also aware of the financial toll it would take on her folks - besides, she was still young. She didn't feel prepared to be given to a man, just yet. She still had a life to live.
Thirty-One to Thirty-Seven. Over the next few years of her life, Blue became increasingly aware of the faltering financial state of her parents. The inn quickly began to fall to shambles, and that resulted in a lack of clientele - not to mention the fact that her mother had fallen ill, and decent medical attention seemed increasingly hard to come by. It was for these reasons, and these reasons alone, that Blue forced herself to become somewhat social, giving others the chance to court her. It would have been a perfect time to grant her parents the land or money that would come with a bride price, and so and opened her mind for the good of her family's well-being. It was after a few weeks of digesting the possibility of marriage that one man, a rather wealthy individual with little to no reason to be interested in her, decided she was of his fancy. He spent her Thirty-Sixth and Thirty-Seventh year courting her, at which point Blue found herself falling for his forged charm and kindness, that little half-smile that he always regarded her with when saying goodbye. Marriage seemed inevitable and, though somewhat hesitant, Blue was sure to remind herself of what benefit his hefty offer would bring to her. And so, she decided that, on her Thirty-Eight birthday, she would grant herself to him in all regards.
Year Thirty-Eight. On the day of her wedding, everything changed. That evening, as she returned to her new home with the man she had fallen in love with, it became abruptly apparent that he was not the individual of whom she had fallen so easily for. His suave, flirtatious facade slipped away to reveal something far more heinous, and, after the ingestion of a few elixirs, he turned exceedingly violent. He took her that night, despite the fact her consent was anything but given, and planted within Blue a new-found, innate fear. Clinging onto the memories of stolen kisses and tender embraces, Blue made excuses for him, blaming the elixir and the stress of the wedding. Come morning, however, the two did not speak of the numbing, hurtful exchange. Arvel simply turned over to plant a gentle kiss upon her cheek before easing himself from the bed, and stalking off into the kitchen to prepare for the day ahead of him. Blue remained silent, pretending to be in the depths of a tranquil sleep, as the first tear of many slipped down the contours of her cheek with his absence. The year continued in this fashion, despite her hopes. Blue became a hardened woman, forcing a smile upon her lips while in the public eye, only to return home to a husband who's vision of marriage was skewed beyond repair.
Year Thirty-Nine to Forty. Upon her Thirty-Ninth year, Blue got the news that her mother had passed, therefore leaving her father left with too busy a business to run. He sold it and, once again, took up the life of a nomad. She never saw him again, but was not granted the time to grieve, as she was discovered to be with child. Although she wished not to bring up a little one into her current circumstances, Arvel was ecstatic - he assumed she would give him a son, and thus the chance to carry on his "magnificent" legacy. Blue swore to herself that her and the child, regardless of gender, would escape her environment. When it was birthed a little girl, however, Arvel was not pleased. He blamed Blue for her inability to produce the son he deserved, and punished her accordingly. She had the child, named Alvareyn after her mother, for eight months. Within that time, Blue found herself absolutely consumed by her love for the infant; she was Blue's savior, in a world full of hurt and cruelty. With that said, the same was not so for Arvel. While Blue was out tending to their crops one morning, he had the child apprehended, and sent to an orphanage. It was an act merely out of spite, and as Blue returned to the home in order to find her child's bed empty, she lost all composure. She screamed, cried, and hit against the man that had single-handedly ripped her only treasure away from her and, for once, he allowed her to. She calmed eventually, however, leaving her in a state of complete and utter emotional agony, to which Arvel responded with by letting her be. Unlike usual, he did not bother her about her duties as a spouse - instead the man simply crawled up beside her, rolled over, and fell into a deep, unbothered sleep. She took this chance, and, grabbing what she could, she mounted Avenel and took off into the direction of town.
Forty to Current.Blue has lived life in a similar fashion since that time. After having learned her baby passed on after catching influenza, she felt no obligation to return to her old life. Instead she does as she pleases and travels where she wishes, all in search of one thing; the ability to forget.
OOC Name: GREY
Experience: Probably four or five years?
Characters: No others~
Notes: I like walruses and sloths, and feel as though I will grow up to have a sloth/walrus farm. If I do, anyone who reads this can come visit me and I will overwhelm you with my walrus-y, sloth-y goodness and yeah. C: