► Eloise. Eloise Amelia Black-withe to be exact. No nick names, unless you wish to call me Ellie.
► age Sixteen, such a sweet age.
► gender Female
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► appearance Eloise has long, dark blonde hair that settles to just past her shoulders in waves. She has wild green eyes, fair skin and subtle features. She has thick, dark eyebrows, a small nose, and full pale lips. She has a softer body, not nearly a muscular as some of her other travelers. She is 5'7", a decent height for her. Although she would be weaker than others, she is very quick, and very quiet.
► paraphernalia Eloise has always carried a small blade in her left boot. The blade is made from bone, and very light. She has been trained to throw it, with deadly accuracy. The blade is kept extremely sharp, the handle wrapped in leather lacing to keep a grip. Decorative green hide is on the butt of the blade. Eloise made the knife herself, the bone from her first hunt, a caribou's femur. She has held the blade dear to her ever since. When her mother died, she used her mother's worn slippers to make a sheath, concealing the leather in fur. Although she still has the habit of keeping her blade in her boot, the proper sheath still carries other supplies. She takes both wherever she goes.
► personality Eloise is proper, she is a girl who doesn't like to get her hands dirty when she can avoid it. She has been raised to be like her mother, and a good girl would not come home with blood under her fingernails. She has a geat sense of etiquite and mannerly behavior, to be civilized.
Now, don't you think for one minute that Eloise is a delicate flower. This flower has some serious thorns. Eloise has been a fighter, all her life. She would go out and hunt rabbits, bleeding them out by carrying them home with their throats slit, held upside down by the feet so the blood would drip out behind her. She has a facination with blood, how it rebels against the gray dullness of the snow. She has a rebelious streak inside of her, a fire that burns bright behind her eyes.
Eloise isn't a team player. She likes to be independant, alone, without having to relie on anyone. This is mostly a lack of trust in others. She doesn't like the idea that her life is in someone's hands, and not her own. That way, she has no one to blame but herself. She doesn't have to worry about someone slipping up, someone making a mistake, and risking her life for it.
But Eloise can cling to one person. Usually, they are exceptional. She can trust them to be professional, to be exemplary. She can trust them to be above the others. For Eloise, trust is everything. She will stick around that person, knowing she is safe with them. She yearns for safety, for stability in her life. She wants love, a family, a friend.
You shout it loud, but I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud, not saying much.
I'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochet
you shoot me down, but I get up.
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
fire away, fire away.
ricochet, you take your aim,
fire away, fire away.
you shoot me down, but I won't fall,
I am titanium.
you shoot me down, but I won't fall,
I am titanium.
Cut me down, but it's you who'll have further to fall,
Ghost town and haunted love.
Raise your voice, sticks and stones may break my bones
I'm talking loud, not saying much.
I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose,
fire away, fire away.
ricochet, you take your aim,
fire away, fire away.
you shoot me down, but I won't fall,
I am titanium.
you shoot me down, but I won't fall,
I am titanium.
I am titanium.
I am titanium.
Stone hard, machine gun,
Fired at the ones who run.
Stone hard, as bulletproof glass.
You shoot me down, but I won't fall,
I am titanium.
You shoot me down, but I won't fall,
I am titanium.
You shoot me down, but I won't fall,
I am titanium.
You shoot me down, but I won't fall,
I am titanium.
I am titanium.
► interests She loves Liturature. Poems, writings, stories, legends, all of it.
► strengths Knife-Throwing, hunting/tracking small animals, navigation.
► weaknesses Leadership, including others, trusting others, loyalty.
► guide Ying
► crush No such facination with any boy yet.
► sexual orientation Straight.
► history Eloise grew up in a high-ranking family. She favored her mother most of all, and copied her every move until the day she died. She then clung to her father, and learned her survival skills. She always dreamed to go with her father when he went out hunting, and hated the many hours of the day he left her alone. She tried her hardest to be he best, and was very competitive, so perhaps her father would notice her exceptional skill, and take her with him. While she was learning, she was taught by an older boy, Killik. they spent hours of everyday together while her father was away. Killik filled the hole in her heart, and she became less lonely. They grew up together, eventually becoming childhood sweethearts. When Eloise was 13, and Killik 14, he left to go on a hunting trip with Eloise's father. Neither came back. It was days, and everyone began to worry. The hunters went out to look for them, and found only her father's body. Killik was never found, and his body was left to mystery. Either way, Eloise had lost her father and her best friend in one day. She was raise by her aunt and uncle until now, but never trusted someone with her heart since.
► family Her mother died of illness, and her father was killed, supposedly by a rouge caribou's antlers. She did not have siblings.
► other None.
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