username; fαℓℓιиg яαιи
adopt's name; Liea (pronounced lee-ah)
gender; Female
personality; She has a short temper, and is quick to anger. Most remarks of hers are sarcastic, but never with the intent to hurt somebody's feelings. Liea is quite vindictive as well, never forgetting what somebody did to her. One of the only times that she is at peace is when she is working on her various projects in her workshop. If anyone interrupts her, she becomes very snappy. However, if you ask her for something when she's 'out and about', she'll most likely make it for you, as a gift. Though she's quite tough and hard to approach, if you get to really know her you'll learn that she's very kind, no matter how tough of a front Liea puts up.
what happened their leg?; Once, when she was working on building something, an annoying male friend of hers distracted her. She glanced up from her work, annoyed, but the saw she was working with slipped and cut off her leg. The male split, not wanting to hang around, leaving her to fend for herself. She grabbed a shirt nearby, her favorite one, and started to apply pressure. Using one paw to do that, she grabbed the phone and called the emergency number. After she was taken t the emergency room, she made herself the leg, and that is her greatest achievement. Just as a note, the friend is no longer her friend. And she hates polishing it, so it is usually rusty.
extra - writing; She does love to gift people, no matter how hard-hearted she may seem. Another thing that she quite enjoys doing is reading old novels. Some of her favorite authors are Tom Clancy, Clive Cussler, and Ian Fleming. If you invite her out for coffee and discuss books with her, she'll most likely count you as a friend. Coffee is one of her favorite drinks, as well as cocoa. Her favorite way to have it is with a scoop of vanilla ice-cream! But if you invite her for soda and ask about her leg, she'll tell you, along with a warning to stay away from her. She doesn't particularly like people to 'pry' into her life, and Liea detests soda of any kind.
extra - writing; One day, Liea was out of her workshop to buy more materials, when she ran into a small pup. Literally ran into, she walked right into him. "Watch where you walk, pup," she growled at him. That was all it took for him to start bawling. "Ugh, boy. Tell me what's wrong now, won't you?" she said impatiently, nuzzling the top of his head. He quieted, sniffling a bit. "M-my mommy is g-gone!" he tearfully exclaimed. Shaking her head, Liea laid down with a bit of creaking from her metal leg. "Climb aboard and tell me when we find your mother." Forgetting to sniffle in his surprise, the pup clambered onto her back, accidentally stepping quite heavily onto her leg and leaving a small dent in it. "Watch the metal leg, boy," Liea huffed out, slowly rising up. Starting to walk slowly, she kept an even gait as so not to upset the pup riding on her. Suddenly, she heard a small shout from her back. "T-there she is! Mommy!" he cried, grabbing his mother's attention. As the mother started running towards them, Liea slowly walked to a halt and knelt down. The male pup leaped off of her and ran the rest of the way to his mother. "And don't get lost again, pup. My legs won't be able to handle finding your mother again." Without waiting for any sort of thanks, Liea left after that last comment.
Looking down, she smiled; a rare occurrence. That dent was still there. As a matter of fact, she was thinking of making the pup an apprentice of hers, one day. Now that he was grown a bit.
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