my lovely ladies that like cats

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“All things truly wicked start from innocence.”

ғᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Catherine Amarie Callacy
ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀʀᴇᴅ ɴᴀᴍᴇ: "I either go by Catherine or Cat, depending on the person." || Her family calls her Cat.
ᴜɴᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴢᴇᴅ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ: "I can't stand Cathy. Please, no." || When she was younger, her older brother used to call her Kitty Cat. It has since died out, but sometimes he will bring it back a little. She was called Cathy by a few people when she was little and has always hated it.

ᴀɢᴇ: Nineteen, nearly twenty, years old.
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female.

ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: Catherine has very delicate, feline features. Her cheekbones are high and her face is dainty in general. Her eyes, rimmed in dark eyelashes and almond-shaped, are the bright hazel that she inherited from her father. She is very pale and very fragile in appearance, standing at 5'8" and weighing a mere 119 pounds. She is easily considered underweight, but has had a problem all her life with keeping weight on no matter how much she eats. Looks run in her family, though, and she's always been pretty. Working for Virginia's medic means she gets to wear prettier clothing and to dress as if she is from a higher society even though her parents are middle class. She is often seen in skinny jeans and plain shirts, or even a dress now and then.

ɢᴇɴ. ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: She does not get to go home often, but occasionally tries to get leave so she can visit with her brother and parents. Once or twice, she has sneaked off to go meet with her brother. Family means everything to her, and she almost wishes she could leave her position to go make sure her family is secure. She is a very quiet, serene girl but she isn't afraid to speak her mind when she needs to. Brave, she won't let fear of the unknown stop her from doing anything. She's always been sweet and likable if you have the patience to try to get her to open up and allow her to speak openly with you. She's a bright young girl, graduating high school a semester early so she could go to college out of state and start on her pre-med. She was torn between veterinary studies and becoming a doctor, but ended up settling on the fact she wanted to work with people more than dogs. Once the apocalypse started, she was completely cut off from her family. It took her brother two months to come and find her with a camp of people from her school, nearly starving. He brought her back to their parents and they set out in search of a safe place to call home before finally reaching New Haven.

ʙᴇʟɪᴇғs:
- family is everything.
- there is nothing they can do about their situation except to survive.
- helping people means more than helping yourself.

ʜᴏʙʙɪᴇs/ᴏᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:
- aide to the medic to Virginia.

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"the smarty"

ғᴜʟʟ ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Sybil Ophelia Wilde
ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀʀᴇᴅ ɴᴀᴍᴇ: "Sybil is the only name I particularly enjoy being called." || She's had various nicknames in the past that were just painfully awful.
ᴜɴᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴢᴇᴅ ɴɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ: "My friends sometimes call me Billy, but it wasn't something I ever approved." || She's the type of quirky girl that can pull off being called such a masculine name.

ᴀɢᴇ: Seventeen years old.
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female.

ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴ: A small town in south-eastern Wisconsin.

ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ: Sybil has as elegant of an appearance as her name may suggest. She has mid-back length chocolate brown hair that she regularly curls or puts up in a bun, but is naturally straight. Her eyes closely match her hair, being a lovely shade of brown. She takes very good care of her body, following an almost-obsessive exercise, diet and moisturizing regimen. She would never admit this to anyone, however. Her skin is nearly perfect and clear, with no marks or blemishes. She stands at 5'6" tall and weighs about 121 pounds, a lot of that being her muscle and her curves. Her clothes are very stylish and she usually can be seen wearing little boots, tights with a skirt and a cute sweater to match. She prefers skirts to pants, but when she wears them she ends up in dark colored skinnies.

ɢᴇɴ. ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ: Sybil's personality is just otherworldly, to be blunt. She is a little too friendly with everyone she meets and thus pushes a lot of people away. She doesn't care about embarrassing herself because she thinks that true friends would stick around no matter what she did. An exceptionally bright young girl, it's almost as if she suspects there is something unusual about the school. She can't stand unanswered questions and her own curiosity nearly kills her. She's the adventure type, searching for answers in the strangest of ways until someone caves and gives them to her or she finds them herself. She absolutely adores people in general and doesn't take to insults very easily. When deep in thought it is difficult to get her attention at all, and it is often said that she goes into a little trance of her own. Although she is strange, she is sweet, polite and a bit comical as well. She listens to anything a person tells her and locks it away unless allowed otherwise, and respects different opinions and beliefs. All she wants in life is to be happy and secure.

ʙᴇʟɪᴇғs:
- the best of things happen to those who do the best of things for other people.
- you cannot expect anything from anyone just because you did something nice for them.
- two can keep a secret if one of them is dead... or if one of them is Sybil Wilde.

ʟɪᴋᴇs:
- new friends.
- people that will talk to her about strange things.
- getting answers.
- cats cats cats gatos cats.
ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs:
- vague people.
- being ignored.
- when someone won't tell her something she wants to know.
- caramel.

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