<div class="floatright">(http://i1224.photobucket.com/albums/ee379/wistfulfaedream/Fiona.png)</div><em>Name:</em>Fiona<br/><em>Age:</em>20<br/><em>Gender:</em>Female<br/><em>Sexuality:</em>Bisexual / Sub<br/><em>Role:</em>Whore<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Appearance</span></em><br/><em>Eyes:</em>Pale intense blue green.<br/><em>Hair:</em>Shimmering copper, flowing down past her waist, silken and wavy.<br/><em>Skin:</em>Pale sunkissed gold in the sunlight, seems ivory indoors with just a hint of color.<br/><em>Scars:</em>None.<br/><em>Tattoos:</em>Just one, small and usually covered cleverly by makeup. It lays on her inner left wrist, right in the center of it in fact. It is a small, delicate heliotrope blossom, done in gentle shades of purple.<br/><em>Facebuild:</em>Delicate, feminine and sweet.<br/><em>Bodybuild:</em>Willowy, she is graceful elegant curves, feminine still with her dancer's build but not as full as others.<br/><em>Stands at:</em>5"8<br/><em>Clothing style:</em>She tends to favor two distinct different styles of clothing.<br/><br/>The first, and more common, being elegant classical lines, gowns that would not be out of place on a lady. These are most typical simple but still opulent, silks and the like, fabrics that feel good against the skin. Her look is often dreamy, trailing hems, delicate embellishments. One of her favorite<strong>gowns</strong>(http://www.rossetticouture.com/tissot.html) is made of a boned bodice with a long bustle skirt, a pale delicate blue that flatters her.<br/><br/>The other look is more exotic, clothing for dancers or harem servants perhaps, for princesses of far locals. She has a love for costumes and is ever eager to dress in new ways, so long as the garments are kept tasteful and elegant of course.<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_u">Information</span></em><br/><em>Personality:</em>The first word to describe Fi, for that is often her nickname, is earnest. She does everything in her life with a sweet passion to color it, working to earn her place but also because she enjoys it. She is in love with life, always finding new things to marvel at, joys to make her smile, and she readily shares such with others. It is one of her assets perhaps that she sees the best in people, finds it when they think it lacks and shows it, loves it, and often makes them feel like they are a important part of her life. Which they normally are. She has an odd view of life that everyone who enters her's is something special to be cherished, adored and for a particular few, worshipped. She is a sweet young woman, easy going and quick to smile and laugh, though shy at times, especially when she isn't 'working' and tends to spend time to herself, reading, dancing and day dreaming.<br/><br/><em>Likes:</em>Dancing, reading, poetry, summer days and sunshine, ice cream, music, designing gowns, making people laugh, helping somehow<br/><em>Dislikes:</em>Spiders, complete darkness, thunder storms, boredom, crudeness<br/><br/><em>Small history:</em>The young woman known merely as Fiona came from a rather interesting life, one full of music, dancing, tales of wonders and lots and lots of traveling. Her mother had been a scholar, respectable and proper, at least until she fell in love with a author afflicted with wanderlust. Still the scholar left her orderly life to travel with her love, married him even, and to this deeply in love couple the girl was born. Her parents were a love story come true, her father well liked for his novels and her mother often helping him in his work, working as a pair toward the future. Her mother stressed the importance of learning while from her father Fi inherited a love of the whimsical, the magical, often playing make believe. She was loved, cherished and while they were never wealthy or stayed in one place for long she was content and never wanted for anything.<br/><br/>When she turned eleven though her father caught a illness and they stopped moving, staying in one place through two long years of his sickness. It was hard to watch him pass away but Fiona's mother comforted her by saying that he was in a better place now. For the four years that followed her father's death the two women lived together in a quiet manner, her mother doing her scholar's work and Fiona at times scribbling stories in the manner of her father, at times studying like her mother. She fell in love with dance and her mother let her take lessons in all manners of the subject, from formal to exotic.<br/><br/>Her mother fell in love again when Fiona was seventeen, with a polite, well spoken Professor, but she paused on agreeing to marry him for Fiona's sake. Aware of this the girl decided to explore the world like her father had, to find her own adventures and slipped away from her mother, leaving a note and a promise to stay in touch, a promise she has kept, trading back and forth news, but not letting her mother know what profession she has chosen to support her writing. For that is what she tends to do when not working for the Master Ryan, is to write, like her father had before her, to dream and dance and think of the ways to find the magic in the world. She made a vow not to loose the magic that her parents had given her, that her father had introduced her to, and so she keeps it, in her own way and is happy to share some of the sunshine of her personality and thoughts with others.<br/><br/><em>Player's O/Os:</em><strong>Glories and Nightmares - O/O's</strong>(http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=15298.msg674670#msg674670)