Post by issa on Oct 12, 2012 0:22:30 GMT -5
* - - Issa. Adèle. Lièlle. - - *
[/color] Issa Adèle Lièlle
Name ;;
Nickname(s) ;;[/color] Iz, Issy, Chou-chou, Little Ms. Stormy pants, ninja
Age ;;[/color] 16
Birthday ;;[/color] May 22, 1996
Gender ;;[/color] Female
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Species ;;[/color] Demi-God
Immortal Parent ;;[/color] Auster
Years at Camp ;;[/color] 7
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Celebrity Claim ;;[/color] Clemence Poesy
Appearance ;;[/color] Issa is a girl who toes the line between cuteness and prettiness quite well. She’s no daughter of Venus, but she can pull off a pretty façade when she wants to. She has very Caucasian European features, much like her mother, with an angular face, milky skin, eyes that shift between shades of blue, or rarely a deep green, depending on the environment and her emotional state, and are said to reflect the shifting state of the winds. She is round about 5’ 9”. Her hair reaches her mid-back and is naturally a dirty-blonde (mixed shades, from golden to a warm brown) and sometimes nicely styled, but she usually rocks a natural windblown look. The tousled look actually seems to look good on her. She is a slight creature who is very lithe and flexible, and if examined closely, it becomes easy to see that her training as a roman has sculpted her. On her right arm she has a compass rose showing only south, the letters SPQR beneath it, and finally seven lines marking the passing of her years in the legion.
In terms of chosen style, it really depends on the day. Her tastes and styles seem to shift with the winds, so to speak, so one day she might just wear the usual purple camp shirt and some distressed jeans, and the next she might be dressed almost in business casual attire. No matter what style she’s wearing, however, she always seems to dress in something that’ll dance in the wind. At least in every situation, unless she’s really feeling out of it, Issa is good about having a very put-together look about her.
Personality ;;[/color] Issa’s trademark cheeky grin tells all. Okay, maybe not everything, especially being the kid of a wind god. When they say the winds are fickle, they aren’t just referring to them blowing around. Sometimes Issa generally keeps to herself, especially in situations that involve interaction with a large group of people that Issa is unfamiliar with. She doesn’t enjoy being the center of attention and has often been teased about the fact that she blushes at the drop of a hat, a product of being a highly emotional creature and easily embarrassed. Even when staying away from the eye of attention, her attention span that does her ADHD diagnosis justice kicks in and she seems to hear many things other people don’t even notice. Which contributes to Issa’s normal expression as one of, “I know something you don’t know.” Which, she probably does. As they also say, the wind hears things.
After finding out about her father, Issa had been told by her mother that her moods are fit for a daughter of the summer wind, because she can be unpredictable, flighty, hard to pin down, and thereby might get angry at the drop of a hat. Her moods are often subject to change with what appears to be little provocation, but in truth she is just very sensitive to her environment, and is accordingly somewhat reactive to it. Although Issa is normally a relatively subdued creature, she, like the south wind, is subject to infrequent but violent bursts of temper. Despite that fact, she rarely says a harsh word.
Occasionally, probably thanks to Issa’s demi-god-trademark ADHD, she is prone to rash actions, and she often fidgets and fiddles with things because she just cannot keep still. It especially gets worse when she is worried about something. Another sign of worry or extreme stress is a lapse into her first language, French, or an agitation of old traces of a nasal French accent; under normal circumstances, her accent is best described as a Nonregional American dialect. She is oddly afraid of sailing on large boats.
Family ;;[/color] • Mother: Celine Lièlle
• Father: Auster
• Younger half-sister: Ellie Dember
• Step-father: Ryan Dember
• Great Aunt : Elodie Leon
• Great Uncle: Florin Leon
History ;;[/color] Celine Lièlle was born in Marseille France in 1975, but immigrated to America at the age of 17 because her parents had been lost at sea with an entire cruise-liner that entered the Bermuda Triangle and never came back. Devastated and in need of a home, Celine was asked by her aunt and uncle, Elodie and Florin Léon to come and live with them in Chicago, Illinois. She agreed and was soon engrossed by American life, and found that she hardly even missed Marseille, though perhaps it was because she was so grief-stricken by her parents’ loss, she didn’t want to go back and remember. On a digressive note, Celine never had trouble with languages, for although she tended to use French around her family (a trait she passed to Issa), she was also fluent in English because her father’s job had tended to take him to England often and necessitated the knowledge.
After completing high school, Celine decided to attend Lake Forest College a little north of Chicago, to get a degree in Psychology. No longer being under the benevolent care and watch of her aunt and uncle because she moved to the dorms, Celine liked her share of parties in the small college. One night, during a huge party on Lake Michigan, she split off from her friends during a walk down the bluffs to the waterfront because she thought she’d seen a young man on the highest hill and was captivated. Up she went, and she saw him standing there, clothes billowing in the wind. Boy was he handsome. He’d taken a liking to her and asked to see her again.
Two weeks passed, and Celine was starting to fear that the encounter had only been a drunk delusion, when several nights later, a soft knock was heard on her dorm room door. Alone, as her roommate was away for the weekend visiting family, Celine had been cautious at first when she opened the door. But when she saw it was Auster, she let him in. With the same mirth in his shifting eyes and his breezy and commanding presence, she had asked him in for a visit and ended up with more than she bargained for. When he had to leave her, Celine was almost as heartbroken as she’d been about the loss of her parents. He tried to comfort her with promises to visit as much as he was allowed, but the words were flimsy at best.
Not long after, Celine gave birth to little Issa. Auster showed up in secret once, to see his daughter and, with guilt, check on Celine. So that Celine could finish her degree in Psychology, she gave Issa over to her aunt and uncle who had been more than willing to take care of the baby while her mother was away. After that, Celine was too depressed with the idea that Chicago had been the home of Auster who she hadn’t seen for gods know how long; she decided to move to the east coast. Settling down in Colorado Springs, CO with an almost three-year-old Issa, Celine tried her best to put Auster out of her mind and focus on working and taking care of her daughter.
Even at a young age, Issa knew she was different. When her mother went to work with a group of Psychologists on several new studies, she enrolled Issa in kindergarten, where she managed to normally stay away from trouble… But of course her demi-god nature found her. She was always fidgeting and very hyperactive, even if she wasn’t much inclined to talk to most of the other kids. But she’d still managed to make friends and attempted to calm herself down when the teacher brought her hyperactivity up. One day on the playground at school, however, when a younger boy had been teasing her and pulling her hair and his friend was trying to steal her toys, she got so angry that she had accidentally summoned a gust of air that blew the children across the yard and left debris scattered everywhere. Scared and embarrassed, Issa had hidden in the bathroom for the rest of the day.
Knowing her mother always seemed edgy about weird things and the mention of her father, Issa, even from the age of five, found it hard to bring up what happened at school that day. When Celine asked her about her day and why the teacher said she’d refused to come out of the bathroom, Issa only said it was because of the mean boys teasing her. She never mentioned any of the times afterward, either: In second grade, she’d jumped much higher than any regular human should have been capable of in an attempt to dodge a ball aimed at her knees during P.E. In third grade, she’d had another flare of temper when her teacher gave her an unfair grade on a science test (that she’d probably made a couple of minor mistakes on due to her mild dyslexia) and had blown everyone’s papers off of their desks towards the teacher.
The first time her mother finally found out about the extent of Issa’s demi-godliness, even though she’d been watching for it for years, was in fourth grade when she was expelled from school for blowing a hole in the cafeteria wall when she claimed she was being bullied by a giant disguised as a student. In her desperation to avoid being clobbered, she somehow called a squall which blew with such force that the giant flew through the cinder-block wall and was sprawled in the street outside. Unable to explain herself, and unsure of what the regular humans must’ve seen, she was told that she wouldn’t be allowed back, and her younger sister Ellie who was in 1st grade, would be asked to leave the district too.
To explain, in the time between moving and the expulsion, Celine had met a man at work named Ryan when Issa was six, who seemed to be able to alleviate the hole in her heart that Aeolus had unintentionally left. They fell in love and in a few months, Celine was once more pregnant. Issa was happy for her mother and tried her best to be as daughterly as possible towards Ryan, who was nice enough. But once Ellie was born, she faded into the background. That fact had affected her greatly, diminishing her sense of worth and making her more withdrawn, but she still understood well enough that it was something that her mother needed.
After the incident in fourth grade, though, Celine grew incredibly worried about Issa and it was then that Auster showed up once more, telling his former fling that the time had come when it was necessary for their daughter to seek the camp for Roman demi-gods, a place where she’d be safer and which would cease the monster trouble for the family. He said he would send a Venti to carry Issa to the wolf house, where she would be then tested by Lupa. Celine was grief-stricken by the news that her daughter would have to leave, but Issa later comforted her as she had heard the entire thing. With Celine’s help, Issa packed a few belongings she thought she’d need for her new life and soon she was being violently flung towards her new life (Seriously, Venti spirits were horribly violent methods of transportation, didn't like being told what to do or especially that they had to carry a human, and Issa thought she’d be glad if she never saw one again at the time).
Issa wasn’t sure how much time passed when she was at the Wolf House. Could have been weeks or months. All she remembered from it was the endless training, being pushed to her limit to find some kind of fighting spirit in her, and she certainly did. By the end of it she’d learned to use a sword passably, take advantage of her status as a child of the south wind by using gusts and fog to defend herself and stay away from danger, as well as utilize her flighty senses to get a good feel for her environment. Once she was deemed ready for the Legion, she made the journey to the camp. Adjusting was hard, but she somehow managed, making friends along the way.
It was a few years after Issa had finally decided that camp wasn’t so bad when the war came. It was something the camp prepared for every day of their lives, but it was still unreal to her to see all of the death and destruction that came with it. She would never admit it, but she was truly afraid as she fought for her life those few days. After it was over, she was a little changed like many of the others were. She was prone to more stormy days than usual, and her mischievous grin took a sabbatical. The shock eventually wore off though. Nowadays, Issa just tries her best to keep up with winds of change that have started to blow again.[/blockquote]
Site Alias ;;[/color] Issa or Keerin.
Reading;;[/color] All of em. From both series.
Roleplaying Experience ;;[/color] Meh. 7?
Sample RP ;;[/color] See Kassia’s profile. :3
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