Post by ALICE MARIE LOGAN on May 26, 2012 23:56:40 GMT
Alice Marie Logan
[/u][/b] Alice is a very strong and independent young woman. She is always seen smiling and friendly towards everyone that she meets. A smile goes a long way in her mind and even if that person is having a bad day then she hopes to make them feel better with a simple smile. Of course she will also stop and talk to them for a few minutes if that is what they need. Alice is always a good friend that people can depend on for absolutely anything. Now at the same time she is very hard working when it comes to her magical ability since a lot is expected of her. She likes to picture herself a good role model to her younger sister and all of the younger students at Hogwarts. Often people mistake her confidence as arrogance and are a bit put off by it. But she doesn’t seem to notice since when it comes to reading people’s emotions Alice is a little lost. Most people call her a dumb blond and see her like that but rumors never bother Alice as long as she knows that she is a good person. The gossip world never phases her and she would much rather run off on some adventure then deal with pleasing the public. Her one downfall is that she is scared of conflict and of people fighting around her. Once she heard her parents fighting after her father had been gone for a while and it really upset her. Its a girly weakness but she hates yelling.
full name: Alice Marie Logan
age: Seventeen
year: Sixth Year
birthday:October 5th
blood line: Pureblood
occupation: Student
former / house: Gryffindor
*Wand:Her want is 10 inches long and made of Yew with a core of Pegasus feather
*Hobbies and Interest[/u]: Alice loves to socialize and just be with friends who are loyal to her. She is often seen with a large group of people hanging out or supporting her house at Quidditch. Now she often plays Quidditch but only for fun since she doesn’t think she is good enough to play on her house team. But her favorite class is charms class and she loves to practice her dueling with the Dueling Club. Of course she could probably use a lot of practice because despite all of her work she is really too scared to hurt anyone else. Most of her spells are casted weakly so the other person will not get hurt.
*Family:[/u]Alice has a father, mother, and younger sister. They are all purebloods and a good family. Currently they live in London where her father works for the ministry as an Auror and her mother is a secretary. Actually her mother used to stay at home with her children but since they went off to Hogwarts she started to work again so she had something to do. But the family has a pet cat named Mr. Whiskers, however the rest of it is pretty average.
*History:[/u]As far as history goes Alice is pretty plain. But she was born the first child of Thomas and Anne Logan almost exactly a year after they were married. They were very excited to have a daughter since she was their first child and of course they welcomed another daughter a year after Alice was born. They lived in London for all of their lives in this nice little house that is close to the Ministry for their father. In her opinion her father is a brave man but he was a bit absent during her childhood due to the nature of his work. Often he went undercover for the Aurors and would be without his family for a few weeks to almost a year. So Alice was around her mother and sister most of the time. The little family grew close but eventually Alice got her Hogwarts Letter which meant that it was time for the young girl to go off and begin her schooling.
At first she was upset about the idea of going to Hogwarts since it meant leaving her family behind for a long period of time. The night before leaving she and her sister cried for an hour before bed since they were going to miss each other. But the next morning Alice put on her brave face and got on the Hogwarts express. Arriving at the Castle was amazing and then she was sorted into Gryffindor, which was also her father’s house. TO be honest Alice was proud to wear her fathers colors since she is always trying to make him proud. The rest of the world could think she is a failure but as long as her father approves then she will be happy.
However the past six years had flown by for Alice since she is always busy with school work and homework and hanging out with friends. But she is ready for her sixth year and then her final year.
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alias: Rebecca
gender: Female
rp sample: One simple conversation and now she was about to loose everything that she had worked to have and enjoy while she was at Hogwarts. His company had been amazing, when she could get his attention but did she really want to live as the other girl? Obviously she knew what people said and where other people had thier affections and it was like she was there but always as that last resort. So this other girl wasn't available but then Saffron was there and she was afterall just good enough. Just good enough seemed to be the phrase that fell on her mind often, since she was just good enough to be a Parker, although she should have been born a boy according to her parents. And she was just good enough for Verrell to keep on the side in case of loneliness. This was not love and it would never be, but why was she feeling so strongly about all of this. It was probably just some sort of hormonal reaction and nothing more.
As she sat back in her chair and looked over at the man that she used to share a bed with she felt defeated in almost every way. Emotionally her mind was wrecked from everything that was going on in her family. Physically she hadn't slept in about three days so her body just felt like the energy kept draining away very quickly. Her hands rested in her lap with very little life in them. It was as if they were just places there and left but she knew that she could move them if she needed to. The moment of moving was getting closer since part of her was thinking about it. If she just ran away then it would be like this conversation never even happened. Why did she even start speaking anyways? If only she could just go back and remain hesitant but then decide to call it nothing and move on.
But then she listened to him and hated how he sounded when he used his French words that were only meant to draw women in. Ma cherie was not her pet name or even a name she wanted to be called when she wasn't trying to sleep with him. However there was a word in his sentence that stuck out to her and that was his OWN whims. Their moments were never of her own choosing but left entirely up to him which made her feel a slight twinge of anger but she burried it deep down inside of herself. At this point she gave up and just sat there watching him and listening to him. On the outside she remained cool and collected but on the inside she kept feeling that thread of anger as it pulsed. It pulsed every time he said his and mine. However there were a few decent points that he had to make about not wanting to be another pureblood link that revolved around making more purebloods, which part of her agreed with. The question of marrying for love or blood status often plagued her but she wasn't talking about marriage or anything along that path. Right now she just wanted something more than to be his little play thing on the side.
But the tone he took with her bothered her the most right now since he was acting like she was an idiot or like some small child that lost her way. Again that anger pulsed since she knew that she was no idiot and she understood the ways of their world. But he seemed to think of her as nothing and for a moment her eyes gazed down at the mug on the table. Her cup of coffee was not too hot to cause last damage but it was warm enough to leave him in pain. It was tempting but Saffron was a lady and was taught by her grandmother so she just sat there. However she did sit up and straighten out her back so that she was in proper posture. There was a desire inside of her to be a complete bitch since that was her natural reaction. Saffron was a bitch and probably a spoiled pureblood brat but what would that accomplish. They couldn't go back to their previous situation any longer but she wanted that false love that made her feel important.
So she only could reply in one manner, a simple nod of her head and a soft sigh as she tried to calm herself down mentally. "Mon cheri, whatever would make you happiest" Her gaze met his and she used the same French phase back on him but with the male modifications. Away she would run and hope that she would never have to remember it or relive it. Yes Saffron wanted more than this but she had to resign herself to the fact that she was not meant for anymore than what she was getting.
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