Post by chloe on Jan 4, 2010 3:10:35 GMT 10
natalia ainran varcarius
playful, spunky, proud
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]Name: Natalia Ainran Varcarius
Nickname(s): none, please
Disney Character: Nala
Age: eighteen
Birthdate: March 15th
Birthplace: Casablanca, Morocco
Orientation: heterosexual
Member group: sidekick
Education: currently a college freshman at NYU
Occupation: none
As she’s gotten older and grown into her face, people have started giving Natalia second looks. Her hair isn’t the same platinum color it was when she was ten, but now the sandy blonde is much more becoming with her paler skin tone. Also, covering the bridge of her nose at least, there are subtle freckles giving away still a juvenile appearance – along with that are her cheeks. Though when she isn’t smiling her jaw is hallow, her cheek jowls swell as soon as her pink lips curve upward. Natalia doesn’t wear much makeup except for basic mascara and blush. It isn’t that she’s all about being natural, but rather that she doesn’t believe that she needs to worry so much about makeup and rather keep her face clear as possible. When she does go out she tends to dress up her face in accordance to how dressed up she is. Usually, even when just going to school, she tries to dress well. She isn’t always the most fashionable person, but just looking nice and put together is her expertise. That alone (looking clean and plain) is what brings out her rare exquisite features that might be hidden in other people who didn’t treat them so well.
For instance, Natalia’s body appears skinny and toned but really that’s only because of the way she enhances it. In her walk she appears taller and more structured. In reality though, she hardly has any muscle at all. It’s why she always weighs less than average girls her age and height and all thanks to a fast metabolism. Really, if she didn’t have her metabolism, Natalia would have no choice but to work out. Again though, she actually pretty tall compared to other girls her age. When she does walk she keeps her head raised high which adds a few centimeters as well and she tends to strut more than just pace. Whenever she moves about people are reminded of a cat just with the gracefulness of everything she does and the liquid movement.
Over all, just from how she carries herself and the way she dresses one can tell some features of her history and personality. Natalia is proud and from the site of her, one can tell. She also gives off the hint that she’s a traveled girl and has been around the world from her style and fashion sense. She dresses differently than most fellow New Yorkers and doesn’t have one set style – just as long as she looks put together, she’s satisfied with herself.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]Best Feature: “My eyes.”
Worst Feature: “…my feet.”
Something Memorable: Truly her eyes, though grey, pop out from the rest of her plain features.
When people first meet Natalia they are introduced to a light hearted exterior that makes people comfortable to be around her. Whenever around strangers she is only skeptical for a moment before she has time to warm up to them. After she initially gets to be friends with someone more playfulness comes on, but one is also shown that she can be serious if need be. And Natalia does have friends, but she doesn’t have many that are truly close to her and get to hear all her inner secrets – most people she associates with she only considers casual friends even if they would call her their best friend. Really if she had to call someone her best friend it would be her brother, Matthew (and perhaps her roommate), since she’s known him her whole life and he’s always been there for her. Though sometimes she does tend to cling to him, they’re still brother and sister. With those are few that are close to her she does like to at least stay by their side as much as possible. It’s hard for her to forget anyone and really her intentions are only to make that person feel more comfortable with her. However, though it’s usually over shadowed by her friendly nature, Natalia is a proud girl. Not in the too-haughty annoying way, she’s only that bad to an extent, but she does tend to try her best to keep her image up – but of course she also loves to keep the images of those close to her up too. She does have other good traits of course, like her politeness. She’s never intentionally mean to someone’s face. She’s never flat out rude or mean – again, that’s just to their face. Behind people’s backs she can be a bit of a gossip. Sometimes it’s just to get a laugh from those she’s talking to, but she’ll point out other’s flaws if she doesn’t know them.
Along with her friendliness, Natalia has another side of her. Though it still has the proud connotation nailed to it, it becomes a bit more immature and playful. Natalia can be fun to be around and one thing she loves to share with friends are her traveling experiences. When she gets to messing around she likes to show her more spunky self. Natalia will crack jokes and roughhouse just to have a good time. Along with her immature side there’s a quirky side that’s even flat out weird. She doesn’t show it often, but Natalia does like some weird things and just acts strange which unintentionally freaks others out. The truth is, Natalia isn’t always down to earth. Also, if people close to her aren’t doing all they could, she does try to push them in the right direction if it’s within her interest. Just like she likes people to have their pride, she likes to show the best in people and bring it out of them.
One thing that Natalia doesn’t like is authority. While she’s always polite, she doesn’t like to be told what to do and most of the time doesn’t listen to what people tell her to do. It comes with from traveling as a young girl with her mother and brother. As long as she had her brother by her side she was allowed to go anywhere and has just become use to not obeying authority and doing what she wants when she feels like it. She often goes against what people tell her, though never intentionally. It does sometimes get her in deep trouble, but she just doesn’t believe in all rules. Though society as a whole makes them, she rather not follow them especially if she doesn’t see a purpose behind them. Call it free spirited, but she doesn’t even recognize it as part of her person. Most other things though, like her pride and her coyness she will admit to at least. It causes her to be a daredevil at times, but still she’s always just looking for fun. Of course, like mentioned, if something is meant to be serious she will buckle down, even if a little reluctant sometimes. When it’s time to stop laughing – she stops.
When it comes to men, in truth, Natalia’s a little innocent. She’s never really had a chance to have a boyfriend or any kind of relationship. Of course she knows all about sex and frankly has too much knowledge on the subject, but she doesn’t have the experience to match it. If she ever had a relationship though it’s easy to say she wouldn’t have been much to handle. She’s passionate when it comes to things she really likes and can get obsessive, and again she isn’t use to boundaries. After you get past all of that she’s actually rather easy to be with since she is intelligent and loyal. The last thing she would ever do is cheat on any kind of relationship. She doesn’t understand how anyone could even to that to a significant other. When it comes to just talking to men in general though she can be a little misleading, even if completely unintentional she’ll flirt just y giving out compliments and going on with her normal mannerism. Again, she sometimes is just quirky and spunky.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]Likes:
I. MY OWN SELF CONFIDENCE, IT'S A GOOD THING
II. BOYS, WELL, MEN JUST IN GENERAL
III. RED WINE, THOUGH ONLY MOTHER LET ME DRINK
IV. DEEP CONVERSATIONS AND SEEING OTHERS SUCEED
V. SOMETIMES JUST BEING AT HOME, BUT NOT TOO LONG
VI. BEING AROUND OTHER PEOPLE AND FRIENDS
VII. GREEK HISTORY AND MYTHOLOGY, VERY INTRIGUING
VIII. EUROPEAN HISTORY ALTOGETHER ACTUALLY
IX. BEING NAKED, IT'S SO FREEING AND COMFORTABLE
X. PETS, I DON’T HAVE ANY NOW, BUT I WOULD LIKE ONE
XI. GOING TO FUNERALS, NOT TO BE MORBID OR ANYTHING
XII. ADVENTURES, I’VE NEVER HAD ONE, BUT IT’D BE FUN
XIII. WINNING ANYTHING, FROM BETS TO SILLY GAMES
XIV. TRAVELING AND SEEING THE ENTIRE WORLD
Dislikes:
I. WHEN OTHERS DON'T LOOK THEIR BEST
II. BEING IGNORED OR ANYTHING NEGATIVE
III. WHEN THE WEATHER IS TOO COLD OR HOT
IV. NOT HAVING PRIVACY WHEN IT'S NEEDED
V. BEING IN ONE PLACE TOO LONG
VI. BEING ALONE FOR TOO LONG
VII. EASTERN CULTURE, THE MODERN CHINESE ANNOY ME
VIII. PROCRASTINATION OR AWKWARDNESS, IT'S CLICHÉ
IX. PREJUDICE, BUT SOMETIMES YOU MUST LIVE WITH IT
X. IGNORANT PEOPLE WHO DON'T UNDERSTAND ME
XI. PEOPLE KNOWING PRIVATE THINGS ABOUT HER
XII. ANYTHING GREASY, FRIED, OR JUST DIRTY
XIII. GETTING DIRTY OR SWEATING A LOT
XIV. FORGETTING TO DO THINGS
Positive Traits:
I. PASSIONATE
When it comes to things she really likes, Natalia of course gets passionate. Sometimes it’s more obsession than passion, but when she finds something or someone that can keep her interest for longer than a week she feels she owes it most of her time.
II. KNOWLEDGABLE
After seeing most of the world and being tutored by her own mother, she’s grown very smart when it comes to certain topics. She’s very good with geography, history, and English, but when it comes to math and some sciences Natalia’s close to useless. It’s the only reason she’s having a hard time in college.
III. PLAYFUL
It’s just like what is sounds like. Though a little hidden beneath some of her persona, Natalia is really playful. Along with that comes good humor and an easy smile for those who can easily charm her teasing side.
IV. COY
This goes with her exterior. When first meeting people Natalia is a bit skeptical, once she gets over that initial greeting though she’ll be a bit more outgoing with them – then once she does get going she doesn’t stop.
V. LOYAL
Through whatever she’ll stick beside anyone’s side. She doesn’t turn her back on friends and would never even dream of it, she doesn’t understand how others do.
Negative Traits:
I. DISHONEST
Frankly this trait isn’t as prominent as others, but Natalia has been known to tell little lies, though usually just for fun or to get out of trouble
II. PROUD
Something else already shown: Natalia just has time to care about herself. Of course, she’s also always concerned with other’s images and helps them out as much as they can to reach potential, but she’s of course still concerned with her own as well.
III. IMMATURE
Though it corresponds with her playfulness, in the way that she handles things Natalia is very immature. With fights she turns to the silent treatment and has actually stomped her foot before. When very frustrated she even growls or at least sneers as well has ‘hmphs’ when she thinks it’s needed. Plus, most of the time she just likes to fool around.
IV. SEDUCTIVE
Of course she’s actually only seductive when needs be, but if she does try and can get anyone’s attention. Not just in a sexual way, but if she wants something done for her she can be very convincing and sometimes even manipulative.
Most intriguing quirk(s):
I. ALWAYS LOOKS HER BEST
Like mentioned earlier, a lot of Natalia’s appeal comes from her simple clean fashion. Anytime she goes out she always takes care into her outfit. She always looks put together even if she’s just dressed casual.
II. DAYDREAMING
Even in the middle of conversations sometimes Natalia will find herself thinking of something else or just easily distracted. She never means to be rude, but it’s just a quirk she picked up when she was young and would daydream throughout most of her mother’s lessons.
III. STAYING UP LATE
Even if she isn’t doing anything, just sitting in her dorm alone, she tends to not go to sleep until past midnight. Even if she knows she has to wake up early the next day she can’t help but just lie in bed thinking to herself and making list after list of things to do and remember.
Greatest Ambition:
Right now, though she just started college, Natalia still doesn’t know what exactly where to go next in life. She knows she wants to travel more and find herself some kind of adventure, but she isn’t sure of how to go about doing that. Her father only gives her enough money for the next four years of college, but she’s sure once she’s out of school his funding will stop. A very small part of her wants to just marry a rich man for his money no matter who he is, but there’s a bigger part of her that just wants a companion who would travel with her, no matter if they even had enough money or not. She wants to find someone who shares her want to travel back across the sea and go through Africa and Europe with her. Rather it’s just a friend or a husband (which she would prefer) Natalia at least doesn’t want to feel alone anymore. Since her mother died she needs someone to fill that gap and keep her lust to travel and move about satisfied.
Greatest Fear:
Corresponding with her ambition, Natalia dreads to think of herself alone. She doesn’t want to end up stuck in New York with hardly any friends and no kind of lover. She fears growing old and not getting to see anymore of the world. Even if she reduced herself to just traveling the United States she wouldn’t be happy. New York is alright for college, but now that she’s here and sees that trips home are rare, she’s nervous that she’ll end up living in this once city the rest of her life. In line with that, if she does end up alone she doesn’t want to get old. The worst thing to het would be to be confined to some kind of nursing home with people waiting for her to die. She wants to live a full life, but she doesn’t want to end it in a home after years of just sitting around in the same place.
When first born Natalia already had problems. She came out of the womb purple with her own umbilical cord around her neck. Thanks to modern technology it was fixed and Natalia saved, but from it she has always had some struggles with little aspects in her life – for instance her immaturity. Though she hardly remembers her childhood, except with photographs and her brother’s stories, Natalia knows the important parts. The other stuff that has been long lost to her really isn’t important to her but it is what shaped her into the girl she is today. As soon as Maria knew she was pregnant with a girl, Natalia’s mother loved her daughter. Her son had been a bit of a disappointment but with this new little girl she would get to enjoy more things with. And she did. As soon as they were both back home Maria never let her daughter out of her site. She was raising Natalia for a specific purpose: a traveling companion. A while ago the Varcarius family had settled in Casablanca when Matthew was first born and since then Maria had (who had spent most of her life crampt up in Paris) wanted to see the rest of the world. Her husband, Luke, had met the girl in Paris and shown her a bit more of Europe and from just that little taste Maria wanted to see more. So while Luke had to stay mostly in Morocco for his work, Maria started taking her two children around at least Africa and Europe as soon at Natalia turned three.
Till she was six the three of them traveled throughthose two continents. Though it’s the part that Natalia remembers least from her childhood it’s the part she most enjoys. Though they weren’t always in the safest places, Maria managed to buy herself a gun to keep herself and two children safe. Luckily, through their travels they didn’t once meet such trouble. That was a little fact that actually bothered Natalia: through everything she didn’t yet have a story to tell about danger or fear. Though she could say she had been to most corners of the world she couldn’t yet claim her life had really been challenged. It wasn’t something that every little girl wanted, but she did wish to have some sort of near death experience that made people appreciate her more. It was just a twisted thought and the second she found herself threatened, she regretted such a wish. It was an innocent mistake though, she was only looking for excitement to drag about.
From age six to ten they returned to Morocco. Both children remained home schooled as the available facilities weren’t anything to brag about and they stopped traveling so much except around Northern Africa. Mostly, or whenever they could, they’d go to the Savannah, Natalia’s favorite place. Looking up at the stars with her family was all she could ever dream for.
Other than the fact that she was never in one place for more than a month during her earlier years, Natalia’s childhood was normal. Her mother took good care of her and schooled her and her brother and when she was home to visit her father or after they stoped traveling so much they go along. Not to the extent that her relationship with her mother was, but they rarely got in quarrels. At the age of fifteen though, the family moved to the United States from Morocco. Of course Maria, Matthew, and Natalia still traveled about, but mostly they kept in the western hemisphere more. Life slowed down for the family, but still Natalia kept to being homeschooled even while her brother started to go to a real school. But a year later he moved back to Europe for his own college experience. So now, with it just being her mother, her, and her father, they started to stay put more. After another year of school, Natalia had a slight change in heart. For her last semester for what would be high school she dared to break away from her mother and go to a regular school. In a way, it was a mistake. On her first day her mother drove her to the private institute she’d be starting at and in what was suppose to just be a simple car ride, they got into a wreck. Natalia came out perfectly fine, with hardly a scratch, but her mother on the other hand didn’t make it so far as the hospital.
The next year of her life was close to depression. Though going to college took her mind off of her mother’s death a bit, Natalia still was noticeable unhappy until the distraction was able to take full effect with her arrival in New York. Of course the rest of her family suffered as well, but her mother had essential been her best friend through her entire life and she hadn’t wanted to give that up yet. Now, in college, she’s just getting over her mother’s death and starting to try to make new friends again. Secretly, she isn’t sure how much longer she’ll be able to stay in school and be away from her brother and father. It’s hard for her to adjust to the big city and she’s too antsy just staying in one place. Really, Natalia just hasn’t gotten use to this new kind of life that’s been forced onto her by fate.
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]Best Memory:
Throughout all her travels there is one trip they took to France that Natalia always feels happy when she thinks back to it. Though they were living in the United States and rarely went over sees after the move, Natalia, her brother, and her mother went to Amsterdam when her mother got the urge to see the Netherlands again. Since she was sixteen and almost the age for some things to be legal in the city, her brother and her traveled through the Red Light District. They didn’t do many things illegal except a few bowels of pot, but just seeing it with her older brother at her site always reminds her of good times and doing something exciting and a tad dangerous – just how Natalia still likes it.
Worst Memory:
Though she had wanted some kind of life threatening story to tell people, the car crash that she got in with her mother couldn’t even be considered bittersweet to her. Not only was her mother killed but Natalia’s own life taken closely to death. It could’ve easily been her who died if they had just been hit in a different way but she was left okay. It was a scare though and traumatic to have to go through that. She essentially saw her mother die and was left in complete shock.
Top 3 life-changing moments:
I. ICELAND
It’s hard for Natalia to remember her childhood, but the first thing that she does have in her memory is her first trip to Iceland. It’s when she first started to understand what culture was really all about and how life should be lived. The entire trip changed her perspective and gave her the modest taste that she has today. She isn’t like other girls because of the different fashion and styles she’s into. She’s more international and considers her own taste more high-class. It’s really because of that trip that she started understanding the importance of being cultured and learned.
II. MOTHER’S DEATH
Of course this changed her life. It was too sudden for Natalia and she’s always blamed herself because it was her decision to start school and have her mother drive that first day. Luckily she’s at least dealt with the death properly –even after a small depression- and she hasn’t just kept it inside and let the grief build up, it could’ve been catastrophic for someone like her.
III. COLLEGE
For Natalia it was either New York University or Richmond International University. But after her mother’s sudden death she knew that she wanted to stay in the states where her father was only a state away. Leaving her father was a bit easier than she thought it would be since she didn’t also have to leave her mother as well, but still it was rough being on her own for the first time away from her family that had once been so close.
Family relationships:
Maria Babineux-Varcarius { mother – deceased }
Before her mother died they were very close, it was one of those mother daughter relationships were Maria was Natalia’s best friend. Since Maria was the one to take Natalia over the world to please her own interest, she passed the trait onto her daughter along with a few other traits like pride and the importance of culture and family.
Luke Varcarius { father – 57 }
Natalia and her father are a little less casual, but still she’s close with him too since he’d sometimes teach her lessons instead of her mother. She’s less inclined to listen to her father since he’s more strict, but now that she’s older he does let her do more on her own.
Matthew Varcarius { brother – 21 }
Since he went to college himself Matthew and Natalia have grown a little apart, but they still keep in touch through letters and such. Because he was her traveling companion along with their mother, she’s very close to him and considers him another one of her best friends despite the fact he’s just her brother.
For a brief moment Honorine just stared down into her underwear drawer considering what she always considered before having to report for her sensual task: how Socrates would react if she just didn’t show. Her grey eyes slowly fell until she was staring at her stomach – her damned to hell stomach. Not only was it currently carrying an unwanted baby but it also wouldn’t stop churning. Already that day she had peed seven times, it was getting outrageous. Pregnancy was being horrible to her. All the time her back was sore -she didn’t have a wand to charm the pain away- her boobs were getting noticeably bigger and as already the second month of it was starting she swore she could see a small bump. However, her diet at the moment was hardly supporting her much less a child, if she kept up eating like a mouse the baby really didn’t have much of a chance. Slowly that was changing though, because she was hungry more often, whenever Honor was lucky enough to be in the kitchen or even close to it, she’d sneak some kind of snack quickly. It was a pity that all her chocolate cravings weren’t being answered though. The taste of it right now would probably put her into a coma, or at least put her into a good mood for the first time in a while. There was only a small part of her that even cared for the baby at all. It was the man who practically raped her most nights and enslaved her and she was slowly convincing herself that the child would be a demon reincarnated into a human. Really, it seemed plausible to her, though maybe that was her enraged hormones speaking. Her mind had wondered far away from her selection of underwear and now she was fully focus on her child. She was only repeating thoughts though, mostly all nervous questions. Was there any chance she could kill the baby? Would Socrates kill it? Would she have to even wait till it was born? Since becoming a slave her mind had gone cynical and almost mad.
Finally, she snapped out of her thoughts, shook her head, and forced herself to look at all of her choices in erotic panties. Time after time she debated with herself which pair was the least sexy, and though she never had intentions of arousing Socrates, she had no quarrels with looking cute and at least matching underwear and bra. After all, she could be a classy woman sometimes. After a nervous moment of deciding, Honorine plucked out a purple thong with a small lacey shirk only about a half inch long. Sighing at her choice, she also found the harmonizing bra and put them both on. She turned slowly to look at herself in the mirror and allowed herself to pout. Her eyes grazed slowly up from her feet till she was looking herself right in the eye. Suddenly, as she blinked blankly at her own face, she lurched forward from a gag. Eyes now watering, Honor clutched her stomach and groaned, the King really didn’t want her tonight, he just didn’t know it. All the same, she wasn’t going to deny him, after all, she had tried but her stubbornness couldn’t hold up well anymore, especially against him. With him she was a different person, and not in a good way. She was coy, she was small, and she was willing- or she was insincerely willing at least. No matter, she wasn’t happy. There had been a little hope in her that the night would be spent with Zeus, that her stomach ache would go away, and she could sneak into his room, but those nights of bliss were rare. Honor was fond of being a secretive person, when it had to deal with her word, she could disguise anything. So, not only was she in love with Zeus, she was in love with keeping them a secret. And of course it was forbidden. He was her master’s brother, she was a slave and he was royalty. The entire plot of it excited Honor, except of course the part where she was Socrates’ little toy. That brought down the entire situation for her, as if a curse.
Quickly throwing on a robe that hung on the doorknob of her monstrous door, Honor looked a last time at her sad face in the mirror and coyly made her way out of her room. The palace was unsettling. It was large and in it she felt like a lost child even though she knew the way to Socrates’ room like the back of her hand. An odd instinct had started occurring lately, whenever she got scared or felt insecure, her hand would go to her stomach, as if to protect the stupid infant growing inside her. She didn’t like it, but a few times now she had caught herself doing it and had to mentally scold herself for seeming so obvious. Though Honorine wasn’t aware of any herself, there were rumors going around with some servants of her state, if only she knew she’d probably keep to her own room more often and forget about eating altogether. She wasn’t good with humiliation at all, unfortunately for her avoiding that was hard considering her entire position. Being a sex slave was all about the embarrassment. As she walked through the halls of the palace clutching her robe together tightly at her chest, she could feel her face redden with each step. Every once and a while another servant would pass and she’d hang her head lower, blush, and try to keep her mind off her aching stomach. If Honor could get out now, she didn’t know how she’d fit back into regular society, how would she once again be a duchess of France and how would she ever face her family? The thought of seeing her eldest brother again made a sharp coldness shudder down her spine. And of course, she had never very much acted like the duchess; she wasn’t even part of the ancien regime anymore. Still, she couldn’t imagine going back. Luckily at the moment the chances of such a thing happening, of her escaping from the Malfoy manor, were slim. Not only was the entire building well secured but she was scared; if she even attempted to leave without permission surely she’d be killed or treated even worse than she was at the moment. Freedom had been so sweet and looking back, Honorine knew she had taken it all for granted. Back then she had purposely caused trouble for those around her, she lived her life how she wanted to live it and she had been happy. Here she seemed to cause trouble without blinking an eye and she was forced to do anything Socrates willed her to do. She only wished for one day of freedom before she was killed, if only she hadn’t been such a rebel with her family and at school she wouldn’t be in this position now- the knocked up slave of the King of Enlgand. To say the least, it was the last place she ever thought she would be.
Allowing herself to take several deep breaths and a break from walking practically across the palace, Honorine stood for a moment outside Socrates’ door just staring at the handle waiting to be turned and opened up. Of course, she wasn’t about to just bust in, no, she was French, she was more polite, she was going to knock. Honor hated this, the few seconds she had before giving a quiet knock. It was in those seconds her brain stopped. She could handle waiting for him to come to the door, during that wait there was no turning back, she couldn’t question herself or even try to run away. However, before she knocked there was no real commitment. She could run away and would have a longer window till she got caught. So she stood there, eyes glued to the spot on the door that she planned to knock on, a clenched fist rose slowly, and finally, she thudded it down onto the cold wood of the door- twice.
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