Faith OLeary
Number of posts : 8
Location (HP World) : A small town in Scotland - Hogwarts
Student/Adult : Student
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Registration date : 2014-08-23
 | Subject: O'Leary, Faith  Sat Aug 23, 2014 12:59 am | |
| Faith Aileen O'Leary
------------------------------------ Name: Faith Aileen O'Leary Age: 14 Class: Witch Blood: Pure FAMILY
------------------------------------ Mother: Josefina O'Leary Father: Seamus O'Leary Brother(s): Vincent O'Leary - deceased Sister(s): none Other: Aunt Terry Lawson APPEARANCE
------------------------------------ Playby: Emily Rudd Hair: Dark brown Eyes: Bright blue Height: Five foot even Build: Thin, slightly curved. Skin: Pale, but rosy cheeked. Clothes: Usually dresses as well as she can, after all, one should always dress to impress. Overall Appearance: One look at this girl could tell a person that she's just as mouselike as her pet, which she usually has resting on her shoulder. There's a sort of very intelligent look in her eyes, though her face usually has a somewhat worried expression on it. She has a tendency to chew her lip and wring her hands, as her anxiety, for no reason in particular (or perhaps, for all the reasons in the world.) She is remarkably tidy, and usually keeps her workspace and dormspaces in the same condition that she keeps herself; neat and very, very clean. In fact, if a person didn't know any better, they might even think the girl might be a little bit of a germophobe. The girl is rarely seen with other people, preferring to keep to herself. Often found with her nose in a book, she seems to be on quite good terms with most of her teachers, as she's always going out of her way to solve problems, do extra credit assignments, and learn as much as she can. However, if a person were to really get to know this girl, they might discover that she has a slightly feisty side, too. If challenged, she rises to the occasion, and if she is quite trusting of a person- she may even be a little bit playful. Speaking to the girl will reveal a slight stutter; but it seems that the stutter vanishes more and more the more comfortable she is with a person, or in a situation. She seems at her absolute best when in a classroom setting. PERSONALITY
------------------------------------ Nationality: A very strange blend of Irish, Scottish, and Spaniard. Good Qualities: Keenly intelligent, a strange ability to rise to the occasion, Potions making, Learns very quickly, Fiercely adept with curses, jinxes, and hexes- a secret she keeps very very very close. Bad Qualities: Her overly shy nature, a slight inability to communicate with others at times, fear, overly trusting of others, can't seem to master Defense Against the Dark Arts. She is weak when it comes to the memory of her brother, and it can be used against her with ease- at the same time, it makes her have particularly dark thoughts at times. Likes: Learning, Books, Her Teachers, Sweets, Bad boys (but that's a secret.) Dislikes: Being left out (though she pretends she doesn't care), Failing at anything, Making a fool of herself, Remembering her darker secrets, Missing her brother. Fears: The dark, insects, that someone might find out her family's dark secrets, that someone might find out about her dark secrets, or that what she was warned about her wand might be true. General Personality: Faith O'Leary is a strange girl, to say the very least. Though she generally tends to be at the top of all of her classes, she struggles (if that's what you can call a just below perfect grade) with Defense Againt the Dark arts. She also struggles with making friends, as she tends to be afraid of absolutely anything with a shadow. Faith tends to avoid any sort of blatant contact with other people, as people are just plain scary. When she does, however, a person might discover that she's actually a very sweet girl indeed, who only means the best... usually. The thing is, Faith holds a very dark secret. By pure accident, she discovered once that she was quite talented with the darker sorts of magic. This discovery only scared her even further- making her even more shaky and mouselike. She does her very best to stay on everyone's good side, for fear that someone might somehow find out her little secret. If that knowledge were to get into the wrong hands... could she possibly lose someone, the way she lost her brother so long ago? HISTORY
------------------------------------ Early Years: Miss O'Leary's background is kept very well hidden, for the most part. Her family perhaps hasn't always been the greatest sorts of folks. Her mother and father both were in House Ravenclaw, and she hopes to be in it too, but that wasn't always the case for her family. As it stands; there were, at one time, several Slytherins, and even a few rogue wizards, all who weren't exactly the nicest people, nor on the 'proper' side of the law. Her mother and father did everything they could to steer her in the right directions, away from any sort of dark lifestyle- but her life, three days before her first day at Hogwarts, was forever changed by the sudden- and violent- death of her older brother, Vincent. Faith didn't witness his death personally, but heard what sounded like a scream, and when she arrived in the room she'd heard it from- she was the one to discover his lifeless body. It is highly speculated that the cause of her erratic, nervous behavior must have been this very incident- and secretly, she agrees. Her first two years at Hogwarts were spent madly searching for any sorts of answers as to what had happened to her brother- and her searches brought her to dark discoveries that she only felt tempted to explore more. Being naive as she was, she entertained these temptations, which eventually led to her discovery about her talent with dark magic, particularly curses and hexes. The discovery, however, scared her very much, and she stopped practicing, thinking it to be a horrilble idea entirely, that wouldn't bring any good to her, or anyone else for that matter. Hogwarts Years: Not much of consequence has taken place since her enrollment at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The thing is, Faith knows very well that she must keep her head down in her books if she ever plans on uncovering the truth about the various secrets shrouding the truth of her family from her view. During the summers, she takes trips up to the attic in her family's home to try and find clues, and during the school year, she is on her best behavior, making allies with teachers, and spending most of her time in the library. She hopes to learn more- even if it's probably the worst idea she could possibly have. Perhaps the only out of the norm thing the girl does is ask several questions about becoming an animagus- it seems to be an obsession of hers, and she actively seeks a mentor- despite the urgings of many people for her to cut it out. After Hogwarts / Adult: N/A OUT OF CHARACTER
------------------------------------ Alias: Alice RP Experience: A whole lot, I've been roleplaying since I was about... ten, and I'm twenty one now, so I think I've got some pretty okay credentials under my belt. ;p Other Characters: Lots, but none on here just yet. How did you find us?: PUddifoot! RP Sample:- Spoiler:
The words leaving this man's lips seemed to unsettle the girl slightly. Something in her eyes, and in the way they flicked to the window, gazing at how dark the sky was, hinted that she actually did know how dark things were, but that she was trying her hardest not to think too hard about them. "The things in my books... they can teach me what I need to know to protect me... s...since no one else seems to have the patience for someone so..." She couldn't quite finish her sentence, as the words to describe herself just wouldn't come to mind. His chuckle had left her even a little more nervous than she'd been just moments before, and she found herself fidgeting where she sat. Her fingers had loosened their grip on the book just slightly, but it was still very clear that the girl sitting across from this very tall, very intimidating, and admittedly good-looking male, was still very very nervous indeed. There was something about her, however, something that said she might have some sort of potential beyond her intelligence... if only she could find the courage to reach in and find it. It was, of course, her goal of the year to become more outgoing. Not just outgoing, but brave, too.
Over the summer, she had turned seventeen, and since, the girl had done nothing but practice. She practiced speaking in front of a mirror, working on annunciating, and on maintaining eye contact, even with herself. She had practiced transfiguration spells that could keep her hidden, she had practiced potions that could kill, she practiced charms that could keep her safe. No matter how hard she tried, however, the defensive spells just wouldn't come naturally to her. She hoped that by being back at school, and by having full access to the library, she'd have a better chance at pulling this off. Plus, if Dumbledore's Army still existed... perhaps that chance would be even greater... She couldn't be one hundred percent sure, but it was worth her keeping her hopes up. Or at least, that's what she personally thought. Whether anyone else had as much hope as Faith did was up for debate.
His laughter had intimidated her slightly, and she found herself avoiding eye contact with him, while still forcing herself to look straight at him. Never be rude, she reminded herself. It wouldn't do for her to make any enemies, especially not during such dark times. As the man continued to speak, she realized that it would be especially especially prudent for her not to make enemies with him. He was so tall, and she was so... not tall. At only five foot even, she looked just as mousey as her nickname was. Her height had been something that had been a constant bother to her throughout the ages, but she figured that once she was a full-fledged witch herself, she could just cast a spell on herself to make herself taller without having anyone laugh about her doing so. She had a feeling people would notice and poke fun if she attempted to do so at Hogwarts. Then again, she had a deep-seeded feeling that there wouldn't be much laughter this year at Hogwarts... nor much tomfoolery in general. The general mood of the wizarding world was far too sinister and dark for that sort of thing.
She watched as he produced his wand, and listened very carefully as he spoke. There was something about him that made her want to listen to him- even though it made her very nervous to do so. He was gazing at her rather intently as he spoke, and for a moment, she almost imagined him as some sort of beast, prowling about her as if he was about to snap her up in his jaws. She gulped as he continued to give her the warnings, her eyes now locked with his as he gazed up at her. She quickly discovered that being in such close range with another human being- particularly a male human being- was very embarrassing, and the color had slowly started to creep back into her cheeks.
That color only continued to grow when he tapped her knee. Only now, she'd started chewing her lip as well. "Nowhere is safe. No one is safe." She looked at the man, and wondered to herself if even he was safe- not that she was safe from him, but that he was safe for himself. "I can learn to be brave, and strong. You'll see." A very startled look appeared on her face as the words left her lips. They had come out far more strongly than she'd ever thought she'd hear herself be. A small peep came shortly after, along with a small apology, for being so rude. "...S...sorry."
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