Gender: Female
Age: 21
Race: Lith/human.
Nationality: Shigan
Physical Description: Lilla has dark, mocha colored hair, almost the color of mulch, and relatively pale skin. Her body is covered in freckles and her knees, often hidden under skirts and stockings, have thickened skin and scars, evidence of attempting to be like her mother at a young age - and failing. She has long eyelashes and pale lips, as well as dusky green eyes, almost to the point of being gray. She only stands at 5 foot, three inches - about 160 centimeters - and is on the curvy side. She has dancer's legs, muscular but not too much, because she didn't pursue dancing like her mother - it is more of a hobby, something she does when she is alone and has free time, or when her men request her to do so.
Her mother, Lillian, was a tall, blond bombshell, with enticing, lively green eyes and porcelain skin, whereas her father was an average height merchant with dark hair and bland gray eyes. Unfortunately, she managed to get the medium between her two parents, and somehow wound up shorter than both of her parents. She has a fine, very feminine bone structure, and it makes her look almost childlike, and when she's truly happy, the dimples she'd inherited from her father show.
Lilla usually keeps her hair down, unless she is with a client or waitressing; at that point, she wears it up in a complicated bun with ornately decorated hairpins. She keeps her make-up to a minimum - seeing as she never learned how to apply it. Her mother was a natural, stunning beauty, and she grew up with three older brothers. Putting on make-up was never her strongest suit. She wears clear nail varnish in an attempt to keep herself from picking at them.
When with a client or being a waitress, Lilla wears modest dresses with very little or understated decoration and occasionally, robes over the dress, and prefers to decorate her hair with extravagant hairpins as apposed to wearing flashy clothing. Being stared at or appraised makes her nervous, so she attempts to keep attention at eye-level by wearing noticeable hair accessories. When dancing, Lilla wears flowing skirts and dresses that will ruffle and move as she spins, with tight-fitting, translucent or opaque stockings underneath, for when the dresses or skirt billow and reveal a little more leg than she's comfortable with.
Personality: Lilla is shy and reserved, almost to the point of being invisable. She lets her art and her dancing ability do the talking for her, for the most part. She doesn't complain about things as a part of her upbringing, and is always happy with what people offer her, because she remembers a time when she had less than what she has now. She is a hard-worker, almost to the point of being stubborn, and will work at things until she gets them correct, and will attempt to fix flaws in her creations when pointed out. Sadly, she has a rather clumsy, foolish streak, and has the miniscule scars to show for it - whether from rolling her ankle dancing and scratching up her knees, or getting spooked while cooking and slicing her finger. She is rather modest and to an extent, a bit naive, and has a habit of blushing when she's caught off guard, embarrassed, or confused. She can take criticism and even mockery pretty well. Can be easily swayed.
Powers: None to be significant. Her mother was a Lith, and as such she retains the dancer's legs and beautiful, gracefulness of that kind... when she isn't stumbling over her own toes.
Abilities: Decent cook/baker, and a talented artist. She is a moderately good dancer when she isn't worrying about tripping over things, and while her ability isn't considered as "magical" or as "beautiful" as her mothers, it rivals those of girls who had taken years of training. As well as dancing, she is moderately flexible, and tries to incorporate this into her dances to make them more interesting. She is very polite and many find her quiet beauty appealing, and as such she is a very good waitress, waiting until those at the table are finishing a conversation before asking if they need anything, and silently refilling glasses when they need them.
History: Her mother, Lillian, came from a very select, very groomed linage of Liths, and as a teenager, the woman was encouraged to marry one of her kind or, at the very least, a half-blooded Lith. Lillian's mother wanted her to carry on the beautifully dancing line... unbeknownst to her mother, Lillian had already fallen in love with someone completely the opposite. When the white-blond, green-eyed beauty finally revealed that she had fallen in love with someone other than a Lith, her family was outraged and tried to discourage it, but Lilla's stubborn mother was having nothing of it.
Much to her family's disgust and disappointment, the then-nineteen year old ran off with a common human - a street vender, at that! - and attempted to live happily ever after. Money doesn't buy happiness, and even though Lillian and the man were very happy, they were poor. Lillian enticed villagers with her beauty and her stunning dancing, while her husband sold wares and fresh produce, but they still were barely able to put a meal on the table for their growing family. They lived on the edge of town in a run-down house, and even though ends could barely be met, all four of their children were happy.
Being the youngest, Lilla noticed just how hard her mother and father were trying to keep their children happy, and in an attempt to better her family and to keep herself from being a burden, she left home as soon as she believed herself old enough... at thirteen. Her mother and father tried to discourage it - but her mother had remembered a time when she, herself, had wanted to run away from home and do something on her own, and she knew her daughter well enough to know that she would either leave home willingly or do it while her mom and dad's backs were turned. ...They had assumed that the little girl would return home within a week, maybe two, tops.
They had never thought that the little girl was just as stubborn as her mother, and as hard-headed as well, and while they assumed Lilla would be home in a few days, she wasn't. She meant what she had said and taken her things, packed a small bag of items, and left.
She found herself in no better of a situation than she was in before, living on the streets, day-to-day. She raised money in the parks and in public vending areas with her dancing, and during those years on the streets was when she took most of her tumbles. Pay was horrible, but it was enough to keep her going. ...That was, until the winter that she turned sixteen years old. Attempting to do a pirouette on the brick walkways of the city, she slipped and fell and hurt her right ankle, making it almost impossible for her to do any type of dancing for money.
That winter was one of her hardest. She scavenged and sold, picking through trash and eating the baker's stale bread. She was in her head a lot, almost too much, and at one point, the young girl deliberated on becoming what the town tried to ignore but was ridden with: a prostitute.
The Lady stepped in before she made any foolish mistakes - stepping between her and the clean-shaven, alcohol-breathing man she had been talking to, giving her a disapproving look that made Lilla almost homesick in the way it was like her mother. After that, Lilla became a Fleure, and she is incredibly indebted to both the Lady and the veteran Fleures. When she had first started out, the girl was basically a blank slate of no skills except for cooking and an indescribable knack for flower-arranging.
After becoming a Fleure, Lilla found herself trailing Darcy quite a bit. The older girl was everything a Fleure should be, and at the time, the rough-around-the-edges Lilla had wanted to make sure she could maintain what the Lady wanted in a Fleure. Over time, she found herself suddenly becoming paired with Darcy more and more often, something that she had assumed the Lady had taken upon herself to do, as the two had gotten along pretty well (save for the time that Lilla dropped a plate of food on the floor, feet from the clients that needed it. Darcy had sweetly apologized, bowed, and dragged Lilla to the kitchen, giving her the worst tongue-lashing the teen had ever gotten in her life.) When the woman told her to do things, she did, no questions asked. She had been a Fleure longer... After all, she must know best, right?
She retains the hard-working, almost stubborn nature of her merchant father, and will do anything it takes to make sure her place is secured as a Fleure and making sure her Lady, and her men, are happy.
Partner: Relos Zaiphar
Other: Lilla has a bad habit of twirling her hair and picking at her nails when she's nervous, something the Lady tried to deter her from, as it distracts from her beauty. She tends to stare a lot and gather information rather than talk, and prefers night to day. She's very shy about her artistic ability and would rather draw at night, when no one is around, than during the day, where she could draw attention to herself. She tries to carry a sketch book with her on her travels.
She has a habit of watching the other Liths, including Darcy, dance, in an attempt to pick up some skill. She had always assumed as a child that because of her linage that she would be an incredible dancer... if wasn't for her weak ankles and poor depth perception.
Lilla doesn't particularly like being paired with Akako when they're waitressing. Not because of the girl herself - Lilla isn't the kind of person to dislike someone because of their personality, because she believes everyone has something good in them. ...She dislikes it because, standing beside the much taller, lithe girl makes her feel miniscule and wide.
Theme Song: The Promise from the Final Fantasy XIII OST.
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