-Age: "Some would be offended by that..." 18

-Gender: "Isn't that a fairly obvious question?" Female

-Species: "Excuse me?" Human

-Class: None

-Role: "Hmm, well, I..." The Scientist's daughter, just watch and keep out of the way.

-Description: "I'm sure you could do this yourself." Anya's raven black, straight hair reaches the middle of her back with ease. Whilst her left eye is an emerald green, her right is a bluey grey and both are framed by thick dark eyelashes. Often she wears a look of thoughtfulness upon her face and her full pink lips generally will be curved into a gentle smile. She is slender of build, though she curves in all the right places with pale skin, preferring to wear jeans and t-shirts, rather than skirts or dresses. As well as that, she has a star shaped birthmark on her left collarbone, she has assumed this has been there since birth.

-Height: "I prefer to think of it as average." 5'5"

-Weight: "I'm not sure I feel comfortable with this one..." 113lbs.

-Hair Color: "Again, I believe that's fairly obvious." Raven Black

-Eye Color: "I know they're slightly odd..." Left: Emerald Green Right: Bluey Grey.

-Weapons: "Violence is never the answer, Wit on the other hand..." Anya has no need to carry weapons, though she does consider her intelligence the best weapon of defence. If she can outsmart someone in order to escape, then she will do so. Plans are her best weapon and she uses this to her advantage at every turn.

-Skill(s)/Ability(s): "That's a...weird question." Due to having a Scientist as a father, Anya is not short on intelligence. She has developed her mind further whilst being in the Lab and finds that she doesn't struggle with much intellectually. She has a great understanding of maths and science and finds it enlightening. Working in the Lab with her father has furthered her knowledge and intellect. As well as that, Anya is a fine pianist and enjoys music almost as much as maths problems. She tries to practise as often as she can, though not as much as would like. It comes naturally to her.

-Personality: "Um..." Although Anya has been around a lot of various people throughout her life, she is the kind of person that prefers to keep to herself. However, this does not mean she lacks any form of confidence. Quite the opposite in fact. She is mostly a happy individual, who is keen to help anyone that needs it. She's a young woman with a heart of gold, though this usually gets her into trouble as she places her trust in the wrong people. It's her belief that there is good in everyone. But within the Lab, she struggles to find the good in those who treat beings with such disrespect. She shows a different side of her personality when she becomes cold with her father's colleagues and shows distaste towards their work. Anya feels a great dislike for her father and times and will open defy him, showing an edge of steel at times. She pities the Vampire Race and if she could do anything to assist them, then she would. She's a determined, hard-working person who has a side of steel to her when it comes to things she believes in.

-Quirks: "I'm sure I have a few." Her odd eye colouring and her birthmark. As well as her ability to solve any maths problem.

-Fears:"That's an easy one." Claustrophobia - Anya does not like small spaces in the slightest. She has a fear of the walls closing in around her and trapping her.

-Likes: "There are many, I shall least but a few." Music,
Food in general,
Cats,
Living.

-Dislikes: "My father...he can be...challenging." Spiders,
Her father...at times,
Mushrooms,
Injustice.
Her father's colleagues.

-Bio: "My life has never been simple." [Going to wait for Scientist, so we can collaborate]

-Other: "What else can there be to say about myself?" Anya has spent a lot of time in the Lab, working with her father, so she has experience when it comes to the Vampire Race. She also owns a cat called Mr.Mistoffelles, or Toffee as she prefers to call him. He's a lean cat, and black and white in colour who likes to stalk silently about, with a knowing look in his amber eyes.



-Sample Post:

Tendrils of raven black hair caught on a breeze that whistled across the landscape. An impatient, slender hand swept back the strands from two curious eyes that watched curiously. Pale skin was flushed a gentle pink with cold. The night was hauntingly beautiful, the young woman decided as she wrapped her arms around herself to conserve some heat. The moon was nestled safely in the blackened sky. The stars shone like polished gems. Trees were silhouetted against the darkened night and they swayed, their leaves muttering to one another. Somewhere in the distance, a bubbling brook could be heard. And all of this, the girl called Anya watched from her balcony.

Chewing her bottom lip, the smooth pale face crumpled with wonder and worry. All of this beauty. And yet, the world was crashing down around them. Many floors below her, people were chained like animals. Pets. It caused her stomach to churn. Day in, day out she watched as they were used to destroy such a wonderous place. When would it end? Not tonight, that much was certain. Tonight would pass, as others before it had and it would be lost to the depths of time. Would it be remembered? Anya doubted it very much.

"Anya," Her father's voice echoed somewhere behind her. "Please come in. It is not safe out there." Ah. Of course, the escaped Vampire. Secretly, Anya wished him well. She hoped he would run. Run as far away from this awful place as he could. If only she could make a similar escape...