| Eighteen. | Female. | Homosexual. |
Emilia has been known for her dark-brown hair, almost similar to chocolate, if one were to speak metaphorically. It is generally kept in a braid, if she is not asleep or going to a formal outing. The braid is generally tied with a blatantly-colored white ribbon, hanging loosely in a bow formâit has an entirety of a back story, as it is the reason she wears it so commonly. Her bangs are usually swept in some direction, whether it to be the left or right, generally a random selection for the starting of her day. Emilia has dark-brown eyes, a seemingly lovely contrast to her hair and olive-colored skin, although they are usually enhanced with her usage a make-up, a favoritism she finds she shares with many other girls. Her mother had lacked the understanding or knowing of why the many women or girls favor make-up, thus she and Emilia had ended up getting into minimal feuds over her consistent wearing of it. Emilia is found to be wearing black gauges most of the time, but she stills hasn't an idea of why she had gotten such a mutilation done to her ears. Her build is tall, her height ranging at an approximation of five feet and ten inches, and she has an average weight for a girl of her age, although she discovers herself to be mildly skinny and wishes to gain more. Emilia's clothing style is consistent of sweaters, leggings, and brown boots she favors, even among summer, although it is not common for her to go out in public. She has a tendency to be reversed to her home. If it is to be a warm day where she cannot wear her sweaters or leggings, it is generally a variety of shorts and tank-tops.
Emilia is a Whisperer. Being a Whisperer is the allowance for her to place thoughts or ideas into another's head. It has a similarity to telepathy, although it may vary in the strength of the output of thought, for it has sometimes failed to work, but she believes it is due to only being her third year of training the new-found ability. Her discovery of the ability had been a mere discussion with her father, a practical game she used to play in her young years of age, where he would act as the guest and she'd be the magician. It'd vary in a range of games, whether it be the act of telepathy or invisibility to another object. Emilia had excelled in the telepathy-based game, although her ability became more varying as she grew with age. Her father had always known of her ability, thus why he'd play the game with her, but after an incident had occurred, it had faded; until she learned of it.
Emilia is an outgoing characterâonce one gets to know her, as she tends to keep to herself unless proven otherwise, whether it be in a worthy debate or a topic she finds interesting. Her personality is an odd depiction, as on occasion she tends to be the girl fulfilling herself with laughter, one who you could imagine grew up surrounded by the flamboyant hues of pink and unicorn stickersâbut yet other times she becomes depressed, a lonesome feeling overcomes her, and she gains this doubt from others if they should speak to her or not. One might consider that as a disorder, otherwise known as bipolarity, but Emilia merely says its her own conscience battling some thing inside of her head. One might take that as a psychopath's response to their intention of normalcy. Emilia is an outdoors-guru, for she had grown up in a rural area, where she found cows and horses to be more of close friends rather than the one at the minimally-privileged schoolhouse she had attended. The birds would sing songs of beauteous, yet foreign lyrics, to her waking ears, and that is what encouraged her to gain an artistic side. The birds she found in the woods that occupied most of her backyard were on such a wondrous display, as she would sit in a small chair on the back, cement porch, doodling and sketching any bird that she were to find, flightless or in flight near her own self. Emilia now takes resident in a small apartment, far away from any forms of a rural sighting, as she is caught in the midst of a rising age of technology, the time where people discover rural areas to be bland and lacking any form of electronic devices. The city she occupies will never be in her favor, but it was all due to a reserved past, hidden beneath her exterior.
Emilia had grown in a small, rural town, where barns were common and on occasion a passerby would see a freckle of black and white, otherwise known as the standardized cow which seemed to have represented the most of a rural area. The town square was at least a mile away from where she had been born and raised, thus resulting in the dealings of creating their own food, due to the mayor not bothering with any grocery stores near the lonesome houses. The house she grew up in was a two-story, white-walled, paint-chipped mess, but she loved it, all due to the fact that the woods were such a close companion to her home. When growing up, she had a rather lovely childhood, filled with friends and cooking with her mother, along with the magician games her father created every other week; games to feed her growing imagination. Eventually, as she grew older, she lost interest in the time of where her father and she were to sit out on a wooden table, circled by chairs, and they would converse and giggle. They just lost interest when her mother died, due to cancer. It was a hard time, especially for a girl who was still considered youngâa twelve-year old having to deal with such a stressful objective, when she had been so close to the amazing woman filled with splendor and a smile which could warm cold hearts. Yet, now she were to be underneath the ground, her corpse rotting. Emilia would have countless dreams, at the first year of her death, imagining her mother alive, yet the scene would consecutively have a loop effect to it; her mother's final days and words in the hospital.
"My dearest Emilia has grown."
And then she died; a distraught father and daughter, all alone, without the baker, the cooker, and the wondrous woman who fulfilled their dull lives. A time where through storms and many other tedious tasks filled with hardships, she was there to support a broken familyâbut now she wasn't, and that was what truly had broken Emilia's heart. She may consider herself sensitive, or emotional, or some might say that she had been overreacting, which may be fact to her own self, but rather than speak of it, she keeps her mouth shut. After her mother's death, she and her father moved to the city, where only then had he presented Emilia with the ribbon from her own mother. She had worn it as a child, and Emilia would do the same, but for a longer time, as even when eighteen, it was still clamped around the braid tightly. Eventually, things started unraveling. The telling of her gift, the usage of it among her fatherâjust for the purpose of practice, and then her life was still this dull, little thing that she shan't compare to anyone's else. Her father moved on, she moved on, and they had just moved from the home as well; she believes it was for the purpose of running away from memories, which they'd like to do frequently. Except for the ribbon, for that was a reminder she'd enjoy the presence of for many years to follow.
