"Ave Atque Vale"
Name: "What does it matter?" Leigh Alex Bellefleur
Nickname(s): "Only if you have permission." Leigha, Alleigh (pronounced Ally), Alex, Belle, Fleur
Age: "You know, it's impolite to ask a woman her age." 16
Birthday: "Specifics?" February 17
Physical Description: "Take a picture. It last longer."
For a shadowhunter, being petite isn't actually a good thing. To most, it's cute. Though Leigh does not like being looked down upon. Literally. In bare feet, she stands at 5'3". She has a small frame, taking after her mother with a small waist. Training has made her fit, toning her arms and legs. The extra muscles does come in handy, but thankfully is does not take make her look any less feminine. Her mother also gifted her with thick, dark chocolate hair. The curls hang down to above her waist, becoming annoying when battling. Often she'll either let is hang down her back, or pull in back in a thick braid. Her eyes are very dark, almost black, contrasting well against her olive skin and rosy cheeks.
Likes:
- Music
- Weapons
- Wine
- Black
- Downworlders
Dislikes:
- Rain
- Demons
- Sitting Still
- Sleeping
- Downworlders
Fear(s): "I'm scared of the dark. Terrified."
Though she appears to not need anyone, Leigh's biggest fear is that she will be alone. She dreads the day when she will be expected to leave the Institute for good. Her only family has turned their back on the Clave, and it against the law to contact them. When she leaves, she will be completely and utterly, alone.
Secret(s): "Run."
Personality: "Oh, trust me, I'm lovely."
As a child, she believed early on that shadowhunters did not accept others' pity. Desperate to be accepted into the world of shadowhunters, Leigh cut off the generosity being sent her way by the head of the Institute. She chose to walk with her head held high rather than show that she is shy and frightened. Years ago she learned how to lock away her emotions deep inside.
When she does communicate with others, most of her words are snide, sarcastic. This is no facade, however. Her natural language is sarcasm, thanks to her father who was known for his remarks. Oftentimes she can come off as rude or angry, though she means no harm. Sometimes. If someone tries to get clsoe to her, or pity her, she may drive them away with her sarcasm. Doing so breaks her heart, as she is truly sweet and compassionate, but she doesn't want people liking her because of her background. She feels she doesn't need the sympathy.
History: "What do you care?"
Leigh was orphaned at a young age. Her mother's sister had been stripped of her runes, having fallen in love with a mundane. Though it was against the law for those who left the Clave to speak to any Shadowhunter, Aunt Callida raised Leigh secretly, teaching her of the world she left behind. Once she turned twelve, they left. On February 17, Aunt Callida flew with Leigh to New York City. The two sought out the Institute, hoping to give Leigh to the Shadowhunters to receive her first runes. Leigh was welcomed, never to see Aunt Callida again.
The girl grew up in the Institute, having to rely on others to give her everything, to teach her everything. Though she was grateful for the hospitality, she couldn't help but notice how the other shadowhunters were independent, getting and doing everything themselves. None of them required constant care, new clothes or much study time. So determined was she to become a Shadowhunter, she did not accept the things given to her by the Institute any longer. She walked the many halls with her head held high, no longer shy and afraid. She attempted to train herself in the many weapons, spent hours in the library reading the Codex, and even did chores with the other children. One week after being brought to the Institute, she became solely independent herself.
