Leonarda Mullen
Everybody forgets that it's not darkness that creates shadows. It's light.
Full Name: Leonarda Mullen
Nicknames: First off- don't call her Leonarda. You'll only end up pissing her off (especially if you're a student). If you want to remain on her good side, stick to Ms. Morris or Leo.
Age: Twenty-four
Godly Parent: Hades; her deadbeat Dad.
Birthdate: Febuary 10th, 1988
Home Town: Byron, CA
Sexuality: Straight- You're welcome to test that out as well.
Likes:
Hot coffee: "None of that cold shit. I prefer vanilla over chocolate and if you use my mug or creamer, you better prepare for an ass-kicking."
Darkness:"Kind of self explanatory isn't it?"
Teaching:"It's hard to instill knowledge into most of these kids heads, but no one can say it's from lack of trying. I'm a damn good teacher.
Meditation:"What? It keeps me from strangling the brats when they don't finish their lessons. Gotta have some way to get your anger out without permanently damaging anyone."
Swearing:"I'm not a saint. I've been known to use some vulgar words while teaching. I'm real and raw, and that's how I plan to stay."
Her students:" I might be a bit hard on them at times, and end up piling them with more homework than most teachers but I'd protect those twerps with my life. Every single one of them.
Sleep:"Sleeping is my favorite thing next to coffee. I've never actually killed anyone, but if you mess up my sleep schedule or wake me up from a nap, I'll more than likely destroy you. Probably.
Dislikes:
Being woken up: "Look above."
Timid people"If you don't stand up for yourself, than you deserve whatever happens to you. Don't whine, don't bitch; just do something about it."
Her Dad:"I'm not asking for a Hallmark card every holiday, but it would be nice to get a text or call from him once in awhile."
Morning people:"I don't care if you feel like being peppy at five a.m in the morning during a teacher meeting, keep your happy ass away from me."
Bad hair days:"Straight hair, curly hair, morning-after-sex hair, and everything else I'm alright with. I just hate when it doesn't do what I want it to.
Crowds:"I can handle a class of thirty kids at the most. Toss any more hormone driven brats into the mess and I'd go crazy."
Fears:
She fears being unloved.Though she refuses to open her heart to anyone, the thought of a lifetime without a companion scares her.
Personality:
- Quick-Temper: Leo has quite the temper and doesn't mind letting everyone see it. If provoked she can curse up a storm and the most ominous of shadows surround her and her victim.Her anger is probably her weak point, but she just calls it one of her many quirks
- Bold: She's a fearless and daring individual, and almost naively believes everyone around her should be the same. At times she can even appear to be a bit controlling as well, but if she's told by a friend to "tone it down" a bit, she usually will.
- Cold:Definitely not the type of teacher you can pour your heart out to and get a pat on the back. If anything, she'd just end up telling you to suck it up and move on. "You're a teenager with cool powers. How horrible can your life be?". It's not likely she'll win the teacher of the year award any time soon, but she does keep it real.
- Savvy: She's no idiot, even if she isn't a daughter of Athena. She's got a pretty perceptive mind and she's usually a couple steps ahead of her less shred students and fellow teachers.
History:
"Did you have good memories of your childhood? One's where you got to ride your bike in the park with your parents, or go to slumber parties with friends?
Well I didn't.
Going from foster home to foster home until I was sixteen didn't exactly make me the star of a Lifetime special. Life sucked, but complaining about it never made it any better. I guess I'll start from the beginning though.
I was born in a small town in the middle of northern California. It was a nice town, though the people wore way to many cardigans for my tastes. As far as I can remember, my Mom was a waitress; one of those pretty ones who always wears a smile on her face and has all those flair buttons pinned on her jacket. Her name was Tara, and I say was because she's probably dead by now. I'll get to that later though.
So during one of the busy Friday nights, a guy walked into her section at Denny's and sat down. Small talk was made and before my Mom knew it there was bumping and grinding at her house that I'd rather not think about. Nine months later I popped out. Everything was pretty peachy for awhile until I turned six and my Mom decided I was too much of a hassle to take care of. She left me outside of a Shell gas station and drove off without even looking back at me.
It took me and the gas attendant at least three hours to realize my Mom wasn't coming back. The cops came and took me down to the Foster House, where they made me take a bath and sleep for a night before they tried finding where my Mom had gone off to. Despite her abandoning me, I had to hand it to her, she was pretty smart. She canceled her credit cards, got rid of her license plates and seemingly disappeared . I tried to tell the social workers to just lay off. I knew her well enough to know if she didn't want to be found, she wouldn't be.
I stayed in the system until I was sixteen. I probably could have found a decent family if I really wanted to, but it didn't appeal much to me as I got older. Once people abandon you, a shield forms that protects you from feeling that sort of pain again. I guess you could say my shield has never gone down. Anyways, after I turned sixteen I ran away from my town and became even more of a misfit. I smoked, I drank, and I partied so much that blacking out became the norm for me.
I ended up finding the Olympus Academy and getting my life straight. I learned about why I was always so angry, who my Dad really was, and why my Mom had abandoned me. I studied, trained, and now I teach for the poor kids who have the misfortune of taking my class. I've even managed to make a few friends here as well, though I'll never understand how anyone could deal with being my friend.
Anything else?
- She's got a soft spot for cats.
She likes most of her students.
She smokes, even after three years of trying to quiet.
She wouldn't mind sleeping with some of her fellow instructors.