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Misty Navarro

live life your way.

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a character in “Los Angeles Neighbors' Club”, as played by bombinate

Description



ImageMISTY LEONA NAVARRO
Missy, Mist, Mimi, Leo

DOBxx 18/05/1999.xxxxxxGENDER xxFemale.xxxxxxSEXUALITYxx Heterosexual.

ZODIAC SIGNxx Taurus.xxxxxxOCCUPATION xxAspiring journalist/babysitter

QUOTE "Do one thing everyday that scares you."

HEX CODExx #C39797xxxxxxSONG INSPIRATIONxx Pink + White

CODENAMExx Sugar



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GENERAL STYLE
Misty's dark hair and defined brows are often the first features one notes in her appearance, the first usually worn long and natural, genle waves reaching to chest height. Makeup is usually worn to accentuate her dark features while maintaining a semi-natural look. Denim jackets and a multitude of rings are her current obsession, though her long-favoured bomber jacket makes frequent appearances too. She's not too fussed with where she gets her clothes. Misty will shop at thrift stores if dragged there, or happily peruse the hangers at some small, hip store. Her style is modern and trendy, very much a street look, though Misty is equally capable of returning to classic simplicity like when attending any of the many extended Navarro family events.



Imagexxxx@ MimiNevarro xxxxImagexxxx@TheMist.Nevarro xxxxImagexxxx@MimiNavarro



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Frank Ocean. Cheesy 80's music. Manta-rays, they're
so relaxing to watch. Photography, her favourite hob-
-by, right up there with writing. Denim jackets and
silver jewellery. She'll donate blood every chance she
has. Parties, especially halloween parties. Misty likes
nothing more than spending time with friends. Her
favourite movie genre is comedy, though she's also a
sucker for holiday movies too. Misty's favourite holi-
day is Christmas, especially when she gets to spend it
visiting her granddad in the Philippines, or going to
Ireland to see her mother's family. Spicy food, yum.
Tattoos, even though she's too indecisive to get one,
she thinks guys with them are great. Sunbathing and
anything to do with the beach. Books, from modern
thrillers to classic literature or comics. She can't not
laught at accidentally sexual phrases and bad pickup
lines
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxDISLIKES
Hospitals, too many bad memories. Chipping nail polish, it looks tacky. Shoddy journalism, is it really that hard to fact check? Misty isn't a big fan of firearms. McDonalds, not Misty's preferred meal, though she loves home made burgers. She finds classical music a touch boring, though if you insult her and call her unrefined she'll quickly put you in your place. Hates secrets, and cliff-hangers on television shows. Misty will 100% seek out spoilers and read movie plots beforehand. She hates when people call her exotic looking. Doesn't really like tic-tacs or mints that are too strong, also stays away from coffee. Cold mornings are the worst, and doing anything before 8am other than sleeing isn't cool. Don't make her get out of bed! Anti-vaxxers. People who are bad car parkers. Cooking.



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PERSONALITY
As a kid, Misty was always the one who'd be laughing in the middle of her classmates, voice pitched to be heard over the crowd, and turning excitedly to share whatever gossip came to mind with those in her inner circle. She's always been friendly; an extrovert who isn't scared of being heard and letting her opinions be known. At eighteen she's still that same social butterfly, grinning from ear to ear at some joke, and pulling in the shy kid to join the circle. Sure, her confidence wasn't always what it is today, but most of the self-consciousness from her adolescence has been replaced with a happy self-assurance.

Misty prides herself on being independent, yet, she'll still cling to the people that make her feel the safest, or those she doesn't want to lose. She feels left out if an invite passes over her, no matter the reasons, and still finds herself texting around to see if anyone else wants to attend some obscure function because she'd rather not go by herself. It's hard with everyone graduating, Misty can only hope that her close group of friends don't drift apart.

A fierce protectiveness takes hold of Misty around her friends and loved ones. She'll bite back at any bullies she sees abusing those she cares about, and is always willing to offer a hand in support. She'll dish out firm advice if asked, and possibly even offer it without being asked, too. She doesn't mean to stick her nose in other people's business, but she's been told that sometimes she does - when curiosity and a desire to help flares, or, when she's convinced she knows better. Misty can be a little bull-headed sometimes; stubbornly sure that what she's doing is right. She's worked her way into various bets because of this, placing wagers on whether some fact she half remembers is right and then either reluctantly admitting her mistake when proven wrong, or grinning widely if she's right.

Misty is always up for some fun, whether it be a good party, a spontaneous road trip, or even just a night in with her friends watching a movie. She possesses a decent balance of work to play, for a teenager that is. In areas of school she likes, such as English and any art and photography classes, Misty is more than happy to put in the extra effort, though she's always much too easily distracted when it comes to studying subjects she's not as natural at. Thankfully, the perks of being friends with the school valedictorian means she's always good a good study buddy on hand.



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YOU KNEW MASON?
Misty first met Mason during their first few years of school, when they'd play Amazon explorers and colour-in (badly) pictures together at school. They weren't particularly close at first, merely the general friends of early childhood. It was during Thea's first treatment that Mason stepped forward to support Misty (as well as a young child can). Their friendship has only grown since then, and Misty considers him one of her closest friends. She has also acted as his 'beard' on occasion.



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          Misty was the second born to Camille and Lee Navarro, two years younger than her sister Thea. While the small unit only numbered four, Misty's mother was one of six, and her father was the second oldest of five. Not all of Misty's aunts and uncles lived in L.A, or even the US, but there was enough within easy travelling distance - particularly from her father's side - that growing up, the house was always filled with at least one aunt or uncle ,and various cousins. Many weekends as a young child were spent playing travelling to her cousins' homes or entertaining them at hers. Whenever her grandmother had a birthday, there would be a swelling of numbers as those relations who had moved back to the Philippines would fly back for the celebration. Similarly, she spent several holidays visiting her grandpa in the Philippines, or her mother's parents in Ireland.

          It's no wonder then that Misty grew to love the noise of large groups, or perhaps that's due to the innate extroversion within her. Thea Navarro was always the quieter of the two, and it would be Misty who would drag her older sister into the mix of squawking and shouting cousins. Where Thea showed natural talent at dance, Misty proved a natural at writing and, to a lesser extent, sport. Misty loved her sister, so when her parents sat her down to explain why Thea had been spending so much time at the hospital recently, she felt a fierce protectiveness swell up within her. Misty wouldn't let leukaemia take her sister from her, even if, at six years old, there wasn't anything she could do to help.

          It was around this time that Misty grew closer to Mason, and the rest of his family. Mason's mother was one of the nurses familiar with Thea and her treatment, and whether due to encouragement from Jocelyn, or Mason's natural inclination to look out for his friends, Mason made sure to cheer Misty up if ever needed. Misty appreciated the friendship then, and again several years later when Thea would return to hospital due to a reemerging tumour. Despite the fear of losing her sister, and the financial strain it put on her family, times weren't always bad. Misty would spend hours beside her sister's bed telling her stories or flipping through photo albums of the latest cousin's birthday that Thea had had to miss. Misty was always the first to share any exciting news with her when visiting the hospital, or always ached to help her sister when she was home.

          Eventually Thea's cancer went into remission, and slowly life returned to normal. Misty grew her passion for writing and journalism, coupled with a growing hobby of photography. She had a good, close group of friends in LANC, and spent her last years at school on the student paper. Her grades were always fairly consistent, and given the extra-curricular activities she participated in, Misty was pleased to be accepted into her university of choice. However, in the past few months she's decided to defer her acceptance, instead planning on taking a year off to work and travel. Thea, still thankfully cancer free, and Misty have been planning their trip through American and Europe for months - years even if you count the many nights spent fantasying together about where they'd go and what they'd see.

          However, Misty's plans are on further hold after hearing news of Mason's disappearance. She wouldn't dream of leaving when she doesn't know whether her friend is safe or not. She'll do anything needed to get him back.

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.CREATED BY faceclaim
xx...PLAYED BY bombinate
FACE CLAIM Christina Nadin

So begins...

Misty Navarro's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jodene K. Van Rompaye Character Portrait: Remy Solomon Character Portrait: Jem Hill Character Portrait: Jane Bennett Character Portrait: Rosalie Owens Character Portrait: Summer Bass Character Portrait: Mackenzie Lovato Character Portrait: Matthew Tate Character Portrait: Jasper Owens Character Portrait: Misty Navarro

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"Thanks mom." Misty says as the car comes to a standstill outside the suburban house, the woman at the wheel gazing past her daughter with a look of sorrow on her face.

"You offer Jocelyn and Emmett any help they need, alright." Camille Navarro tells her daughter, dark eyes sliding back to land on the face of her youngest daughter

"I will, mom." Misty replies, stopping short of rolling her eyes because it's really not the time for that.

"I can only imagine what they're going through..." Camille sighs softly, her lips pinching into a worried line. Misty lets her hand fall onto her mother's, squeezing the older woman's hand in hers briefly.

"I'll tell them you're coming over later?" Misty asks as she unclips her seat belt. Camille nods and drags her eyes back to the car and her immediate surroundings,

"Yes." She agrees, before her gaze catches the car clock, "You'd better get in there, you're late."

Misty nods, leans across the car and pecks her mother on the cheek, "I'll get a lift back with one of the others. Bye."

Misty pulls herself from the car, pausing to wave back at her mother only when Camille calls out a hasty "I love you" out the car window. Misty has no doubt that her mother is being extra protective since first hearing the news of Mason's disappearance, as if Misty is somehow more vulnerable to becoming the next vanishing child. Misty puts it down to her mother being extra sensitive about these things. Having dealt with a severe disease striking a family member, and living with the possibility of loss for so long, it's a shock when something sudden pulls a loved one out of your life. It reminds you to hold those you still have all the closer.

Which is exactly what Misty wants to do as she enters the Bass household. She catches the tail end of the detectives speaking with her friends, following the voices to the living room where most of the teenagers are gathered. Everyone seems to have gravitated around Summer, for which Misty is glad.

"Please. Just give us time, Summer. We'll find your brother." The female detective replies to the youngest Bass, though Misty doubts that the words offer hope to anyone that hears them. They're all worried for their friend, and only having Mason back will make Misty relax.

"Sorry I'm late." Misty says into the resulting silence, smiling weakly at her friends and offering them a nod in greeting. Then Misty's gaze turns from her friends to the two detectives addressing them, "I'm Misty Navarro. If you have to leave now, I can call you later?" she adds, having heard that they had left their contact information. "Though, I don't know much. The last time I saw Mason was a few days before he left. He was normal; happy, excited for his trip." Misty tells them, recalling the day easily. She had been joking with Summer about turning his room into a second closet when he was at Stanford. She remembers laughing at his teasing retort, and backing up Summer's assertion that Mason wouldn't need his room while he was away. Misty realises with a sick twist of her stomach, that he wouldn't need his room at all if he is... No, she can't even think of it.

On the couch Remy shifts closer to Summer, unwrapping one of the arms that is slung around his friend and patting the armrest on his other side to indicate that Misty should sit. She does, perching on the edge, but ready to stand again if the police officers wanted to question her now. Remy's hand seeks hers at the same time, and Misty takes it in her own and squeezes lightly, offering what comfort she can. Remy's doing the same to Summer, his other arm still hugging around their friend. No one had to go through this alone.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jodene K. Van Rompaye Character Portrait: Remy Solomon Character Portrait: Jem Hill Character Portrait: Jane Bennett Character Portrait: Rosalie Owens Character Portrait: Summer Bass Character Portrait: Mackenzie Lovato Character Portrait: Matthew Tate Character Portrait: Jasper Owens Character Portrait: Misty Navarro

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As more and more of the Los Angeles Neighbours Club, which Jane really just referred to as a long winded term for her family, she somehow felt stronger yet still so sad. She could barley handle the looking at their faces. First was Jem and Mackenzie, coming in with pizza, bless their hearts. She couldn’t help but have a corner of her mouth twitch when Jem took seat beside her cousin Summer. It was only a matter of time before what Jane believed the inevitable to happen. Right now she was just overjoyed that Summer really had people who loved her around her. She had to be happy with at least that.

Next was Jo, one of the members of sub group ginger. Jane could almost imagine how she would have reacted to Officer Barnega. She most likely said something that nearly all of them would have wanted to say. Jane admired the girl in all reality.

After Jo was Matt. She nodded her head back to his comment about Barnega, and gave a tiny sad smile at her cousin’s retort back. She knew one day. Summer would eventually tell the cop that he could β€œshove it.” Directly to his face. She was surprised it hadn’t happened yet.

Then came the twins. Jane barley had a second to process coming face to face with Jasper after what happened before he walked out of sight with the detectives to be interviewed along with Rosie. Turning around to look at Summer, she said softly, β€œSummer, we’ll do something if they don’t, I promise.” Giving her a sincere smile, she felt the tears begin to well again as she continued β€œI’m with you one hundred percent. Whatever you want to do, I’ll do it.” This could be a dangerous promise, but Jane meant it fully. She would do absolutely anything for Summer or Mason. She would do anything just so Summer could have some peace of mind.

Turning back to look as the twins entered back in the room, Jane swiped her watery eyes again (thankful she wasn’t wearing mascara). As soon as she made eye contact with Jasper, immediately she went tense and averted her eyes to her hands that rested on her lap. God, why did she do such a stupid thing?

A couple days before Mason left, Jane had been at a party and had a little too many shots, mostly thanks to Rosie egging her on. And like most nights that happened, Jasper came to pick her up and drop her off at home safely. Except this time, Jane had to go and screw it all up. They had been sitting in the car in front of her house just talking about life and all the changes that were coming. Jane was rambling on and on, still very drunk, as she made a comment about how she was scared that these changes were going to effect their friendship and how she was scared they would grow distant. One second she was telling him how much she loved him and appreciated him and how he was her best friend, and in the next second she’d just leaned over and kissed him.

Now, it wasn’t exactly their first kiss, They’d had a fake wedding as young kids and had a funny peck then, but this was the first kiss the Jane had with him after realizing her feelings for him. She’d harboured a pretty big crush on him for over a year (truthfully, probably longer than that). Jane quickly had broken off the kiss and crawled out of his car with a rushed sorry and goodbye before running back into her house. She’d internally freaked out and called Remy, leaving a hysterical voicemail on his phone about what she’d done. After that, she’d gone to bed, and woke up the next morning to her father leaving them.

She hadn’t seen or really talked to Jasper since. It wasn’t even because she was avoiding him, she’d simply been so preoccupied with her dad leaving and then Mason disappearing that she hadn’t seen anyone outside of Summer and Remy. She’d realized soon after that she needed to talk to Jasper about it, to finally fess up possibly. She sure as hell didn’t want to lose him. If this whole Mason fiasco has taught her anything, it was that she couldn’t bear to lose the ones she cared about.

Taking in a deep breath as Jasper sat on one side and Rosie on the other, Jane bent her head instinctively to rest on Rosie’s shoulder. It took a second more for Jane to build up the courage that she wouldn’t have had to work up before in order to clasp Jasper’s hand softly.

Lifting her head back up as Misty walked in, Jane gave the girl a small smile before Misty spoke to the detectives. As soon as she sat down, the detectives were about to run out before Jane’s mom scurried out of the kitchen, thrusting a business card their way. Delilah softly stated, β€œIf you can reach him anywhere, it would probably be this number.” Ah, her dad. Jane didn’t think he would be much help. Barnega nodded and went out the door a second later without a another word to anyone. Walker at least looked over at them and offered a final β€œWe’ll let you know the second we find anything out” before slipping out to follow her partner. A five second beat passed before Jane muttered to the group, β€œI don’t think Barnega is a very nice man.”

Jane’s mother rolled her eyes at the comment, before planting her hands on her hips. β€œAlright,, I’m running out to pick up Hugo from the airport. If you want anything while I’m out, you know how to reach me,” With that, Delilah left. Jane could tell her mother was trying to be strong. Her slightly wavering voice and the clearly tired circles under her eyes proved that she was struggling.

Slipping her hand from Jaspers as she stood up, Jane clasped her hands front of her, saying weakly, β€œI’ll take drink orders, does anyone want anything?” Jane just had to do something. Looking at Jo, she said β€œI know you won’t want coffee, but how about some peppermint tea?”

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jodene K. Van Rompaye Character Portrait: Remy Solomon Character Portrait: Jem Hill Character Portrait: Jane Bennett Character Portrait: Rosalie Owens Character Portrait: Summer Bass Character Portrait: Mackenzie Lovato Character Portrait: Matthew Tate Character Portrait: Jasper Owens Character Portrait: Misty Navarro

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Jo lifted her head as Matthew Tate entered the living room, swearing under his breath. He nodded to Summer's mom as he passed the kitchen, smile slightly as he did so. The two exchanged a few softly-spoke words before Matty made his way to the living room. He dropped onto the floor, leaning back against the table "Thoughts on Detective Grumpy?" he asked, before continuing. "Think he has it out for us."

"I think he can go shove it," Summer muttered.

Jo scoffed in response to Tate. "He clearly doesn't care," she commented. "Just another group of teens to question in a pitiful attempt to gather information. If he's not capable of the amount of sympathy that comes with his job, then he shouldn't have become a detective." Barnega shot her a dirty look from where he was discussing things with Walker.

Time sped as the Owens twins finally arrived. Rosalie had narrowed her eyes at Barnega's sarcastic tone; good for her, Jo thought to herself.

After Detective Walker addressed the group of teens, Summer shot her a sharp retort. "So we just sit here waiting to see if whoever or whatever has Mason will give him back? There's nothing we can do?" the blonde's eyes were red and watery. Walker gave her a smile full of too much pity. "Please. Just give us time, Summer. We'll find your brother."

Misty Navarro, who had walked in just as Walker was finishing up her speech, gave the group a weak smile. "Sorry I'm late," the brunette said apologetically, interrupting the solemn silence. Misty's gaze turned to the detectives. "I'm Misty Navarro," she introduced herself. "If you have to leave now, I can call you later?" she asked, before adding, "though, I don't know much. The last time I saw Mason was a few days before he left. He was normal; happy, excited for his trip." Jo drummed her fingers on her leg as Misty summarized her knowledge of the situation.

On the couch, Remy shifted closer to Summer, gesturing towards the open armrest. Misty perched on the edge as she and Remy grasped hands. As soon as she sat down, the detectives were about to leave before Ms. Bennett scurried out of the kitchen, thrusting a business card in their direction. β€œIf you can reach him anywhere, it would probably be this number,” she murmured softly. Jo's gaze immediately shot towards Jane. Ms. Bennett was referring to her father. Of course.

Barnega nodded stiffly and headed out the door without another word. Walker gazed at the group for a long moment before adding, "we’ll let you know the second we find anything out.” After the final sentence, she headed out the door after her partner.

A long moment passed before Jane muttered out, "I don’t think Barnega is a very nice man."

Jane's mother rolled her eyes as Jo scoffed quietly with disbelief. "No shit, Sherlock," Jo exclaimed. "Barney's more than 'not a very nice man', he's a total asshole." Jo looked at the group before adding an insincere, "sorry."

Jane's mother planted her hands on her hips. "Alright, I’m running out to pick up Hugo from the airport," she said. "If you want anything while I’m out, you know how to reach me." Ms. Bennett left after that. She was trying to be strong, but to put it bluntly, she was failing miserably. Her voice was faltering and the circles under her eyes were more prominent than blood red lips on porcelain white skin.

Jane clasped her hands tightly. β€œI’ll take drink orders," she said weakly. "Does anyone want anything?" Of course, Jane being Jane, she had to do something. Jane glanced at Jo, before saying, "I know you won’t want coffee, but how about some peppermint tea?"

Jo raised her eyebrow slightly, a tad surprised that Jane chose to speak to her out of everybody else. Sure, the Los Angeles Neighbors' Club were close, but Jane definitely had a stronger friendship with others - like Remy or Summer - rather than Jo. "I prefer black," she commented mildly, "but peppermint tea is fine as well." She paused before adding, "thanks." Normal people said thank you to that kind of stuff, Jo was sure of that.