If you trust in yourself⊠and believe in your dreams⊠and follow your star⊠youâll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and werenât so lazy.
- Mistress Weatherwax
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§ . n a m e ( s ) . Courtney Yvonne Smith
§ . m o n i k e r ( s ) . Courts, Yves
§ . g e n d e r . Female
§ . a g e . 25
§ . s e x u a lx o r i e n t a t i o n . Bisexual
§ . o r i g i n . Germanic mythology
§ . r e l a t i o n s h i pxs t a t u s . Single
§ . o c c u p a t i o n . Mechanic
§ . f a i r y t a l e . Weyland The Smith (Female)
§ . r o l e . Neutral
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§ . e y e s . Brown
§ . h a i r . short-cut, brown
§ . h e i g h t . 5â 2â
§ . w e i g h t . 160lbs
§ . p h y s i q u e . stocky, curved build
§ . s k i n . light brown
§ . s c a r s . Courtney has several scars around her ankles and feet, with some trailing up her legs. Sheâs always thought these were from an accident as a child which almost crippled her from being hamstrung, with her having to undertake physical therapy to walk again.
§ . d e s c r i p t i o n . While Courtney may not take much care in her appearance while working bar to make herself clean and presentable, since sheâll often end up covered in all manner of grim by days end sheâs not oblivious to her good looks. She tends to give off a vibe of having rolled out of bed, or walked through a tornado at times though her hair naturally tends towards smooth and straight so a quick brush through usually neatens her up considerably.
When it comes to clothing she tends to veer more towards practical and hardwearing over fanciful more out of necessity since most of her live was spent either inside or under various vehicles so it always felt like throwing money off a bridge with more exotic clothing. As such the majority of her clothes tend to be a mix of plain t-shirts (some with the odd band insignia) and worn jeans, sometimes topped off with a leather or denim jacket; as well as overalls when needed. Despite this, and at the nudging of a past lover she has acquired a few dresses as well though she rarely finds much need for them even if she utterly adores the black dress with the blue pattern than reminds her of shattered glass or assorted gemstones.
Upon recovering her memories, the only major change was that despite her small stature she felt somehow more imposing if her mood darkened such, as if her very presence could tower over you. And while her eyes always alight with passion and enthusiasm when her attention was engaged they almost seem as if they truly are on fire.
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§ . d e m e a n o r . Sarcastic, meticulous, engrossed
§ . f e a r s . Darkness, drowning, imprisonment, crowds
§ . v i c e ( s) . Vengeful, hubris, tobacco
§ . d i s l i k e s . Children, cold, darkness, heavy drinking
§ . l i k e s . Drumming, drawing, motorbikes
§ . f l a w s . impish, dyslexic, blunt, mood swings
§ . s t r e n g t h s . witty, resourceful, creative
§ . i n t e l l i g e n c e . Visual and practical, long lived
§ . p e r s o n a l i t y . Courtney is a very down to earth, practical person who would rather take things apart to their smallest workings than have someone else explain it to her instead. This hasnât always meant sheâs dealt well with others, due to a preference of knowing how something is done and being unable to see any other way unless sheâs seen it herself.
She does respect peopleâs opinions for the most part but she wonât hesitate to voice her own regardless of the consequence, without an ounce of tact or subtlety which is always helpful when it comes to assuring a customer how utterly wrecked their vehicle is.
It's rare for her not to have at least a mild look of amusement across her face, either from a twinkle in her eye or a smirk curling her lips which always helps to put people at ease when seeking her services; though her somewhat blunt tone and no-nonsense approach can throw people off with her roughness sometimes rubbing them the wrong way.
This is certainly most apparent after she has been drinking given that her mood will often sour as the night wears on with her becoming quieter and more brooding if left to her own devices. Though if her attention is captured by another it can alleviate her emotional decline before she calmly decks someone or sets fire to the nearest table.
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§ . s t r e n g t h s . Dedicated, hardworking, endurance, immovable
§ . w e a k n e s s . Lack of social ability, self-reliant (insular), bipolar, stubborn
§ . p h y s i c a lx c o n d i t i o n i n g . While her size lends itself towards the more agile in appearance it is a common misconception that would be where her strength would lie as once-crowned the ruler of the elves. Since language has changed much since first it was spoken, instead she is as undaunted as a mountain if she so chooses and while her flesh is coarse from labors it does not mark easily.
§ . m a s t e rx c r a f t s m a n s h i p . The mark of Wayland is present upon many of the great works heralded through the ages, eagerly sought for but rarely obtained; with her personal touch commissioned at unimaginable and oft regrettable cost. Some of her most famous relics have brought whole nations to ruin, stained in blood for the power contained within. While she may not wield magic directly she is capable of channeling it into anything she can forge and imbue it with the same result.
§ . f i r ex m a n i p u l a t i o n . While her body may shrug off the majority of the heat at her forge, it is her natural affinity for the flame that keeps her safe in truth for it answers her whispers. Though she isnât able to summon it from nothingness she can fan the smallest of embers into an inferno with ease, and usually keeps flint and tinder to hand. Though her Zippo lighter usually suffices when she fancies a smoke.
§ . s w o r d s m a n s h i p . A mistake often made is the assumption that just because one makes weapons for a living that they donât also know how to use them. This is a mistake rarely made more than once.
She would be termed at best capable with the blade, which has usually seen her through when needed.
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Courtneyâs life has had itâs ups and downs as have most with her parents deciding theyâd rather not have had her in the first place, with abandonment that could have easily declined into worse were it not for her Grandfather having secured custody before she was lost to the system. He was perhaps not cut out as the most nurturing or loving man, with her own dearly departed wife being the loving half of the family. But he did his best and ensured that Courts was raised well, kept safe and secure till she could do so herself which is as much as many could ask for and fewer still can hope for.
Work was hard under her Grandfatherâs guidance, since he saw little value in higher education unless it could be put to practical use, and another pair of hands makes the work go easier so most of her time was spent in the repair shop when not at school. She still managed to obtain her high school diploma and half considered taking her studies further as her interest in art had flared but instead she turned it back towards the family business; expanding towards more elaborate bodywork and custom design much her Grandfathers chagrin though he relented once she argued her case.
Somehow amongst her long hours at work, her hurried classes at school and catching whatever sleep she could manage to squeeze in-between she was able to cultivate a handful of relationships with her peers; though many simply burned bright in a moments passion afore fading, a few lingered on till her own misstep saw them extinguished. Once such example was of Marta, with their connection remaining strong for a good while, proving itself strong when tempered. Though it was the loss of her Grandfather which saw Courtney harden her heart and pull away, and as such has rarely managed much beyond a few drunken encounters in the years since as she is unable to open herself again. Knowing that it was her own stupidity that ended things; her anger and rage as she lashed out towards Marta because her grief was consuming her rationality and threatened to burn them both alive.
While she may have hired Alexander more for his skills than anything else she has noticed an upturn in female attendance for repair work since he started. And even if Courts does sometimes have to shoo away the more overeager onlookers so they can actually get some work done; work has been easier overall and it feels much better having someone else in the shop since her grandfather died leaving her the business.
As with most of the townsfolk the live she has built here was all sheâd ever known till that all changed with the terribly realization that not was as it appeared. Questioning both who she was against who she is now and whether sheâd rather reclaim her heritage for forge it anew is something in which she isnât alone. A first as far as sheâs concerned.
Though her depiction in mythology certainly paints her in a much harsher light than she would prefer, with her acts ranging from the partly understandable to the outright abhorrent, she still seeks to atone for many of her faults.
Wayland has worn many faces throughout the ages since they first set hammer and tongs to work in the flames of antiquity. Much of the truth of her exploits are lost with only her own account to offset what has survived, which have often come into conflict more often than not.
While many of her older tales have been forgotten either by their age or through purposeful expulsion; the fruits of her labors often survive them such as the forging of Excalibur among several other artifacts from history. As such her history is usually stained with blood, one way or another; but rarely her own.
Work was hard under her Grandfatherâs guidance, since he saw little value in higher education unless it could be put to practical use, and another pair of hands makes the work go easier so most of her time was spent in the repair shop when not at school. She still managed to obtain her high school diploma and half considered taking her studies further as her interest in art had flared but instead she turned it back towards the family business; expanding towards more elaborate bodywork and custom design much her Grandfathers chagrin though he relented once she argued her case.
Somehow amongst her long hours at work, her hurried classes at school and catching whatever sleep she could manage to squeeze in-between she was able to cultivate a handful of relationships with her peers; though many simply burned bright in a moments passion afore fading, a few lingered on till her own misstep saw them extinguished. Once such example was of Marta, with their connection remaining strong for a good while, proving itself strong when tempered. Though it was the loss of her Grandfather which saw Courtney harden her heart and pull away, and as such has rarely managed much beyond a few drunken encounters in the years since as she is unable to open herself again. Knowing that it was her own stupidity that ended things; her anger and rage as she lashed out towards Marta because her grief was consuming her rationality and threatened to burn them both alive.
While she may have hired Alexander more for his skills than anything else she has noticed an upturn in female attendance for repair work since he started. And even if Courts does sometimes have to shoo away the more overeager onlookers so they can actually get some work done; work has been easier overall and it feels much better having someone else in the shop since her grandfather died leaving her the business.
As with most of the townsfolk the live she has built here was all sheâd ever known till that all changed with the terribly realization that not was as it appeared. Questioning both who she was against who she is now and whether sheâd rather reclaim her heritage for forge it anew is something in which she isnât alone. A first as far as sheâs concerned.
Though her depiction in mythology certainly paints her in a much harsher light than she would prefer, with her acts ranging from the partly understandable to the outright abhorrent, she still seeks to atone for many of her faults.
Wayland has worn many faces throughout the ages since they first set hammer and tongs to work in the flames of antiquity. Much of the truth of her exploits are lost with only her own account to offset what has survived, which have often come into conflict more often than not.
While many of her older tales have been forgotten either by their age or through purposeful expulsion; the fruits of her labors often survive them such as the forging of Excalibur among several other artifacts from history. As such her history is usually stained with blood, one way or another; but rarely her own.
coding x mombie | fc x Devery Jacobs | hex x #FF7F50
