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Elliot Thorn

Playful, witty, gentle, caring half brother.

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a character in “Angelic Love”, as played by BillieJ

Description

Angelic Love;

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Age: Twenty Two

Role: The human, Half-brother


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Hair color: Dark brown hair with natural shades of honeysuckle.

Eye color: Blue eyes with swirls of grey.

Skin tone: Caucasian, but is usually seen as more tanned than pale.

Build: Elliot isn't very muscular, though he does have some small muscles which are very defined. He however seems on the slim side.

Scars/Marks Elliot has an unusual beauty mark just above his collarbone. He has a cigarette burn on his forearm near the wrists.

Overall appearance:: Elliot is your typical handsome male who usually turns heads of the opposite sex. His distinguished, refreshing and rather rare fashion is well suited to his personality. He loves to wear suspenders and bow ties which can show off his playful side.

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Likes:
- Music, as a music teacher, he can play many different instruments including the guitar, piano and his personal favourite the violin. You can spot his instruments dotted around his room, some looking old than others.
- Sweet things, anything from custard, trifle, fudge, chocolate, caramel, anything really. As someone who has a big sweet tooth, he is often found with his nose in the desert menu in any restaurant or bar.
- Coffee. His sister believes he is very much 'addicted.' He can not wake up without a cup of Coffee or his whole day is ruined and he will become very cranky.
- Dinner parties, or actually hosting them. Of course he wouldn't do the cooking!
- Animals!

Dislikes:
- Spicy food, though his sister loves them and often challenges him in small competition he has generically hated them, probably because of his 'sensitive tongue.'
- Spiders, big ugly creatures who appear and disappear without a trace.
- Ignorance.
- Cleaning, anything that involves wasting time.

Fears:
- Isolophobia- Fear of solitude, being alone.
- Paralipophobia- Fear of neglecting duty or responsibility.
- Thantophobia- Fear of death or dying.

Habits:
- He can not stay still for more than 5 minutes and will start to fiddle or move his legs.
- He bites his lip when nervous or in a uncomfortable situation.

Personality: Elliot is a quirky, fun and loveable guy who just knows how to make people smile as well as tick. Some may mistake his forwardness as trying to get something, but he has always been truthful and outspoken. Growing up listening to Greek love stories, Elliot has always dreamed of true and unbreakable love though he doesn't show it which can result in him being seen as naive. Don't get him wrong, he has been burned in the past but he wants to find the good in people as much as the individuals.

As much as he tries, he can never get his sister to follow his view in life. He loves her dearly but sometimes worries, if she will ever be content with what she's got or she'll never be adventurous enough to find out her own happy ending.


Theme Song: Olly Murs : Oh my goodness/Heart on my sleeve.


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So begins...

Elliot Thorn's Story

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Character Portrait: Ian William Whiteraven Character Portrait: Elliot Thorn Character Portrait: Isabel Ann Thorn Character Portrait: Lacianne Fluer Whiteraven
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Lacianne drifted in and out of consciousness. An unnerving feeling that she was being watched would jerk her awake, but soft and uneven breaths under her head would lull her back to sleep. The unnerving feeling finally won out, and her bright blue eyes fluttered open. She yawned and took in her surroundings. For a moment, she was completely disoriented.
She was in a small living room, sleeping up against a human with her head against his chest and his arm around her. Her brow furrowed, as she slowly remembers where she was and who she was with.

Right. When they came to earth, two half bloods had found them. Elliott and Isabel. Her and Ian had immediately been able to sense how powerful they were, their angelic heritage completely untapped. They didn't know who they were. Laci and Ian had been staying with them for a couple weeks, and today they were supposed to be going off to their childhood home on the countryside. Her an Ian had decided they would tell them and train them there.

Laci carefully removed Elliot's arm and sat up, with surprising reluctance. She vaguely remembered falling asleep on the couch, while sitting between a sleeping Ian on her left side and Elliott on her right. She must have slumped against him and they readjusted themselves in their sleep.
She glanced over, to see Ian flat on his stomach, taking up the rest of the couch. She chuckled slightly. While he looked somewhat threatening to most, to her he was just a big teddy bear. Laci poked him with her foot to wake him up, and spoke to him telepathically- a thing they had been able to do since they were children. 'Ian- do you feel that? I feel like we're being watched.'

Her husky-like eyes swept over the room. It looked like the only other being was Isabel, curled up on a smaller couch by herself. Strange, she could have sworn she felt someone watching them. Laci stood up, and strode over to the window, staring out at the city unsurely. Her instincts told her something was going to happen soon.

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'Ian- do you feel that? I feel like we're being watched.'

Ian looked at Laci and laughed. "Silly, noone's here." He said, and patted her on the head. "It's just us. It's always been just us." He muttered the last part to himself, and looked up. The sky was a bright blue- which it shouldn't be, because the last time he checked they were inside. Inside a living room.
He opened his eyes to find himself sprawled out on a couch, thankful that he wasn't out in the sun like in his dream. Ian moaned and turned his head to look at Laci.

Honestly, he didn't notice anything out of the ordinary. He replied to her with a 'I don't feel anything now but there might have been.' telepathically, and sat up very slowly. He glanced around the room.

Ian had fallen asleep next to Lacianne, before she and the others had. Isabel was asleep aswell as Elliot. Mentally scolding himself for falling asleep and leaving his sister in the care of those who they had only met a while ago, he watched her as she looked around the room. Ian brought a hand to his eyes and rubbed them, feeling childish as he did so. "Morning." He whispered, careful not to wake the half-bloods.

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Isabel slowly felt herself wake up, but as she tried to open her eyes, she just simply couldnā€™t due to the tiredness she still felt. It didnā€™t matter how many hours she slept, sheā€™d always still be tired when she woke up, cranky. Although, a cup of coffee could change that, but did she really just want to open her dark hazel nut eyes and face the world? Start living again?
Noā€¦not at this moment. Sheā€™ll keep her eyes closed, and pretend to sleep, all because she just couldnā€™t just face the world just yet. Ever since she was little, she had a thing with sleeping; she found it her escape, a form of actually mentally being away from reality, if only for a few hours. And so when it came to waking up, that tended to take a while as she had to mentally prepare herself.

She heard sound, someone moving and quickly wondered if the two had woken up. Isabel still remember vividly when she and Elliot stumbled upon the two, inside she felt as if she must help them, though how she explained that to her brother she canā€™t remember. But it was clear that they needed help. Lacianne, who she plainly thought as an angel, was effortlessly beautiful, and of course, her brother Ian, who was equally as handsome, but slightly intimidating.
The sounds got more frequent; they had to be awake now. But there wasnā€™t anyā€¦well, talking. They werenā€™t conversing. Were they just sitting in silence? However, a second after she thought that, her small ears quickly picked up on a ā€˜good morningā€™ from who she suspected was Ian.

Nelly should really get up. After all, the small sofa she was sleeping on wasnā€™t the moreā€¦comfiest, and something was digging into her ribs. Except, she didnā€™t want to wake up just yet. Sheā€™d let her brother wake up first, after all, Elliotā€™s the sociable one.