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Iridian "Anna" Fost

"How boring."

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a character in “Keeping Secrets, Love?”, as played by BespectacledBeauty

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"If I didn't make this a little dramatic it would just be boring, wouldn't it?"


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Nickname
Introduces herself as 'Anna'

Age
15

Birth Date
December 18th, 1998

Height
5'5"

Weight
123lbs

Hair Color
Black

Eye Color
Chestnut

Position
Detective
Team II




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Personality
The quiet type who only speaks when she has something to say. Diligent, elegant, serious and a little mysterious. There are plenty of opinions about who Iridian, or Anna, really is as a person. In elementary school she was considered a teachers pet, someone who would quickly tell on anyone who was doing something they weren't supposed to. However as she grew she begun to care less and less about what others might be doing, only intervening if she feels it necessary. In the academy she's known for her sharp tongue and stubbornness to not back down in an argument, though she prefers to call such quarrels 'discussions', no matter the subject.

However, her personality as a detective and as a student are somewhat different. Even she has a darker side that she lets slip out now and then. Anna is actually quite manipulative and her honesty is brutally harsh. In a story book her type would probably end up being one of the villains, a true Queen of Hearts who takes other people and uses them as pawns to get what she needs, even if it requires threatening them.

Then there is the Anna who is merely an intelligent 15 year old girl who's awful at processing emotions that draw too close to the wall of her comfort zone and has a habit of becoming socially awkward and flustered if someone draws too near to personal life. She's terrible at making friends, let alone being friendly towards other people her age, and tends to get into arguments more often than she should. Of course she's not afraid to reluctantly admit when she's wrong and doesn't hold up pointless discussions. She'll only argue if she firmly disagrees. However she's incredibly loyal to her own opinions and beliefs. If someone decided to against against them she'll be glad to retaliate.

Anna's also a borderline drama fanatic, though that's not really a secret. If Anna can find a way to make something more dramatic, she will do it without hesitation. She usually tries to find ways to make things more interesting when she gets bored which, according to her, happens to be practically all the time. Such is life for Detective Anna Fost. Not that she complains about it. In fact she's really more the type who can't stand whining or any unprofessional behavior for that matter. Yet surprisingly, and probably unbelievably too, Anna happens to get a little softer and friendlier around small children and even animals. Still, only someone close to her would see that side of her and Anna's not exactly an open book, nor is she outgoing in the least. Or perhaps it's just the unapproachable, calmly fierce aura that she seems to give off that keeps most people from wanting to converse with her.


Notable Traits
Stubborn | Secretive | Calm | Manipulative | Emotionally Detached


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Likes Dislikes
✦ Breakfast Tea Crowds ✦
✦ Libraries Being Bored ✦
✦ The Smell of Wet Pavement Coffee ✦
✦ Hard Candy Sloppy Handwriting ✦
✦ Dramatic or Intense Situations Ignorance ✦
✦ Interesting Conversations Being Underhanded ✦

Specializes In
Missing/Stolen Objects | Serial Crimes(rape, robberies, murders, ect.)

Goal
TBA

Skills
- Anna took basic martial arts classes as a child. She never continued passed that, but because of the classes she is not totally helpless and could do a number on any amateur who would attempt to attack her.

- Anyone could say that Anna is a superb actress. She knows how to put on a pretty face or change her posture and attitude in the blink of an eye, then quickly and easily snap back to her regular self.

Fears
- Despite how Anna loves dramatic and dangerous situations, she always dreads the thought of being caught up in something too big for her to control and ending up getting hurt or worse.

- Anna also has a deep fear of drowning, though this mainly only centers around large rapids and fast-moving rivers. She isn't as afraid of water that is still, as long as she is capable of standing in it.



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Biography
It was like any December night. The snow that was first white and fresh from falling that morning had now been tainted with dirt and pushed to the sides of the streets by giant machines. However these machines had no power to overcome the blizzard that had begun to free the smashed snow and blow it about the sidewalk. In a small apartment only build for two with the lights out from the storm a child had been born on this same night. It wasn't intentional for the young woman, not even out of her teen years, to have a child, but her and her boyfriend coped with it anyway. This accidental infant was Iridian Fost.

It was difficult raising a child on minimum wage, but after making it by the first few years the young couple married and moved out of the city to avoid the mothers conflict with her parents. The two of them raised Iridian the best they could, the husband now having a well-paying job an capable of supporting his wife and child. It was a more or less normal childhood for Iridian. In fact it couldn't of been any more boring and average and peaceful. Most would call such a thing bliss, but Iridian's quirk of being bored all the time started at a young age. The activities at school weren't enough for her, and no student in her class nor teacher could give her enough excitement. No wonder she couldn't get along. Everyone was just too boring for her. Too dull. Too immature.

As the child grew she became detached and awkward, even with her own parents whom she already disproved of. Iridian decided to find something that could cure this boredom of her--the longing to find something miraculous in the world. A seven-year-old hopped on a bus and disappeared into the city, planning to travel the world and then return when she was older. A dream that was quickly demolished when her mother discovered her in a cafe four hours after her runaway. It was the day a child who strove to accomplish a goal lost her father to a car accident. Such a common and boring thing. Really, how dull could the world be?

Despite the dullness of the situation, Iridian seemed to change after that. Her endless curiosity of the world vanished and logic replaced imagination. She became rude and stern and quiet. She grew into a teen soon enough, the years before that too boring to even mention. The girl's mother had found herself a new man to confide in, giving Iridian, who now referred to herself as 'Anna' instead and easily discovered her mothers secret, only another reason to disapprove of her parent more than she already did. This same man was the principle of a school Anna had been interested in for quite some time-- The Sherlockian Academy.



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Extra Info.

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β€œAll the world's a stage and most of us are desperately unrehearsed.”
― SeΓ‘n O'Casey
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Family
Amelia Marie Trenston | Age 32 | Mother | Visual
Brandon Dean Fost | Deceased at 26 | Father | Visual
Eurika Maylin Fost | Age 56 | Grandmother | Visual
Secret Hobbies
Enjoys Action Video Games β—‚
Collects Poem Books from Edgar Allan Poe β—‚
Adores Animal Key Chains β—‚
Loves Japanese Manga and Anime β—‚

Details
β–ͺ Despite that the academy offers dorms to the students, Anna continues to live at home due to the fact that her house is located within a few minute walking distance from the campus grounds.

β–ͺ Because her mother cut off all contact with her own parents, Anna has never met nor even spoken to her grandparents on her mothers side, while her grandmother on her late fathers side rarely visits.




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So begins...

Iridian "Anna" Fost's Story

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"This is going to be fun~!"


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May 25th, Monday. Two days after the kidnapping.
Nicholas Palmer groaned, removing his arm from under the sheets to reach up to the alarm clock. "It's too early.." He mumbled, feeling around the sides of his end table to find the snooze button. It wasn't until he gave up on trying to find it, that he dared to look. 7:02 AM? "Oh snap! It's only thirty minutes until the new students arrive!" Nicholas panicked to himself, sitting straight up and unplugging his alarm clock.

Nicholas arrived at the front gates of the school twenty minutes later with a few other Sherlockian students. Nicholas felt a little nervous about it, since that's what everyone else appeared to be feeling too. Everyone's just so used to completeing tests and solving fake Mystery's on their own, their not sure how things will change with students who've never been on the case before. However, Nick was a little more excited about it than nervous.

"Hey Nick!" A familiar voice shouted to him, coming from a girl about 14 with rosy hair and bright eyes. She skipped to Nick, to which he smiled at."Sup Cassie." "Have you found out who your partner is yet? I have! His name's Rick and he's cutee~!" Nick blinked at her and gave a serious look. "Rick? Are you sure? Alright then, but if he has black hair and smells like dirt, you better call the cops!" Nick responded, finally giving her his smile back and turning away. Cassie stood with her eyes blinking, while Nicholas never had to tell if he knew about his assistant or not.

As nick started walking away from Cassie, he began feeling bored again. Only ten minutes left on his watch, and he was quickly growing bored by it. But that was until another girl caught his attention. One girl that he had hoped to, and at the same time, hoped not to see, waiting out here for her assistant. Iridian Fost.

"Anna, heeey!" Nicholas greeted with arms wide. "What's sup? You trying to get onto the case too? Sucks for you! With me and a partner, I could beat this case faster than you could say Ouch~!" Nicholas told her off, loud enough that everyone in the waiting group could hear. Nicholas loved picking on people, but he hardly knew what he meant when he was talking about Iridian. Some of the people in the waiting group looked like they were listening, others knew better and tried to focus on finding the bus.

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Typical, boring, predictable. It seemed every hour was the same. The same routine being played out daily. That was until the recent announcement of the missing principle. Maybe things were actually getting interesting at last.

Anna let out a sigh as she stood quietly among a small group of other students in front of the academy. Well, I say among but really she was more off the the side. She'd arrived to school quite early that day, or really that was something she did everyday. Anna was many things, but never late. And never absent.

In all honesty, the black-haired girl was actually a little excited for today. Only a little bit of course. There was no way something as trivial as the news of some transfers could cure her constant feeling of boredom. Maybe she felt a little excited, but surely not for that reason. Her sliver of excitement was merely the result in the new mystery that has enveloped her school. This was no ordinary case, after all. If there were any students at the school who couldn't comprehend that then they really had no right to be here. As for having to be partnered with an assistant...well Anna would have to get back to that frustrating topic in due time.

"Anna, heeey!"

Anna narrowed her eyes slightly at Nick as he approached her with a seemingly friendly greeting and that incredibly annoying smile of his.

"What's sup? You trying to get onto the case too? Sucks for you! With me and a partner, I could beat this case faster than you could say Ouch~!"

She crossed her arms over her chest and turned so she wasn't completely facing him.
"I'm not trying to get onto anything. There's no need for me to try. And I understand your lack in self-esteem makes you feel the need to try and prove yourself, but do you mind putting your urge to compete with me aside and shutting up for once?"

Pausing a moment to adjust her balance, Anna shifted her weight to her left leg before lifting her arms and gently running her fingers through her raven hair. With a swift movement she flipped the black strands away from her neck, the locks softly settling around her shoulders, and then crossed her arms over her chest once more. She glanced at her fellow student for a second, her expression dull, before moving her eyes in the opposite direction, not really looking at anything in particular.

"I only hope this Ashton boy that I'm to be partnered with isn't as irritating as you are."

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Image"No, Nya stop it." Ashton sighed for the at least tenth time. He was trying to get ready but his cat was very persistent in the attempt to eat his tie. Today was the day now students arrive and he wanted to get to the school gates a bit early but that wasn't likely if Nya kept slobbering over every single tie he pulled out of the drawer.

He took out a dark blue tie and and put it on the top of the dresser where Nya couldn't reach it. Ashton proceeded to button up his shirt when he noticed that the light in the bathroom was still on. He turned it off and heard a breaking sound, when he looked back at the rest of his room there was a sight to see.

Nya had somehow managed to climb up the curtains and jump onto the dresser, knocking down a lamp and was just about to reach his tie when he snatched it away. "I can't take you." He said compassionately scratched the cats head. I'm meeting the detective I'm paired up with today, I have to make a good impression. The cat purred as Ashton continued to pet her. "And we both know you'll just end up trying to eat her hair. He picked Nya up and put her on the bed. After arranging his tie and another glance to the mirror he was out the door.

I wasn't that late after all and he got to the school gates relatively early, it was only 7:15. He settled for a place a bit off from the crowd. He leaned onto the wall a few meters or so away from the gates and started inspecting the students that were slowly gathering. He wasn't all that interested in the missing principle case, mostly because he believed it to be a hoax. It must be just a welcome prank for the new students to give them a taste of what real mystery is like. Nevertheless he revised some last year lessons. What was it observe, locate target estimate distance and then take action or did he miss any steps? He was doing good on the observing part but locating Anna seemed to be causing him a problem and who could even concentrate with all this yelling.

Ashton turned towards the source of the unpleasant noise and discovered it was coming from Nicholas. That guy was always so very loud and seemed to love making a fool of himslef. He was apparently arguing with a black haired girl. She had her back turned towards Ashton so he couldn't get a good look at her face. Well, he might as well be polite and go say hello to Nicholas. At the girl's mention of his own name he stopped for a moment. Was this the mysterious Iridian he was to work with. He came closer to the pair and started speaking in a courteous manner. "And, with all due respect, I sincerely hope you're not this strident all the time."

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Mornings. . . Catrice wasn't overly fond of those. Were they bad? No, of course not. They were the start to the day, how could they possibly be bad? Mornings were like the first pages of a book, they were always the introduction, the beginning of a bigger story.
Unfortunately, today's introduction was going rather badly.

"Why aren't you downstairs yet?" Her mother called from the kitchen, reminding Catrice that yes, she was running late. She had been supposed to be on her way to the Sherlockian Academy thirteen minutes ago, at 6:40. It was 6:53 at the moment, and she didn't know when the bus would arrive. Heck, it had probably already passed.
"One more minute!" The girl replied, pulling her socks around her feet in a hurry.
". . . Fifty-nine, fifty-eight, fifty-seven. . ." Catrice could hear her mother counting from down the stairs, the words only adding to her already existing frustration.
"Stop it!"
"Fifty-three, ten seconds off! Forty-three, forty-two, for-"
"Mum!"
Catrice snapped, bolting down the steps so fast she nearly tripped. Shooting a scowl at the grinning woman beside her now, the girl rolled her eyes as she snatched her bag from her mother's hands and rushed out the door.

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The distance from her house to the academy was a bit far but not overly long on Monday, May 25th. The impressive time was due to Catrice running half the way and catching a ride on the bus for what was remaining.
She arrived at the school gates just a little bit over the time she had wanted, and quickly tried to navigate this 'partner' she had been set up with. What was his name? Nicholas Pa... Pal? Palmer? Whoever he was, Catrice only knew his name from a list she had been given through the mail. Due to never being an actual student at the Sherlockian Academy a day in her life, she had no clue who this Nicholas was, but she was sure she would hardly even need him.
Still, finding him may be a good idea.

"I'm looking for Nicholas Palmer, have you seen him?" Catrice asked as a rather cheerful looking girl skipped up to her, probably to say hello. The girl nodded, "Yeah!"
Catrice blinked, "Can you tell me where he is?"
"Oh! He's right over there!" The girl said happily, pointing through the growing crowd, "I'm guessing you're here for the case, huh? Have fun, working with Nick!" She giggled, almost knowingly, as she skipped away.
Shrugging, Catrice headed in the direction of which the girl had directed.

The crowd had grown big now and the girl quickly lost her way. Annoyed with herself, she turned to the first person she saw and asked for directions again,
"I'm looking for Nicholas Palmer, do you know where he is?" she asked, speaking to a blond haired boy who was caught up in a conversation with two others.

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"Hello there.."


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Nick almost dropped his smile at her remark, almost. An expression of heartbreak came across his face for a moment, but just a moment! It'd take a lot more than that to break is character. Nicholas quickly bounced back with a cheery smile, and a delighted laugh. He acted as if he had never heard anything funnier.

"Oh but my darling-" He froze in mid-sentence, interrupted. Just before he was going to go off about how better he was again, some little white-haired weirdo came by and stole the show from him! The nerve, he thought to himself. He listed to the boy's remark, while crossing his arms. At the end, his eyes widened with curiosity and held an expression of pure honesty. "Gosh! Don't get so clever, she's not always like that..." He expressed with crossed-hand motions, as if trying to keep too bulls from ramming into each other. "...Just to people who like fun, though. But hopefully, you're just as colorless as your hair... You two should get along fine! Anyways, I guess I should be going now. It looks like the assistants are arriving. Tootles! " He responded quick and hurried, turning back towards Anna and giving her a small bow.

"I'm looking for Nicholas Palmer, do you know where he is?"

Nick was a little relieved and surprised that he didn't have to go off trying to find his assistant now, but by turning his head towards the woman, that relief ended in a flinch. He looked actually a little puzzled to see her. Well, not exactly puzzled, more as if... upset, and dumbfounded. He turned around to her fully, and gave a small huff. "What? You come to an investigation and don't even know your partners face!? How foolish you are.." Nicholas rolled his eyes and sighed, crossing his arms once again. He let a moment pass for that to sink in. "..Oh well. I have a special question for you, Catty!" he smirked, and resumed his cheery attitude. "I'm thinking of a number between 1 and 100.. Give me the numba that first comes to your mind, and I'll make the real judgements on ya then!"


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Anna paid no attention to the blond boys reaction to her words. It was cruel of her to say such things, but by now the boy had to of been used to it. Why he even decided to start talking to her at the beginning of the year, then continuing to even after her signs of not wanting to socialize, is still a mystery to her, and not one worth solving.

Nick began to speak again, giving Anna the cue that it was now time to ignore him and walk away without another word. However before she even had the time to turn around she heard the voice of a young man behind her.

"And, with all due respect, I sincerely hope you're not
this strident all the time."


She turned so she could match the voice with a face, blinking with only a slight hint of curiosity in her eyes. It barely took her a second to figure out that this was Ashton, the boy selected to be her assistant on the new case. It wasn't that that difficult really. One could even say it was absolutely obvious, that 'one' being Anna. As for the boys bold introduction... She gave him a small smile.

"Ah, straight-forward. I like that."

"Gosh! Don't get so clever, she's not always like that... Just to people who like fun, though. But hopefully, you're just as colorless as your hair... You two should get along fine! Anyways, I guess I should be going now.
It looks like the assistants are arriving. Tootles!"


Anna had turned slightly so she could stare at Nick with an irritated expression as he spoke. When he excused himself she let out a relieved sigh and turned her attention back to the white-haired boy, her small, polite smile returning to her lips.

"You must be Ashton Brooks. Please, call me Anna. It's a pleasure to meet you.", she said with a friendly tone, holding out her right hand to shake his.

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Ashton mentally cursed himself for speaking so bluntly. The sentence sounded lass offensive in his head, he hoped it didn't offend the girl he will be working with. His doubts soon disappeared as Anna spoke. "Ah, straight-forward. I like that." She even smiled. It had seemed that the greeting had upset Nicholas far more than it did Anna.

"Gosh! Don't get so clever, she's not always like that... Just to people who like fun, though. But hopefully, you're just as colourless as your hair... You two should get along fine! Anyways, I guess I should be going now. It looks like the assistants are arriving. Tootles!" The boy's rant surprised him considering the fact that his potentially insulting comment was directed at Iridan who he obviously wasn't the best of friends with. The joke, was that part about his hair even a joke or an insult, well whatever it was, it went over his head. Ashton crooked his head a bit to the left and watched the blond boy leave.

He was now alone with Anna, well not really alone since they were standing in the middle of a courtyard filled with their fellow students, but their attention was directed only at one another. "You must be Ashton Brooks. Please, call me Anna. It's a pleasure to meet you." She held out her hand for a shake but instead of doing so Ashton lifted her hand and kissed it. It wasn't anything special, just what he was thought a gentleman is supposed to do. "The pleasure is all mine, Anna." He said with a genuine smile.

"I think the welcome ceremony for the first years is about to start." He spoke after a short break. "Don't you think we should go, the vice principal might talk more about the disappearance. With at least 300 other students as competition we should use every opportunity to find evidence." By the discussion Anna had with Nick Ashton assumed she would be more than keen on solving the case. His words were spoken with the best intentions but they lacked honesty. He would be happier if the principal just popped up from behind the podium and said it was all a joke but that was highly unlikely.

It's not like he's not going to try it's just that he wasn't as excited about the mystery as the rest of his schoolmates. Ashton is rather good at finding missing things. How much different can it be with finding people?

Ashton took a step in the general direction of the auditorium the ceremony was going to be held in and waited for Iridian to follow or take the lead he was fine with either.

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That....was unexpected.

Instead of returning her gesture for a handshake the white-haired boy instead
took her hand and kissed the top of it. This instantly made Anna feel a little uncomfortable. Not that she didn't appreciate it, she'd just never met anyone who'd even think about doing such a thing. Frankly, none of the boys at her school were brave enough to give it a try, or dumb enough. This boy was a strange one...

"The pleasure is all mine, Anna."

She pulled her hand away and crossed her arms over her chest before turning her eyes away from his smile as he straightened up from leaning to kiss her hand. She wasn't about to admit that she was a little embarrassed, but she was. However Anna was a professional at keeping up her composure, so only someone who was extremely perceptive would possibly be able to spot her discomfort and for some reason she found it a bit hard to believe that Asthon was that good.

"I think the welcome ceremony for the first years is about to start. Don't you think we should go, the vice principal might talk more about the disappearance. With at least 300 other students as competition we should use every opportunity to find evidence."

She moved her eyes back onto him and replied, somewhat apathetically. "Personally I don't really see this as a competition. To be honest missing person cases come off as rather dull to me. The only reason I chose to participate in this one...well I have my own reasons." She gave him a slight smile, letting her arms fall to her sides as she passed him by. "But if this is going to be a competition, I'd rather be the first to cross the finish line."

She couldn't go letting that blonde idiot pass her up, at least. Even if she wasn't entirely interested in this case, she still had her pride as a detective.

The two of them made their way to the auditorium. At first Anna had started in front of Ashton, figuring that she should lead since he probably didn't know his way around the school. As they approached the entrance though, she fell back to walk beside him, however keeping at least a foot of space between them. Anna wasn't really fond of being close to other, both mentally and physically. When they entered, Anna didn't bother sitting down and instead found a mostly clear space along the back wall to lean against. Asthon could sit down if he wanted to, she didn't really care. Her mind was currently on other matters.

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