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Azalea Lily Watson

"Oh! Oh, dear I am sorry I did't mean to bump into you! Oh no..!"

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a character in “Setting Sun”, as played by AmyGotScared

Description

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General Information
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Azalea Lily Watson

Nicknames

Aza

Gender

Female

Age

16, nearly 17

Romantic Interest

"Crush?! What, oh no no I wouldn't say, I have to uhm go now I'm sorry, bye!"

Sexuality

Heterosexual

Class

Special (Hey she's clumsy, not dumb)

Role

The Clumsy Girl
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Appearence
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Hair

Short, Vibrant red hair

Eye color

Vivid amber eyes

Height & Weight

5'3 106 lbs.

Detailed

Azalea is very petite and frail looking, standing at a small height. Her hair is a superbly vibrant red that anyone could see from a distance, to her dismay. Her eyes a a shocking amber, that are bright eyed and wide. She has a very soft featured, pale face that always seemed welcoming behind its shy shield. Even if she is shy, that doesn't mean she won't give you a smile, no matter how sheepish it is. Often of times you might see little bumps and bruises on her arms or legs, but that's just to be expected.



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Inner Self
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Personality


Azalea is someone you would say has.. two left feet? She will trip down any stair well as if a curse, and will fumble with anything in her hands, often more then not flinging pencils at poor passer byes. This also causes her to be very apologetic to those she bumps right into. The only thing that she seems to be able to do write in play piano, sing and write her songs. She doesn't mean to be this way, but her logic is when she was born it must have been a stormy day, and the gods blame her and bestowed this fowl curse onto the young girl. Yeah, that must be it.

This all also leads her to her awkwardness. It's almost impossible to have heard that no one has seen her blush in embarrassment before, and she not only fumbles with her actions, but with her words to. She squeaks a lot and shakes her head, constantly correcting her odd wording. She's also quite the shy lamb, barley having more then one friend. She keeps her eyes onto her shuffling feet, and slips by like a thin piece of paper between others. She also tends to grab onto her friends sweaters and move slightly behind them if they are talking to others, averting her eyes down as if a small child would.

Despite all of this, Aza is barely afraid of anything. Well almost anything, she have mini panic attacks around huge dogs that look like they want to eat her face, and lightening. But she is brave, and despite her awkward shyness, will stand up for her friends!


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Likes

+Apples
+ Piano
+ Singing
+ Guitar
+ Friends (the little she has)
+ Nature
+ Sunsets
Dislikes

- Darkness
- Small Spaces
- Stairs
- Hazardous things
- Bullies
- Liars and Secrets
- Water
- Scared of big dogs



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A Little More Facts
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History


Azalea has had an odd childhood. As a kid she had many broken bones living in the city, in which made her quite the danger to herself, so her mother and father sent her to live with her grandmother in the country where grass surrounded the place as a soft blanket fro the tiny re head to fall onto. She loves her grandma more then anything, and would often spend most days at the piano singing with her elder. Her grandmother used to be a singer, quite a famous one too in her day, and it brought warmth to the tiny girls heart.

Not long ago, her grandmother had an unfortunate passing so Aza had to go back home to her mother and father, now a little less clumsy then she was when the little girl left. hen she arrived in high school, everyone seemed to already have friends and she felt a little pushed out, and this caused her to have her shy tendency around others. She misses her grandmother terribly, ad thinks of her in every song she writes. Her piano and songs are her escape, and reminds her back of the country.


Other

~ If you catch her singing she will be gone in a flash probably hiding under a table in embarrassment.
~ The one sign that Azalea is truly comfortable around you, is if she grabbed your shirt to steady herself, or hid behind you.
~ Don't talk to her when she's going down steps. That's super concentration time.


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Haruka Nanami


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So begins...

Azalea Lily Watson's Story

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The alarm of Azalea's phone rang her to the point of slipping out of her dreams, and promptly falling out of her bed, landing on a floor in the cocoon of her baby blue comforter. "Oww..." She mumbled a bit, wriggling herself out of the tightly enclose blanket around herself. Practically crawling over to her dresser, she reached up to grab her tiny cell phone, and shut off her alarm that went off every morning at 7:30. Standing up, she stretched her arms out, and squeaked a small "Oww!" once more, looking at the small bruised that had formed on her elbow. She had barley any more reaction time to it, as she heard her mother call to her "Hun? You okay? Did you fall out of bed again?" Aza blushed to herself, and called back in her regular sheepish tone, "Yeah, But I'm fine, please don't worry!"

Opening up her drawers, she took out her regular school clothes, and changed her pyjamas out for them. Racing into the bathroom, just avoiding hitting her shoulder in the door frame, she quickly brushed through her knotted vibrantly red hair. When she felt satisfied with its smoothness, she slipped into the kitchen area, grabbing an apple, and biting into it smalley. She continued to much on it for awhile, her odd amber eyes scanning around the familiar kitchen. When she finished her small morning breakfast down to its core, she through it out, and grabbed her black school messenger bag, ready to leave for the high school that she still felt rather unfamiliar with.

"Bye!" She called back to her mom, her dad already having left for work. As she closed her door behind her, and stepped onto the side walk, she could't help but smile being outdoors in the morning. It wasn't the same nature feel as when she lived in the country with grandma, but it was still trees, and fresh air in hich she often found herself craving when stuffed in doors.

Continuing down the cracked cement side walk, she felt calm for once, happy that she had only had one unfortunate clumsy act this morning. That really was, until she heard a loud bark and grumble from behind her. Glancing over with a surprised look in her wide eyes, she came face to face, well, face to face with a chain link fence between them, a snarly, drooling big ol' dog. Aza covered her mouth to keep a small squeak of fear escape her light pink lips, but as the dog barked and snarled again, she continued on running now to school. She ran and ran, being that big dogs was one of the two things she feared most, but her trip came to an abrupt stop as her shoe got caught on one of the cracks in the stone, and she stumbled down, falling on her knees. Looking down, it scrapped through her tights, and she noticed small blood welling up where she scrapped it. Huffing, she mumbled to herself. "And I was doing so well.." Before getting up, and partly limping the rest of the five minutes to the school.

Walking into the doors, she quickly made her way to her class room, and sat down, partly awkwardly avoiding ye contact with her classmates as she limped on through. Smoothing her pleated skirt down as she sat, she opened her bag and pulled out a band aid, placing it over the small cut that showed through her now ripped tights.

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"Oh dear." Azalea mumbled to herself. It seemed the band aid was just not going to stick over the slightly dirty scrap. Rising from her chair, she slipped out of her classroom before Logan entered, and made her way down the hall to the nurse's room. With a small knock on the door, she peeked her head in and asked, "Hello?" In a small voice. Noticing the smiling face of the brunette nurse sitting in her chair, she smiled a small smile, and walked in, sitting down across from her.

"What can I do for you, Azalea?" She questioned, looking her up and down from behind her glasses ultimately trying to find the hurt spot. It seemed the whole nursing staff knew her well at this point. "You see, I was on the side walk and I tripped..." Aza said a bit sheepishly, blushing at the end. The nurse nodded, and took a quick look at her knee, moving it around. "I can fix it quick!" She smiled, almost a motherly tone to her soft voice. Aza smiled, and nodded "Thank you so much!" She laughed extremely grateful.

She watched as the nurse proceeded to grab some cleaner in which would clean all the dirt out and stop infection. It also really stung, but Aza was a bit used to it by now. The nurse continued by wetting a cotton ball down with it, and gently cleaning Azas misfortunate scrape. Placing a bandaid over it that was a little bigger then the one she tried to stick on, she was done.

Hopping off of the chair, she wriggle her leg around a bit just getting used to the feeling of the band aid. Smiling up at the nurse, the small girl said "Thank you!" Once more, before heading out the door.

Azalea did't really feel like going back to the classroom quite yet, as she would really just be sitting there head down on her desk. So, like most mornings, she made her way carefully down the steps onto the other floor, and into one of the music rooms that many didn't use any more. Sitting down at the single piano in there, she smiled, and began playing one of the songs her and her grandma wrote not long before her passing, and she hummed along with it.

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Sitting quietly staring at his book, Logan stayed silent emmersed into the pages of the book. His surroundings did not occur to him untill his eyes brushed on Azaleas desk. She was not there. This wasn't unusual, Logan knew more about her habits than he dare to say. Glancing at the clock he saw the time ticking closer untill the bell would ring. Although He was aware of Azaleas absence each morning, often he woudl catch site of her hurrying off to an unknown location. Logan never followed her of course, this would be rude and impolite but despite this, he couldn't help feeling intrigued. With out a s3cond thought he rose from his desk, grasped his back and made his way out of the classroom.
It came as a shock as he found himself in the corridor, afterall he had more studying to do. With out questioning himself for a second time, he strode casually to the nurses office knocking before entering. This was a good place to start, Azalea was here more often than once.
"Pardon me, has Azeala visited here?" Logan asked the nurse in his politest tone.
"She left a few moments ago Logan." The nurse replied with a smile. Every member of staff knew the polite hardworker. "But-" she added. "I believe she went to the floor below."
"Thank you." He smiled with a polie nod before drifting out of the room and making a rushed advance down the steps.
Before long Logan searched the classrooms of the floor but Azalea could not be found. Before long he found himself standing outside the music rooms. The sound of the piano and the pleasant humming warmed Logan to the core. He stared out of the corridor window only to see a blurred mass outside. Logan had been wearing his glasses, but he felt no need to take them off.

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Azalea seemed entranced in her own song, and didn’t realize that classes were going to be starting soon. As she finished up, she felt like she needed to rush a bit to get up stairs, but didn’t want to end up hurting herself again. So, she decided it was better to be a little late then having to sit in the nurse’s office all day with a broken arm because she fell down the stairs.

Walking out of the room, she glanced out of the glass windows that where placed along the walls, and stared outside, probably a bad idea as she would have walked right into someone if anyone else was in the hall. As she approached the stairs, she took her time like most days, and felt the tiniest bit accomplished and happy when she made it up without a scratch or bruise. Then again, currently she did have a scratch and a bruise, but it wasn’t because of the staircase, so it as ok.

Making her way back into the classroom, her amber eyes caught sight of Logan and she smiled. Logan had always really been one of the people in the school that she felt comfortable around, her crippling shyness stopped at him. She saw he was talking to Rowan and Eira, other friends of his. She debated whether or not to go up and say hi, as she did know them and she wasn’t as shy around the other two, but it was still a push. She wasn’t one to generally go up herself to talk to people unless it was someone she knew and felt a bit comfortable with as it is, but she wasn’t rude so if you came up and talked to her she wasn’t going to flee away.

Braving herself up a bit, she did end up walking up to the three, but slightly stood behind Logan as it was. “Morning!” She said cheerfully with a kind smile, all the while thinking Was that too happy? Oh gosh, what if my smile looked weird... Yeah, but now her awkward worried side was shinning through, and after those thoughts she became worried her concern was showing on her face afterwards. It wasn't, but Aza would continue worrying it was.

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Eira turned around when she noticed that Rowan had entered the classroom, of course it was easy to notice that he had made an entrance due to his announcement as soon as he had came in, he had quite a big smile. Eira supposed that he was in a particularly good mood. She watched as he took a seat. Eira felt comfortable around him, and a few of the other students, it was nice to be in an environment where everyone was nice and she felt that she was finally making some close friends. "It was okay I guess," Eira shrugged. She wasn't a stranger to his jokes, so when he turned around and said "Did you dream about me?" With that grin of his, Eira wasn't phased at all.

"Why would I dream about you of all people?" She responded, raising a brow.

Just shortly after that was when Logan took a seat nearby and greeted them. She gave him a gentle nod of her head as she drummed her fingers on the wooden desk. "Was okay," she answered his question. Eira went silent for a moment before she caught sight of one of the other girls approached. She had to think about her name for a moment, Eira wasn't the best at knowing who everyone was. It was Azalea or something? Eira thought as hard as she could, it would be embarrassing to greet someone with the wrong name.

"Morning, Azalea," she answered, staring at the other girl. However, she wasn't quite sure what to say after that, but she felt satisfied with her efforts to acknowledge the prescience of Azalea.

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Logan turn and jumped with suprise to see Azalea who he gave the biggest smile. "Hello Azalea!" He replied in the same cheery tone, maintaining his carong smile. "How are you? I heard you had to go to the nurses office?" Logan questioned with concern in his voice. He paused and questioned himself was that something creepy to say? he thought, the concern for Azalea now paired with the worry of looking odd. Logan gave an awkward smile and rubbed the back of his neck. "I-I was passing by the nurses office you see." He said with a reasuring smile, only as to not appear like a common stalker. The feeling of nausea pitted in his stomach, he always felt nervous around Azalea, but his calm demeanor always his his true feelings.

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Logan jolted forward almost falling into Azalea. With quick action he managed to find his balance and remain stood before turning round to see Ari collecting her books from the floor. Logan vigorously shook his hands. "No, no I'm sorry!" He replied whilst bending down to help Ari pick up her books from the floor. "I hope you're not hurt!" He asked with concern staring at Ari as he handed over the few books he had picked up. Logan rarely spoke to Ari, she was a very secluded person after all always listening to her music, but he had always wished to say hello. Making friends was an achievement for Logan which he enjoyed most.

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Ari blushed and shook her head.
"I-it was my fault. I'm fine. Thank you"
She spoke in her soft voice. She smiled as he handed her a few books and nodded her thanks. She sighed to herself, eying the abandoned theatre classroom down the hallway. Byt she didn't want Logan and Azalea finding out about it.. What if they stole it from her? She stood there awkwardly for a few seconds, in a mental battle with herself.

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Azalea giggled a bit and smiled a bit more at his equally happy greeting, and her nervousness just seemed to ease out. Blinking her wide eyes at his question, so gave a small sheepish laugh, Glancing down at her shoes as her cheeks flushed a rosy pink, "I just took a little tumble walking to School." She said Glancing back up to him, waving her hands a bit frantically . "But don't worry! I'm fine, just got a bit if a scrape on my knee." she said, a small sheepish laugh escaping again. Aza, you're the least cool person I know. she thought to herself. She always found herself relying a bit on Logan at times, but she felt bad doing so, especially because she had a small crush on him. Of course she could never act on it, she probably would fall flat on her face. Literally.

Glancing over as Ari bumped a bit into Logan, she saw him almost tumble into her, and so by instinct she closed her eyes tightly, and, lightly, grasped onto Logan shirt expecting him to bump into her sending the clumsy girl to tumble down onto the floor. But, opening her eyes after a few seconds, she was glad to see herself still upright and in once peice, so she let loose her tiny grasp on his shirt that she didn't realize she had.

Glancing down at the girl who seemed almost as shy as Aza herself, she asked in a spur of concern, "Are you sure you're okay Ari..? I have bandaids if you got a scrape." she asked, compasion for the stumble showing in her amber eyes. She didn't know if Ari hurt herself or not, but she knew if that had been herself, she might have a bump or bruise.

Glancing back up at Logan, she gave a small smile and said, "You're never late." It was meant as a compliment, Logan was just an overall really nice person, and was so friendly to everyone. Azalea really admired those qualities. Looking down a bit, so said "Oh no..." as she noticed some wrinkles in logans shirt from her tiny grasp, "I'm really sorry, Logan, I've gone and wrinkled your shirt" she said glancing down apologetically.

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Letting out a calming sigh Logan gave Azalea a warm smile. She was such a clumsy girl, he worried the day would come when an ambulance would pull up to the schoo gates. Logan was studying to be a doctor, but he didn't want to put his knowledge to the test just yet and nor did he want Azalea to be hurt. "I'm glad it's nothing serious. " He said with a relieved tone, unconciously rubbing the back of his neck which he often did when he was nervous. It was almost like a nervous tic that relieved his stress.

After the incident with Ari Logan gave her a nod of the head and turned his attention back to Azalea. "Being on time is polite." He smiled before childishly sticking out his tongue at her. Logan was polite and honest but he certainly wasn't dull, well, not always. Other than Rowan, there was no one else Logan could truly be himself with, since everyone else saw the hardworking student he always strived to be but he knew Azalea saw through that.

The sensation of Azalea pulling on his shirt had not bothered logan. More than once he had been a leaning post for her, even catching her when the time needed. His eyes drifted down to the creases. "Don't worry Azalea," logan said in a soothing tone. "It's only a shirt, besides I'd rather you keep your balance than worry about a straight shirt." He smiled with a slight chuckle as he tucked in his shirt where it had puckered. Azalea was odd, but in good way. Logan had liked her from the first time she tripped into his path, finding her interesting and ever so funny.

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Character Portrait: Azalea Lily Watson Character Portrait: Ari Hale Character Portrait: Alto Skyefield Character Portrait: Rowan Yusaki Character Portrait: Akemi Fujioka Character Portrait: Shura Xun Character Portrait: Setsuna Ohara Character Portrait: Haruki Shinobu Character Portrait: Andrew Lucas Character Portrait: Eira Adler Character Portrait: Kazeya Nobuyuki Character Portrait: Menma Mobuchii
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"As you wish." Andrew said, crossing his arms behind his back and following the girl out of the garden. After they went their separate ways Andrew began to climb the spiral stair case to the third floor. Once there the causal walked down the hallway to his home room and waved at everyone as he entered the room.

"Hello everyone. It's all very pleasing to see you all again." He said in his usual calm tone. Andrew moved to and empty seat and sat down, setting his school bag next to him and the desk. He leaned back in the chair and placed his hands behind his head. He let his head drop back and looked up at the ceiling. letting out a blissful sigh and closing his eyes. He was happy anywhere that wasn't where his mother was. School was more his home than anywhere else.