"I'm telling my father!"
Elise is spoiled. She is quite the bold leader. When trying to understand things, her lips will usually pucker, eyes-brows frowning, and her eyes darting all about the room as though the answer is hidden somewhere in the nooks. She secretly has a funny and caring side but would prefer watch; seeing no point in getting mixed up with the details of others, and instead leaving to do her own thing. She’s not a lazy person –not at all-, she just prefers to watch and observe and learn. Elise would much rather be dancing or playing her beloved violin, but that’s not always possible. She is very hard on herself, pushing for perfection; struggling for it. Apart from being insanely dedicated and secretly funny, she is also a listener, a shoulder when need be. Once her mind is set, there is nothing and no one on the planet that can get her to change it.
When sitting alone, Elise sometimes practices her violin, even when she doesn’t have it. Her eyes can pierce. At least that’s what she’s been told. Because she’s so focused on figuring a person out, she tends to scare them because of her hard stare. It can’t be helped; however, she has always been that way.
Strengths:
Strong willed
Intelligent/quick-witted
Caring
Learner
Weakness:
Sometimes very gullible
Feelings are easily hurt
Usually, she carries with her a bright orange rape whistle and a small bottle of paper spray. She had no intentions of dying without a fight.
Elise was the last of three; two boys and one girl. Her father was a wealthy and stern businessman; her mother- a sweet and caring stay at home mom. She enjoyed her life, basked in the love and affection her family pampered her with and what she returned to them all. Daddy’s little princess, Elise was put in ballet, and chose the violin as her instrument while her brothers learned the family business. She was catered to, given everything and anything she could ever think of, and that suited her just fine. Her brothers protected their little sister always.
Then it all changed. One night, six months before her seventeenth birthday, Elise heard her father and brothers in her father’s office, whispering viscously. Then one day, her father set her down, telling her she would be going to his uncle's home –who was an ex marine- to stay. Confused, Elise screamed and pouted for answers. But she got none. What she didn't know was that her father was a dealer, and because he was largely in debt, those above him resulted in taking his only daughter as payment. So she was forced to live with her great uncle and hide at hishouse, leaving her brothers, her parents, and her life behind.
To Elise’s surprise, however, unlike her father, her great uncle did not find her to be a princess in any way. Sending her to public school, pushing her to perfect her violin and dance, he would except nothing less.
Now at the tender age of nineteen, Elise is ready to go home.
She had snuck out of her uncle's home, hopped on a train, and was ready to see her family again. Sleep taking over, Elise decided she would take nap. And that's the last thing she remembers.