Will tomorrow ever come? Will I make it through the night?
Will there ever be a place for the broken in the light?
Am I hurting? Am I sad? Should I stay, or should I go?
I've forgotten how to tell. Did I ever even know?
Linnet Enola Mallory
Gender:
Female
Age:
Approximately 20 years of age.
Height:
5'4
Weight:
109
Appearance: Linnet is rather slight and unimposing. She has never had much weight on her frame, and that has not changed much. Her long hair is a light, almost platinum blond. Though she attempts to keep it back, either in a bun or braid, it's wispy, wavy nature means that there will always be small tendrils that will escape, giving her a slightly wild appearance.
Though it is not apparent from a distance, Linnet's eyes are different colors. One is a light brown while the other reflects a pale blue. Due to whatever similarities there are in these pale colors, the difference is often overlooked. Still, when they catch the light or flash in anger, the difference is readily apparent. This has given more than one person pause, and it has been a feature that often caused her difficulties in the past.
Though Linnie is slight, she is well used to hard labor; accordingly, she has a surprising, wiry strength. Still, where the small girl might have difficulties with overpowering someone, she is rather fast. She has become rather skilled at fleeing at the first sign of danger, or reacting quickly when necessary; of course, the former is often more likely. She is often seen in dark-colored dresses, but always wears a white apron with a wide sash.
Her odd eyes are almost always clouded with a look of nervousness. It does not take much to make her jittery, and she is not much good at staying still. Her hands are often fidgeting, looking for some way to expel the nervous tension so often held in her small frame, and her actions often show her hesitancy. Still, she is mostly silent, and can move about with considerable stealth. As long as she does not stumble into something, the girl can often go unnoticed for long periods of time.
Personality: Linnet has always been a rather hesitant creature and her situation has not changed that. She would much rather duck back and observe than get caught up in the middle of things. She is more likely to run than fight. Though she is not without some measure of compassion and kindness, that aspect of her personality has been forced down for quite some time. More dominant is the distrusting way she treats everyone. Well, almost everyone.
Linnet, in general, is as jumpy and skittish as a wild horse. It should not be surprising, then, that Linnie is a woman of few words. She would much rather watch and observe than add to the conversation. Even with this, if there is nothing vital or interesting to her, she is highly likely to simply walk away and let things take their course. She is more used to using indirect rather than confrontational methods, and more likely to meddle and hide away than directly start something. She is often rather pensive and analytical and is used to thinking on her feet, spur of the moment.
Linnie is very expressive, and it can be as easy to read her emotions as an open book. When she is frightened, her entire being seems to radiate that fact. When sad or upset, there can be little question about her mindset. When angered, the tension of her body and flash of her odd eyes should give plentiful warning to those willing to pay heed. Still, beyond these broad, often overwhelming emotions, it can be difficult to tell exactly what is going on in her mind. Over time, she has become more skilled at using her plainly revealed emotions in a more deceptive manner. Due to the seeming openness of her nature, it is not hard to trust the girl, though it is unlikely for her to return that trust.
Though she is not confrontational by nature, her main aim is survival. Linnet will defend herself fiercely, and this brings out a rather intimidating part of herself that few have seen. Her determination is fiery and her actions often end up rather drastic. Even the simple look in her eye and tension of her form have caused those seeking to harm her to hesitate or back down.
Linnet hates being touched. James is the only person she will willingly allow to contact her, and even then, she will get jittery and nervous over time. There is no better way to get Linnie worked up that to get too touchy with her.
Other: Linnet has a rather pronounced Cockney accent, which makes it readily apparent that she has had little education.
Short history: Linnet's beginnings were far from happy. At birth, her mother died from complications, leaving the babe alone with only her father. It was not long before her father turned to drink to drown out his sorrows. It was only luck that allowed her to survive her short childhood, and she quickly learned to fend for herself. Still, her father was a rather abusive, if clingy, drunk. Thus, Linnet's revulsion to being touched. She always did her best to avoid the man, especially when he was inebriated. Her short life took a turn when she was fourteen and her father came home in a particularly nasty mood. Though she hid, her father found her and began beating her harshly. She ended up getting a hold of a cast iron skillet and beat the man until he was senseless, then ran off.
There was, obviously, no way she could stay there, and so she eventually made her way to a decent sized town further south. She was able to get some work here and there, just enough to keep her fed, but not enough to have a place to live other than the streets. No one was foolhardy enough to take her in either, not with her strong accent and ill-educated ways. In a way, Drake Steward was the first to take her in, though it was only as a player in his death game. Through the happenings of the game, all but Linnet were killed off within a couple days. Since then, she has been captive in Drake's household, stuck between her deep affection for James and her similarly deep hatred for Drake.