Hair color: Black
Eyes color: Green
Height: Five foot one
Weight: 110
Age: Twenty
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Jacey Dizzario
A 20 year old orphan/thief who isnt afraid to slit a few throats to get what she needs. 'Daughter' of sorts to Tommy Dizzario,mob boss,and on the run. Black hair down to her waist and intuitive green eyes.
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Gambit's Hotel, 2nd Floor
a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by DreamingForever
Description
Hair color: Black
Eyes color: Green
Height: Five foot one
Weight: 110
Age: Twenty
Personality
Stubborn and childish, Jacey will most likely stick her tongue out at you/punch you in the shoulder when she is commanded. A sarcastic sense of humor leaves her seeming bitter and rather angry inside. She enjoys sticking her nose in other people's business and offering advice, even when it isn't wanted. If you are looking for a pity party, get the hell away. She isn't your therapist and she damn well doesn't want to be.
Equipment
Weapons: Whatever she can steal from your pockets.
History
Jacey was abandon in an Ally-way at the age of four in Chicago, Illinois. A group of thugs attempted to beat and kill the little girl, but hardly got past raising their fists when mob boss Tommy Dizzario stumbled upon them. After scaring away the thugs, he brought the child ‘home’ with him. His fellow mob members didn’t understand why he’d saved her, but Tommy had a plan. He’d train the kid on the ways of the mob and leave someone to take his place after he died. Tommy taught Jacey how to defend herself, how to survive, and most importantly: never trust anyone. Jacey’s first kill was when she was ten years old and from there on she killed constantly. She craved her father’s approval more than anything in the world.
Growing up, Jacey was respected in the mob circle because of her father's position. However, when Tommy died when Jacey was 15, the people she’d seen as family suddenly turned against her because she was officially the new Mob Boss. Rumor around the streets is that the mob is still looking for her all these years later for reasons unknown.
So begins...
Jacey Dizzario's Story
Jacey Dizzario smiled. “It’s nothing important. He grazed me with a knife when I wasn’t paying attention, but I bolted pretty quick.” She raised a hand and pulled down the collar of her dark blue turtleneck, revealing a cut on her pale neck. It wasn’t too deep, but the edges were red and inflamed.
She released the fabric and covered up the scratch. “I had a tank top on and he got the knife around my neck when I wasn’t paying attention.” Jacey shrugged with a tiny grin. “I’ll call you to protect me if needed, but I’m alright for now.” She moved her hand into the turtleneck before pulling out a pocketknife out of her bra. “I’ve got this.”
She released the fabric and covered up the scratch. “I had a tank top on and he got the knife around my neck when I wasn’t paying attention.” Jacey shrugged with a tiny grin. “I’ll call you to protect me if needed, but I’m alright for now.” She moved her hand into the turtleneck before pulling out a pocketknife out of her bra. “I’ve got this.”
Jacey Dizzario nodded slowly. "But... It's hard to hide a gun in my bra, you know." She grinned. "I'm sure he'll catch up with me again, he always does. I have a few scars on my stomach from him taking me by surprise. It really isn’t a turn on to guys when I have scars marring my body. My biggest thing is that I let myself get to comfortable or I let myself get close to people I shouldn’t. I’m too trusting.” Her lips tugged down in a half-frown-half-grimace. “I never learn, either.” She shook her head.
Jacey Dizzario nodded slowly. “I suppose… Will you tell me about Helene?” Her eyes were wide and curious, a tiny smiling playing on her lips. “You’ve mentioned her but I don’t really know anything about her.” Jacey added, running a hand through her dark hair.
Jacey Dizzario shook her head. “No, I mean… Tell me about her. Not what she did, but what she looked like, how she acted.” She lifted her jean-clad legs, putting them on her barstool and wrapping her arms around them. She then rested her chin on the top of her knees, peering up at him with a smile. “I want to know about her, and maybe in the future, about your ex.”
Jacey Dizzario grinned up at him, chin still resting on her knees. “She sounds lovely. Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes… Quite a knockout.” She chuckled quietly. “If you don’t mind me asking, what happened to her? If she was so amazing, why are you here now?” Jacey raised an eyes, confusion clear in her green eyes.
Jacey Dizzario grinned up at him, chin still resting on her knees. “She sounds lovely. Tall, blonde hair, blue eyes… Quite a knockout.” She chuckled quietly. “If you don’t mind me asking, what happened to her? If she was so amazing, why are you here now?” Jacey raised an eyes, confusion clear in her green eyes.
Jacey Dizzario bit her lip for a moment before reaching out and grabbing his much larger hand. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pried into your personal business.” She gave his hand a squeeze before releasing it. “Do you… Do you want to talk about Ireland? You haven’t told me much about her…”
Jacey Dizzario opened her mouth to speak, but was paused when he stood up. "Leave? Because of that idiot?" She rolled her eyes, but stood up as well. "Fine. You keep yourself safe, okay?" She went up onto her tiptoes, pressing her lips to his cheek. "Goodnight." And with that, Jacey turned on her heel and disappeared up the stairs leading to Gambit’s Hotel.
Jacey Dizzario peeked her head around the corner from the top of the stairs. Assessing the fight was over, she bounced down the stairs and across the room to the bar counter. With a happy sigh, she plopped onto her favorite barstool. "At least Gambit's is still standing this time," she muttered with a grin.
Jacey Dizzario turned her body to face the voice of a girl sitting in the stool next to her. Jacey grinned. “Hullo there. Welcome to Gambit’s then, home of the crazies and fights.” She held her small hand out in the universal sign of a handshake. “M’name is Jacey no-last-name. Pleasure to meet you.”
Jacey Dizzario chuckled in response to her words. “Mhm, indeed, Gambit’s has some mighty fine food. It’s worth the fights and nut jobs for a little taste of heaven.” She smiled at the gesture of sharing the food and nodded. “Thank you, I’d love some.” Jacey reached out and plucked up a piece of the pita bread, popping it straight into her mouth. “I’m not a huge fan of hummus,” she murmured out around the food.
After she finished swallowing, she sent Elly a bright smile. “So tell me… Where you from if not from around here? Everyone who lives in Wing City would’a already had seen this place.”
At the sound of a familiar Irish voice, Jacey turned her head slightly to see the form of Kazen crouched over a man, gun out. She bit her lip, quite please he hadn’t been harmed and turned away from the sight. She’d seen enough bloodshed to last her forever; she didn’t need to see anymore. She refocused her attention on the pretty girl in front of her.
After she finished swallowing, she sent Elly a bright smile. “So tell me… Where you from if not from around here? Everyone who lives in Wing City would’a already had seen this place.”
At the sound of a familiar Irish voice, Jacey turned her head slightly to see the form of Kazen crouched over a man, gun out. She bit her lip, quite please he hadn’t been harmed and turned away from the sight. She’d seen enough bloodshed to last her forever; she didn’t need to see anymore. She refocused her attention on the pretty girl in front of her.
Jacey Dizzario nodded, understanding where she was coming from completely. “I’m from Chicago, but I dream of traveling the world. London, Paris, Tokyo…” Her gaze flickered back over to Kazen for a moment before returning to Elly. “I also want to see Ireland,” she added in a near-whisper. At the girl’s next words, she turned a light shade of pink. “I – uh, have a uh – friend over there in the middle of some kind of fight. Or ending it, it would seem.” Jacey let her gaze rest on Kazen again before snapping back to Elly. “I was worried about him.”
Jacey Dizzario wished the damn blush would go away already. The corner of her mouth twitched up into a half smile. “Yeah, a boy,” she muttered with a giggle. “It’s the whole caveman thing. They have to prove they’re top dog and fight for make, and what not. Course, I’ve had a rather violent past, but not just because it’s a pissing contest.” Jacey rolled her eyes, the smile growing larger. “Maybe you and I will travel together, then,” she told Elly with a laugh. “You work on cars? I’m useless when it comes to that stuff, I’m afraid, but I’ve been told I’m good with my hands.” Jacey snickered at her own joke.
"So it would seem! I don't know the difference between a gas tank and an oil filter, but I can show you several different ways to kill a man.” She shrugged, her face remaining neutral. “That’s what my dad taught me and I’m damn good at it.” After a beat she continued on, “So tell me, Elly, what are your plans after Gambit’s? I mean, now that you’ve had the food, will you be staying? I’m renting a room - ” she jerked her thumb up towards the ceiling “ – at Gambit’s Hotel for pretty cheap. The beds suck, the water is sometimes cold, but a room is a room, right?”
Jacey Dizzario raised an eyebrow. “A chef? Well damn… I need to sample some of this famous cooking! I mean, as the first one to welcome you to Gambit’s, I think I deserve it!” She winked, showing that she was joking. “There are a few places around, but Gambit’s is the most popular. That’s where I’d get hired if I were you. Plus, you meet some interesting people.” Jacey shook her head, sending her black hair flying. “I’m glad you’ll be in town. I’d love to see you again after tonight. You’re great company.”
Jacey Dizzario practically beamed at Elly. "Do I like sushi? Elly, I fucking love sushi!” She threw her arms up into the air. “Can you make sushi? I’ll forever be in your debt if you can. I haven’t had good sushi in years…” Jacey laughed loudly, causing a few heads to turn her way. “This is the start of a beautiful friendship.”
Jacey Dizzario hugged Elly back just as tightly. "God, I think I love you. White rice mixed with anything, for me. Seriously, I'll eat any type of sushi you place in front of me.” She paused for a minute before giggling. “Is it sad I’m so excited? I’m fucking going to explode I’m so happy!” Jacey spun her barstool, chuckling all the while.
Jacey Dizzario pouted. "But... I want sushi now," she whined, her shoulders slumping. "My tummy is all growl-y now because of you! Can't we like... break and enter someone's house? I'll hold them at gun point while you cook." She gave Elly an innocent smile.
Jacey Dizzario sighed. "I was kidding... I just really want sushi." She laughed, shaking her head. "I wouldn't get you into trouble if I could help it, Elly. Besides, who says we would'a got caught?" Jacey stuck her tongue out at the other girl, giggling all the while.
Jacey Dizzario smirked, "You can really pick 'em. Just wait until you meet my friend from earlier," she laughed, speaking of Kazen. "He's a troublemaker.” Jacey sat back in her stool, adjusting herself so she was more comfortable. “Yeah, but I'm a ninja so I'd be able to get us both out easy. And if they did happen to capture you, I’d come back and save you.”