GiannaMarigold
♞♘Crashing, clanging, abrupt piano steps up the scale… And laughter.♘♞
♞ Andrey Vinogarov - Aequilibrium ♘ Cosmo Sheldrake- Rich ♞ Shawn James - Curse of The Fold ♘
Age: 16
Enrollment: Night Class
Year: Second
Extracurricular: “I dance in my free time!”
Zodiac: Aries
Desire: Chaos
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Power: Photokinesis - Light manipulation and generation
hunter weapon: “Such ghastly things!”
Greatest talent: Dancing; Capoeira specifically
The first thing you notice: Golden eyes.
appearance:
Gianna is a pretty, if somewhat extreme looking individual. Often found wearing business-style suits of black, white, and unnecessarily bright gold, she is one unto herself and herself alone. Sometimes she can even be found in dresses that make no true fashionable sense, unless it makes sense to her. Gianna stands at a solid Five feet and eight inches tall. She looks to perhaps be 166 pounds heavy, or light if you want to be polite. Her face is often pulled into a mischief maker's smile, and her eerily golden, glowing, eyes bring to mind images of a cat. A cat with a bird caught in its' claws. She is perhaps darker in skin than the other students thus far, but nonetheless makes herself well known as best she can. To call her flashy would be... Perhaps... Too subtle of a word.
"This academy will KNOW me by the end of this year. I am the most beautiful canary, and they MUST hear me sing. And see me dance."
Gianna is highly excitable, prone to outbursts of rapid signs and fervent giggling, laughing or the like. She can be seen as kind, but she DOES have a penchant for chaos of a degree that can only be considered; unpredictable.
Ghosts:
Fear the dark and the enclosed spaces. Gianna wouldn't be found alive OR DEAD, shoved into a locker or locked into the janitors closet. Absolutely not. Her claustrophobia and fear of the dark are so great, she even chooses to step into the sunlight! When she can, at least. The pain is worth the feeling of warmth on her skin, and the knowing that the only darkness is the shadows cast.
Saving grace:
Per. Sis. Tent.
Achilles' heel: Chaotic Mind, No Focus
Likes
Pastries ♥ The Sun ♥ Dancing, especially Capoeira ♥ Causing Chaos
Dislikes:
Dark Spaces ♦ Sour Candy ♦ Boring People ♦ Being trapped
What do you want to know? How she became deaf? What drew her to the Academy? What caused her to be such an excitable creature? How she can bend the light and create dazzling displays of iridescent illumination? Hah! No. You don't get to know that right off that bat! Well you do, but you don't. She had always been a friendly, excited and 'reckless' thing. She got into and out of trouble as swiftly as a falcon diving after prey. Her mother and father hardly knew what to do with her, and aristocracy never handles 'unpredictability' well. Then there was the whole war of succession thing, and oh wow. Now she's here, at Cross Academy. With a new chance for new friends, new enemies, and all of the fun. What more could she ever want. Other than to hear the voices around her.
Her past is unimportant to her, beyond a few secret things here and there. Her family beyond her father hardly wants anything to do with her NOW, and even then, its only out of obligation that he does. Which means and does nothing for Gianna really. She had learned how to be independent long before arriving at Cross Academy. There was nothing to do about it now! Disowned and unwanted beyond what she could maybe bring to the Marigold family. HAH!
To hell with them. To hell with losing her money if she ever did, she would make it through this world her own way! And if that involved setting the means of transport her father had given her to arrive at Cross Academy ablaze... Well.
Here she was.
darkest secret
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