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Elise Kaya Mauvie.

"A life without commitment just seems easier..."

0 · 527 views · located in Ashwick Village.

a character in “Where there is love...”, originally authored by RawkFist, as played by RolePlayGateway

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"But...a life without commitment just seems so much easier."



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Full name:
Elisa Kaya Mauvie.

Preferred nicknames:
Eli, Kaya, Ellie and El.

Age:
Twenty.

Gender:
Female.

Sexual preference:
She swings both ways.

Nationality:
Filipino, African American and Mexican.

Relationship status:
Single, and she intends to stay that way.

Occupation:
I guess you could call her a stripper.
She goes by many different names.



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Likes:
The fearlessness that comes with drinking.
Sexual intercourse, mainly with women.
Her occupation as she does take it fairly seriously.
Having money put in her pocket.

Dislikes:
The idea of commitment.
Hangovers.
Waking up and not knowing what happened the previous night.
Embarrassing stories of her past.

Fears:
That her excessive drinking and sexual activities will result badly for her in some way or other.
Being taken advantage of.
Gaining weight and losing her figure.
Bugs; pretty much anything that flies, crawls or makes a buzzing sound.

Habits:
Tutting when she is dissatisfied or angry.
Running her hands through her hair and sighing in the same moment.
Narrowing her eyes playfully.
Giggling or laughing loudly at innuendos, seemingly at the least appropriate times.

Quirks:
This will not be the first 'friends with benefits' relationship she's been in.
She relies on her 'inner self' to make her decisions, even though her inner self is merely just a twisted version of herself and will rarely ever tell her to do something appropriate.
She shivers a lot, even when she's not cold...

Image Flaws:
The alcohol makes her flirtatious and whilst like that she'll screw anyone with a pulse.
She has a hatred for commitment due to her distrust in both men and women.

Thoughts on love:
To her, there's no such thing as love, only lust. She builds her relationship off of sexual tension rather than whether or not she actually likes the other person. She tells her friends that she loves them but she doesn't necessarily mean 'love'. Because of this, she's never had a proper boyfriend/girlfriend, only 'fuck buddies' or 'friends with benefits', sometimes having more than one at a time.

General personality:
We'll start of simple. In short, she's a drunken slut with an attitude and a hatred for love. God forbid should you ever talk to her about forming a relationship because she'd most likely just laugh in your face and walk away. She's very blunt in this sense; if she doesn't like you she won't hold her tongue, she'll tell you straight up though she's not entirely a bitch because she can be kind if you appeal to her better nature, which is rare. The only person she can relate to in some way is Nikita and so she's the only person Elise would feel comfortable talking to about certain aspects of her life. Sure, they're not the closest friends in the world but at the end of the day, Elise is there for her and she hopes that Nikita feels the same way.

Her distrust for other people and her disliking for commitment was not caused by personal experiences or things she has seen anyone close to her experience; she doesn't like relationships because she hates jealousy and being tied down by her partner. She wants to be wild, drink and live life free with a new sexual partner each night because that's just who she is. She doesn't have a dramatic back story that makes her act this way, it's simply just a case of growing up around the wrong crowds and in an area that wasn't particularly middle-class but not a slum either.

Elise's mother was also a stripper but again, that's not why she decided to become one herself. She enjoys the look of pleasure on a man or woman's face when she strips off her clothes and... other things. She goes by many names in this profession, some of which being 'hooker' or 'whore', but they're wrong. She prefers to go to bars and pick up people, not have to be paid for her 'services'. While she is a sex-crazed freak in some sense, she has a little more self-respect and pride than that. The only reason she became a stripper is to tease people due to her natural playful nature.



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Height:
173cm – 5'8".

Weight:
55kg – 120lbs.

Eyes:
Chocolate-brown.

Hair:
Chocolate-brown.

Complexion:
Olive.

Figure:
Slim with some curves.

Posture:
Straight, both when standing and sitting.

Distinct markings:
She doesn't have any extremely noticeable scars that are bad enough to be noticed at first glance and right now she doesn't have any tattoos but she's hoping to get one soon.

Piercings:
A belly button piercing but that's pretty much it.



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So begins...

Elise Kaya Mauvie.'s Story

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Grayson looked up some with a bright smile plastered on his expression. He stared out into the forest, taking in every aspect of his surroundings. The Winter was probably his favourite time of the year because of how beautiful the areas in and surrounding the town could be. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and just like that, any magical feeling surrounding him was completely sucked dry. A small frown crept onto his face and caused his brows to lower considerably. He pulled the phone from his pocket and decided to take the call. It was from his mother anyway and she'd probably have a heart attack if he started ignoring her; she was over-protective that way.

"Hello," he said, his voice just as cheery as his previous expression. "Dear God, child, where the hell have you been? I've been worried sick!" she exclaimed, causing him to move the phone away from his ear some as she screamed on at him as per usual. "Okay... Well-... Yeah, okay, I'll be home soon." He lowered the phone with a small sigh before placing it back in his pocket. So much for spending his day outside; his mother was requesting him home for dinner...

His mother was waiting in the hallway for him when he got home and before he could remove his thick coat, scarf and hat she wrapped her arms around him. He rolled his eyes. "Seriously... I do this every day, what's your problem?" he muttered and she shot him a look that said 'did you honestly just ask me that?' Almost instantly afterwards, he regretted asking. It was a sensitive topic for both of them. "...Nope," he whispered to himself, before closing his eyes some. It was a terrible habit of his. "When's dinner then?" he asked and his mother turned her head towards the kitchen. "Soon."



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Elise pulled up outside of the surprisingly small motel in the car she had rented for her stay in Ashwick. Just driving through the town itself, she could tell it was a small little area, but she absolutely refused to walk around in the snow all of the time so a Volkswagen Beetle seemed like her best option. Plus, she'd underestimated just how cold it was going to be in this place, and so she hadn't necessarily packed the best Winter gear. A few jackets, boots and scarves but even with all of that she'd still be freezing to death outside. With a sigh she stepped out of her vehicle, only to be greeted by an extremely cheery-looking young male. Elise couldn't help but smile as he offered to take her luggage and carried it inside as she locked her car door and followed him in.

Once inside, she was lead to a desk. Sat behind it was a rather unenthusiastic woman with hair light red hair tied back scruffily. She looked up at Elise without lifting her head and let out a sigh. "Can I ask your name?" she asked, her voice monotonous. "Elise... Mauvie," Elise replied and the woman nodded her head some, before standing and retrieving one of the keys from the very few pegs on the wall behind her. She then passed the key to Elise and sat back down, her head lowering again as if her attention had been drawn again to the newspaper lay on her desk.

"If you'll follow me, Elise," spoke the boy who had retrieved her luggage and without another word, she followed him up the stairs, down the hall and then into the first room on the right of the hallway.

The room itself looked amazing, coloured in mainly greys, whites and blacks. The furniture was fairly simple; a desk, bed, wardrobe, bedside table and a door on one side of the room which seemingly lead to her own private bathroom. She loved it already and knew that after three whole months she probably wouldn't want to leave. Her own bedroom at home was nowhere near as beautiful as this one, but then again she couldn't necessarily afford the greatest things with the wages she earned from stripping off her clothes.

When the clothes she'd brought had been packed away properly, she shoved her suitcase underneath the bed and walked back downstairs to see if any of her friends had arrived yet.