J A N G N A O M I, H O T A R U
Let's go back to where there was such thing as an innocent little girl, Naomi. Back then, she never had time for friends or playing outdoors by her lonesome, she was what we would call a "Prodigy in training". Her parents were always pestering her to learn the piano, of course, than never lasted long because she had no heart for it, no love, or even a liking. This child's innocent was short lived, ending quite quickly at the age of nine.
From abuse of belts and rulers, to whips and chains. She was adopted into a different family, away from her brother Woo. She wasn't taught her Ps and Qs, or how to count or to take the bus home from school. There wasn't any schooling, unless you'd consider the constant training with guns, gases and stilettos homework. Instead of using brainwork for solving problems, it was seduce and kill that seemed to resolve the problem quickly. Instead of a prodigy, she was the secret weapon.
The child was formed into a beautiful, attractive assassin. Around the age of fourteen, she had already sought and conquered several people, killing them without any sign of life. Age sixteen, she bought herself a special mark. A tattoo that would represent her middle name, Hotaru, which meant Firefly. One of the three fireflies is painted red, for how she stood out like some folks call, a sore thumb. Joe Hong, the man who had adopted her, he quite enjoyed calling her, his little Firefly.
However, let's get passed the past, and to just a few years ago, when she first stepped foot in Virginia. Naomi found her brother after some time, and tried to develop a special relationship, while still working as an assassin. While there, she was assigned to work along side the country folk, specifically a country man, a cowboy. Trent McGarden. Now this Korean only had the idea of harmless flirting, nothing else. But the flirting lead to drinks and one thing lead to another, and that thing lead to falling in love.
Alike most of the other occupants in Virginia, she faced a bit of challenges. One including kidnapping of her person. She was taken by a man, Matt Oliver, one who called himself a skilled thief, when he was really just an amateur. He kept Naomi for herself, had advanced and well, Naomi was hurt rather badly. Unfortunately, after said event, her brother thought that time away from Virginia was best, and sent her home. After some time, elder woman had found out about Naomi's mishap and the result of it all. A pregnancy.
There was a law against it, for she was unmarried and the father was not present. Naomi was sedated, kept from waking up as they handled the result, solving the problem right away. Now, a broken heart and a scar was the result of her mishaps.
Currently, Naomi is back in Virginia, in hopes to start a new... but to reignite an old flame. Trent. Oh how she missed him..
S C A R S
There are minor scars along Naomi's body. A few behind the shoulder, flesh wounds from a few assignments that were found more difficult than easy. Some scarred tissues from punishments growing up. There is a small scar on the inside of her thigh from a blade.
Those are just minor.
Two scars she is not happy about, two scars that she'd try her hardest to hide. One; the scar on her back. It was from the repetitive lashing from failing to complete an assignment and speaking her mind. And then two; the scar of surgery. It would have been unnoticed if the pregnancy was noticed right away. However, the sense of movement was alarming. It had to be taken care of, and the scar is a horrible, terrible memory of it. Its on her lower abdomen, stretching down past her waist line. The scar she is most regretful of, fearful of. It was not her choice.
F E A R S
A fear of snakes, for they were a part of the punishing process. A fear of losing loved ones, never finding the love she most desires. Waking up every night, alone, for the rest of her life. The fear of love, children. The fear of the past catching up with her for the fourth time in her life. The fear of rejection.
T A L E N T S
Quite handy with a gun. Flexible for survival. She is trained as an assassin, she can fight rather well, frightenly so. She has the talent of using another's weight against themselves. She is a silent killer. Knives are a preferred specialty. Cooking; unbelievable cook.
- Age :: Twenty Seven
- Chocolate, sweets
- American Food
- Tall, slender
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Naomi can be found flirty, sweet, kind, dark, and a bit with an attitude. However, lately, she's found shy, even with her own body. She's also found to be adorable from time to time. Trust that she's stubborn, sometimes not understanding the meaning of no. She's unpredictable, likes to laugh and enjoy herself. However, times do change, and she may have grown a bit more careful.
A P P E A R A N C E
Naomi has long chocolate brown hair that matches her dark chocolate eyes. Her complexion is a lot paler than what is considered normal, yet her skin seems to be a creamer color. Her lips are soft, a pale shade of pink. At the back of her neck, to her right shoulder is three fireflies tattooed to her skin. One is the color of red, the other are golden shades of color. At her lower back, near the hip bone is a long, thin scar, a battle wound she prefers to call it. Sheâs tall, about 5â8, with a slender and flexible form.
I know people change... but you can't forget those you love.