Post by Missa on May 20, 2008 21:30:09 GMT -5
Name: Shiane
Age: Seventeen
Rank: Wher Candidate
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance: Shiane's hair is lightly coloured, a golden blonde that some how suits the almost colourless appearance of her eyes. She wears it so it reaches only her shoulders, long enough to hide behind, yet short enough as to not get in her way at all. Soft to the touch, Shiane's hair is one of the only things that does look healthy about the girl.
Almond shaped and a crystal grey that seems almost colourless in some lights, Shiane's eyes always seem to be tired, exhausted, like living is a constant battle she must fight that drains on her energy. Thick lashes frame Shiane's eyes, though somehow, hers give her a slightly dreamy look. Lit with innocence and honesty, Shiane's eyes are the one thing that will give her emotion away when her features do not. Filmed over with a slightly fogged look, Shiane's eyes always appear to be glazed over
Her skin, inherited from her late mother is always pale. No matter how much time under Rukbat's harsh glare is spent, she never tans. Though does have a tendency to burn, causing her skin to go read and sting quite a bit. After a while, the red fades and her skin is pale again. The shade of her skin appears almost deathly, the only life coming when she blushes or burns from Rukbat's rays, the heat flushing her cheeks or arms and lighting a sparkle in her eyes. Her slim figure seems to melt into the background. It would seem at first glance that a light breeze would snap Shiane in two, such is the fragile appearance of her lack of muscles. There is absolutely nothing intimidating or menacing about Shiane, in fact the sickly looking girl almost reminds one of a lost herd beast. Or possible a Watch-Wher caught in sunlight, just from the way she reacts to people with wide eyes and a frightened demeanor. Shiane couldn't be called the most curvy girl on Pern, but nor is she flat-chested in any way. She's... Caught between the two really, average. Her body always seems to be shaking, whether it be from cold, exhaustion, or fear has not been whittled down yet. Mostly, only the shaking of her hands can be seen, as the rest isn't very noticeable.
Her facial features have the same fragile appearance as her body does, as though waiting for Faranth herself to come down and punish her. The same brush of innocence that lies upon her sister's features is far more prominent on hers, making her look younger than her seventeen turns. Emotions are always written clearly across her delicate face, there's no hiding the passions that lurk beneath her exterior. The smile that curves full, pale lips is always cautious, rarely given to anyone. Shiane rarely speaks, has always depended on other people to do so, when she does speak, her voice is soft, uncertain, innocent.
Personality: With Shiane, what you see is what you get. There's no hidden layers waiting to be unwrapped, the instant she's met it's the true Shiane. Shiane is very optimistic. Every thing is brighter, she's fairly happy and can manage to find the light in what may seem like a pitch-black situation. This optimism often gets on people's nerves.
A down side to this is her complete trust in most people, she's happy to open up to people, all smiles and truth. Everyone has some good in them, or so Shiane believes, leaving her open for hurt and manipulation when her father isn't around to tell her about the lies written in the eyes Shiane can't see.
Shiane hates arguments, and will not get involved in any sort of confrontation. At any sign of anger on anyone's face, or any tension in the air, Shiane is likely to flee. Much like a wild flitter, whom has been caught unawares by a human. Shiane prefers to sink into the back ground, prefers not to exist and keep to herself and her own company. Faranth only knows what might happen to her father if she dared step out of the square she'd built for herself, locking her into comfortable situations she was familiar with. Shiane is a sweet person to be around, she's honest and kind, thinking about others before she even begins to think about herself. This has come from her father's un-wavering devotion to her, from which also stemmed her affectionate side. The need to be held when she's feeling low, and the need for comfort when she's not well.
Where Aerian is as bold as brass, Shiane is shy. She's not likely to even speak to a stranger until someone has asked her to, finding meeting people far too nerve-racking. Her deepest fear lies in the crystal depths of water, after the accident Shiane developed the deep fear of the water. Preferring, if she can help it, not to go anywhere near it. Shiane will not talk, even when spoken to and will not stick up for herself. Mostly because she doesn't need to, as others will do that for her, but also because she feels that it is their choice. She will believe what she believes and they may have their own opinion, such as they are entitled to. A completely honest young woman with nothing dishonest ever brushing black wings on her mind, Shiane will never lie, even when that truth may get her in to trouble. Sweet and innocent, she takes everything to heart, whether it be insults, compliments or advice. Shiane listens, she doesn't just hear, and she cares.
History: Sharla and Aerien were always close, ever since they'd met in the weyr, they became friends and turns later, lovers. It wasn't unusual to find the two together, where you found one, more often than not, you found the other. Turns into their romance, Sharla became pregnant. The pregnancy was an easy one, the birth the opposite, long and complicated, Sharla was warned it would be best not to have more children. It didn't matter, they had their beautiful baby girl; Shiane. Only a turn later, Sharla was both pleased and dismayed to fall pregnant again, worried that something would happen to the child. Unfortunately, it wasn't the child she should have worried about. The pregnancy was fairly normal, but the birth, again, was hard. Even the experience birthing woman could not save both lives, and as any mother would, Sharla chose her child, and even that choice was not enough to save the second child.
For turns, it was a normal family, aside from Shiane's lack of sight. Aerien did his best not to look at the girl with contempt, or hatred of a lost wife. A lost love that had owned his heart, as she grew, it was impossible. A simple weyrbred life, Aerian doing not only his chores, but the chores that Shiane couldn't handle, while their father earned the food they put on the table. It seemed that Aerien looked after the creatures in the weyr, a healer, that's what he told his child, though didn't allow her to help much. Putting his heart and soul into the work that helped him forget his pain for a while, and avoid his child. Then, it seemed disaster hadn't finished with the family.
Shiane's pale skin, her ability to bruise and easily get sick were all a mystery. The mystery lay in the fact that neither of her parents had ever suffered serious health problems, nor had they been subject to a weak immune system. The final blow to Shiane's health occurred on a day playing by the ocean, their father watching over them. The children were playing happily, building sand castles and finally getting into shove-war. They'd moved into shallower water, and Shiane was up to her shoulders in the water when Lyn either pushed too hard, or she lost balance.
Icy water surrounded her as she met the ocean with an almost painful smack. A squeal of surprise and laughter was cut off as she toppled back wards, into the salty water. It was so cold! She hadn't realized it was really that cold, too busy playing with Lyn as she was. Salty water flew into her mouth as she gasped, struggling to get back to her feet. Cold. Freezing water. Then arms grasped hers and lifted her from the water. Air flew to her lungs and she clung to her friend. Shiane could then recall the voice of Aerien soothing her, a blanket wrapped around her to dry her off. Lyn apologizing, over and over. After that, it was mostly a blur.
Shiane was continually sick for turns after this, and has never really recovered her health. Lyn has never forgiven herself for the fright she gave her friend, nor that her preference for not talking, as she feels that both are entirely her fault. Despite the fact Shiane has assured her it wasn't her fault at all. Though Aerian knows Shiane's health might not get any better, she is even more clingy and the smaller girl isn't even allowed out of her sight. This didn't bother Shiane, as being with her father was never any chore that was pressed onto her. Though she suspected he was hoping, continually that she will get better and she'd be the same bright little girl she had been. If Shiane were to admit one good thing about the incident, it would be the way her father's hatred of Shiane changed to love...
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Other: Shiane's blind. Always has been. XD
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Age: Seventeen
Rank: Wher Candidate
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance: Shiane's hair is lightly coloured, a golden blonde that some how suits the almost colourless appearance of her eyes. She wears it so it reaches only her shoulders, long enough to hide behind, yet short enough as to not get in her way at all. Soft to the touch, Shiane's hair is one of the only things that does look healthy about the girl.
Almond shaped and a crystal grey that seems almost colourless in some lights, Shiane's eyes always seem to be tired, exhausted, like living is a constant battle she must fight that drains on her energy. Thick lashes frame Shiane's eyes, though somehow, hers give her a slightly dreamy look. Lit with innocence and honesty, Shiane's eyes are the one thing that will give her emotion away when her features do not. Filmed over with a slightly fogged look, Shiane's eyes always appear to be glazed over
Her skin, inherited from her late mother is always pale. No matter how much time under Rukbat's harsh glare is spent, she never tans. Though does have a tendency to burn, causing her skin to go read and sting quite a bit. After a while, the red fades and her skin is pale again. The shade of her skin appears almost deathly, the only life coming when she blushes or burns from Rukbat's rays, the heat flushing her cheeks or arms and lighting a sparkle in her eyes. Her slim figure seems to melt into the background. It would seem at first glance that a light breeze would snap Shiane in two, such is the fragile appearance of her lack of muscles. There is absolutely nothing intimidating or menacing about Shiane, in fact the sickly looking girl almost reminds one of a lost herd beast. Or possible a Watch-Wher caught in sunlight, just from the way she reacts to people with wide eyes and a frightened demeanor. Shiane couldn't be called the most curvy girl on Pern, but nor is she flat-chested in any way. She's... Caught between the two really, average. Her body always seems to be shaking, whether it be from cold, exhaustion, or fear has not been whittled down yet. Mostly, only the shaking of her hands can be seen, as the rest isn't very noticeable.
Her facial features have the same fragile appearance as her body does, as though waiting for Faranth herself to come down and punish her. The same brush of innocence that lies upon her sister's features is far more prominent on hers, making her look younger than her seventeen turns. Emotions are always written clearly across her delicate face, there's no hiding the passions that lurk beneath her exterior. The smile that curves full, pale lips is always cautious, rarely given to anyone. Shiane rarely speaks, has always depended on other people to do so, when she does speak, her voice is soft, uncertain, innocent.
Personality: With Shiane, what you see is what you get. There's no hidden layers waiting to be unwrapped, the instant she's met it's the true Shiane. Shiane is very optimistic. Every thing is brighter, she's fairly happy and can manage to find the light in what may seem like a pitch-black situation. This optimism often gets on people's nerves.
A down side to this is her complete trust in most people, she's happy to open up to people, all smiles and truth. Everyone has some good in them, or so Shiane believes, leaving her open for hurt and manipulation when her father isn't around to tell her about the lies written in the eyes Shiane can't see.
Shiane hates arguments, and will not get involved in any sort of confrontation. At any sign of anger on anyone's face, or any tension in the air, Shiane is likely to flee. Much like a wild flitter, whom has been caught unawares by a human. Shiane prefers to sink into the back ground, prefers not to exist and keep to herself and her own company. Faranth only knows what might happen to her father if she dared step out of the square she'd built for herself, locking her into comfortable situations she was familiar with. Shiane is a sweet person to be around, she's honest and kind, thinking about others before she even begins to think about herself. This has come from her father's un-wavering devotion to her, from which also stemmed her affectionate side. The need to be held when she's feeling low, and the need for comfort when she's not well.
Where Aerian is as bold as brass, Shiane is shy. She's not likely to even speak to a stranger until someone has asked her to, finding meeting people far too nerve-racking. Her deepest fear lies in the crystal depths of water, after the accident Shiane developed the deep fear of the water. Preferring, if she can help it, not to go anywhere near it. Shiane will not talk, even when spoken to and will not stick up for herself. Mostly because she doesn't need to, as others will do that for her, but also because she feels that it is their choice. She will believe what she believes and they may have their own opinion, such as they are entitled to. A completely honest young woman with nothing dishonest ever brushing black wings on her mind, Shiane will never lie, even when that truth may get her in to trouble. Sweet and innocent, she takes everything to heart, whether it be insults, compliments or advice. Shiane listens, she doesn't just hear, and she cares.
History: Sharla and Aerien were always close, ever since they'd met in the weyr, they became friends and turns later, lovers. It wasn't unusual to find the two together, where you found one, more often than not, you found the other. Turns into their romance, Sharla became pregnant. The pregnancy was an easy one, the birth the opposite, long and complicated, Sharla was warned it would be best not to have more children. It didn't matter, they had their beautiful baby girl; Shiane. Only a turn later, Sharla was both pleased and dismayed to fall pregnant again, worried that something would happen to the child. Unfortunately, it wasn't the child she should have worried about. The pregnancy was fairly normal, but the birth, again, was hard. Even the experience birthing woman could not save both lives, and as any mother would, Sharla chose her child, and even that choice was not enough to save the second child.
For turns, it was a normal family, aside from Shiane's lack of sight. Aerien did his best not to look at the girl with contempt, or hatred of a lost wife. A lost love that had owned his heart, as she grew, it was impossible. A simple weyrbred life, Aerian doing not only his chores, but the chores that Shiane couldn't handle, while their father earned the food they put on the table. It seemed that Aerien looked after the creatures in the weyr, a healer, that's what he told his child, though didn't allow her to help much. Putting his heart and soul into the work that helped him forget his pain for a while, and avoid his child. Then, it seemed disaster hadn't finished with the family.
Shiane's pale skin, her ability to bruise and easily get sick were all a mystery. The mystery lay in the fact that neither of her parents had ever suffered serious health problems, nor had they been subject to a weak immune system. The final blow to Shiane's health occurred on a day playing by the ocean, their father watching over them. The children were playing happily, building sand castles and finally getting into shove-war. They'd moved into shallower water, and Shiane was up to her shoulders in the water when Lyn either pushed too hard, or she lost balance.
Icy water surrounded her as she met the ocean with an almost painful smack. A squeal of surprise and laughter was cut off as she toppled back wards, into the salty water. It was so cold! She hadn't realized it was really that cold, too busy playing with Lyn as she was. Salty water flew into her mouth as she gasped, struggling to get back to her feet. Cold. Freezing water. Then arms grasped hers and lifted her from the water. Air flew to her lungs and she clung to her friend. Shiane could then recall the voice of Aerien soothing her, a blanket wrapped around her to dry her off. Lyn apologizing, over and over. After that, it was mostly a blur.
Shiane was continually sick for turns after this, and has never really recovered her health. Lyn has never forgiven herself for the fright she gave her friend, nor that her preference for not talking, as she feels that both are entirely her fault. Despite the fact Shiane has assured her it wasn't her fault at all. Though Aerian knows Shiane's health might not get any better, she is even more clingy and the smaller girl isn't even allowed out of her sight. This didn't bother Shiane, as being with her father was never any chore that was pressed onto her. Though she suspected he was hoping, continually that she will get better and she'd be the same bright little girl she had been. If Shiane were to admit one good thing about the incident, it would be the way her father's hatred of Shiane changed to love...
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Other: Shiane's blind. Always has been. XD
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Color Preferences: Any
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