Post by Requiem on Jan 10, 2010 11:41:35 GMT -5
Humans:
Name: Miguel
Age: 14
Birth Month: July of 3009
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: -
Rank: Weyrbrat
UPDATED: 27 December 2013
Physical Appearance: For any who knew Miguel's namesake, the boy takes very clearly after his father. All of the baby fat has melted from him by this point, leaving the teen rather long-limbed and lanky despite his rather average 5'5" for a boy of fourteen. Aside from the body frame, Miguel also inherited his father's pale skintone. He doesn't usually burn, but he definitely doesn't tan, either, his skin breaking out into a mass of freckles when he sees a lot of sun. The pale, perfect blues with their darker navy rims are also very much his father's. Lauranna's contribution to her son seems to primarily be the freckles and the heart-shaped face that will become more apparent as he ages. Even his formerly blonde hair has darkened to the inky black his father used to sport. Miguel's right leg is twisted slightly, the toe pointed a bit inward. A birth defect given his mom was so small and Miguel was her first. It doesn't effect his ability to walk, though if he tries to move quickly the limp becomes pronounced.
Personality: Miguel is a very solemn person. He rarely speaks, though he does talk enough, especially around his uncle, that no one would likely think him mute. Shy but naturally inquisitive, he can often be found at the fringes of a crowd trying not to be obvious about his people-watching, wide-eyed and interested. The young man is polite enough to speak when spoken to around strangers, though he usually only answers their question as succinctly as possible before going back to melting into the background and letting others take the limelight.
Highly observant - most likely because he communicates predominantly in body language himself - Miguel is an excellent caretaker of pets and younger children. He is unusually patient for his age, which S'rei attributes to having to take care of cousins and siblings all his life. Quick to laugh, though softly, Miguel is usually happiest in the company of draconids. There is a definite air of sadness about the teenager, though. It's not completely unusual to find him quietly sitting somewhere - like on the weyrledge or near the bank of the river just below the weyrs - lost in thought with his young serious face slack. Miguel also has nightmares that still haunt at night, though not as often as they used to, and whenever he's been particularly unsettled it's clear by his need to be comforted by S'rei and S'rei alone.
History:
Early Turns - 3009-3012
Miguel was born barely a sevenday before the Hatching of Fath's last clutch to greenrider Lauranna, a woman in her early thirties who had discovered his conception while mourning the death of her weyrmate of twelve turns. Shunning the tradition of combining the names of the father and mother, Lauranna gave her son her late weyrmate's name, considering him to be M'el's parting gift to her. Miguel was very well taken care of and loved throughout his early childhood, between living with his aunt and uncle for a time while his mom was still single, and Laurie and F'rah. Though his aunt died when he was three and he remembers little of her, he continued to have close contact with his uncle, who he still calls 'Dad.'
Selenitas Weyrbrat - 3012-3015
Just before he turned five, however, there was the siege of Selenitas. Among the many to die that day was his mother, and, though he never talks about it, he's had nightmares frequently since that time and was found hiding in a cupboard a short distance from his mother's body during the aftermath. Since then he's lived with his uncle, the man who has always been in his life as far back as he can remember. Though he's never said as much, Miguel is very relieved that he wasn't sent to live somewhere else when Shei was sent away. Miguel was, unfortunately, present when his little cousins were killed. He managed to save the baby, Shoal, but lost his own firelizard in the process. K'lir...one of his many caretakers...took Miguel with him out of Selenitas and into exile.
Exile - 3015-3017
Again Miguel found himself exchanging one 'parent' for another. Shortly after his uncle found Burimyu, Miguel's beloved K'lir was killed at the Hyphen Gather. This rendered him quieter than ever, the child's mind seemingly focusing on anything but what was going on around him. The sensitive child had no trouble whatsoever picking up on the general fear and worry around Burimyu, but he also began making friends about his own age around this time, including Annatolli. His uncle took up with the greenrider Elysia, a very uncomfortable thing at first, but Miguel actually grew to like the woman after a time...slowly. She was always nice to him.
New Pern/Adolescence - 3017-Present
Things kept changing. S'rei joined the Council, the Weyrs merged, Selenitas went to war...and won. Miguel's cousin Elias was born and Dad became Weyrleader semi-permanently under the new hold-weyr rules, until the Trials that are only now drawing near. Miguel likes his family and feels like he belongs most days. Still, he misses his friends, and the young teen is very sensitive to how people treat him because they know he's S'rei's nephew (the main reason he's 14 and has yet to Stand). Sometimes he thinks of escaping to Inverness where his friend Annatolli is a candidate. It never goes beyond a thought though because he'd miss his uncle...and even Elysia and Elias. No most of the time he feels like he belongs, but...well...he's not really S'rei's son even if he calls him Dad and Miguel is old enough to know that...just as he's old enough to know Elias is the one Elysia and S'rei care the most for. They don't mean to exclude him. It's just the way things are. His nightmares have never completely gone away since his real mom's death, and blood...eh, it makes him freeze up in near-panic, though no one really knows that but him.
>D green
Looks to: Miguel
Name: Annabelle
Species: firelizard
Colour: green Base: #E0FF81 Markings: #6A7547
Born: August 3017
Appearance: There’s something sinister about this green, it seems everything about her is angular, her body is whippet lean, and will always remain so not matter how much her bonded tries to feed her up. The legs are all scrawny affairs that make her feet look too large and perfectly highlight the matte black of her overlong needle sharp talons. Her tail is long, but thin enough to make her look ridiculously unbalanced. Possibly the most bizarre thing about this odd little firelizard is the size of her wings, they’re massive and apparently only marginally under her control, they usually hang unfurled, crumpled around her like she’s sat in the middle of a destroyed umbrella.
A pale citrus green is the main body colour of this firelizard, it quite pleasant but none too remarkable. Her marking colour is not as pleasant, it’s a deep sage green tone that gives her the common mask marking of her clutch, however her mask doesn’t stop at her eyes, it continues on down the sides of her neck, along both sides of her body under those enormous wings, and one down her tail where the lines down each side of her body meet just above the tail fork.
Personality: Temperamental is the word for this little firelizard, either that or brat. She goes from perfectly calm and sedate to raging in an instant and over the smallest thing. Anything that’s not going precisely the way she wants can expect to be hissed at, subjected to threats and displays of aggression, and then attacked if it doesn’t submit to her plan of action, and that’s not just living things, it’s inanimate objects too, let no spoon lie in her path, let nothing cast a shadow upon her glory, lest it die!
When she’s not throwing a wobbly this green is really quite sweet. She’s affectionate to hers and isn’t above running messages or fetching items for them, and it has to be said that she would never actually bite her person, only threaten it. Other people may feel her wrath but she’s also passingly affectionate and helpful to them when the mood strikes her, she’s even playful with other firelizards, salamandyrs, and the occasional domestic feline or canine, at least until they upset or offend her.
She’s also a terrible flirt, in fact half her mood swings will be over someone not acknowledging her flirting, and since she flirts with literally anything alive, from newborn herdbeasts to the bronze dragons themselves, no one of any species or gender is safe from her advances. In her Flights she’ll spend half the time flying and the other half scolding and attacking both her own chasers and non participants for imagined affronts.
Name: Miguel
Age: 14
Birth Month: July of 3009
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: -
Rank: Weyrbrat
UPDATED: 27 December 2013
Physical Appearance: For any who knew Miguel's namesake, the boy takes very clearly after his father. All of the baby fat has melted from him by this point, leaving the teen rather long-limbed and lanky despite his rather average 5'5" for a boy of fourteen. Aside from the body frame, Miguel also inherited his father's pale skintone. He doesn't usually burn, but he definitely doesn't tan, either, his skin breaking out into a mass of freckles when he sees a lot of sun. The pale, perfect blues with their darker navy rims are also very much his father's. Lauranna's contribution to her son seems to primarily be the freckles and the heart-shaped face that will become more apparent as he ages. Even his formerly blonde hair has darkened to the inky black his father used to sport. Miguel's right leg is twisted slightly, the toe pointed a bit inward. A birth defect given his mom was so small and Miguel was her first. It doesn't effect his ability to walk, though if he tries to move quickly the limp becomes pronounced.
Personality: Miguel is a very solemn person. He rarely speaks, though he does talk enough, especially around his uncle, that no one would likely think him mute. Shy but naturally inquisitive, he can often be found at the fringes of a crowd trying not to be obvious about his people-watching, wide-eyed and interested. The young man is polite enough to speak when spoken to around strangers, though he usually only answers their question as succinctly as possible before going back to melting into the background and letting others take the limelight.
Highly observant - most likely because he communicates predominantly in body language himself - Miguel is an excellent caretaker of pets and younger children. He is unusually patient for his age, which S'rei attributes to having to take care of cousins and siblings all his life. Quick to laugh, though softly, Miguel is usually happiest in the company of draconids. There is a definite air of sadness about the teenager, though. It's not completely unusual to find him quietly sitting somewhere - like on the weyrledge or near the bank of the river just below the weyrs - lost in thought with his young serious face slack. Miguel also has nightmares that still haunt at night, though not as often as they used to, and whenever he's been particularly unsettled it's clear by his need to be comforted by S'rei and S'rei alone.
History:
Early Turns - 3009-3012
Miguel was born barely a sevenday before the Hatching of Fath's last clutch to greenrider Lauranna, a woman in her early thirties who had discovered his conception while mourning the death of her weyrmate of twelve turns. Shunning the tradition of combining the names of the father and mother, Lauranna gave her son her late weyrmate's name, considering him to be M'el's parting gift to her. Miguel was very well taken care of and loved throughout his early childhood, between living with his aunt and uncle for a time while his mom was still single, and Laurie and F'rah. Though his aunt died when he was three and he remembers little of her, he continued to have close contact with his uncle, who he still calls 'Dad.'
Selenitas Weyrbrat - 3012-3015
Just before he turned five, however, there was the siege of Selenitas. Among the many to die that day was his mother, and, though he never talks about it, he's had nightmares frequently since that time and was found hiding in a cupboard a short distance from his mother's body during the aftermath. Since then he's lived with his uncle, the man who has always been in his life as far back as he can remember. Though he's never said as much, Miguel is very relieved that he wasn't sent to live somewhere else when Shei was sent away. Miguel was, unfortunately, present when his little cousins were killed. He managed to save the baby, Shoal, but lost his own firelizard in the process. K'lir...one of his many caretakers...took Miguel with him out of Selenitas and into exile.
Exile - 3015-3017
Again Miguel found himself exchanging one 'parent' for another. Shortly after his uncle found Burimyu, Miguel's beloved K'lir was killed at the Hyphen Gather. This rendered him quieter than ever, the child's mind seemingly focusing on anything but what was going on around him. The sensitive child had no trouble whatsoever picking up on the general fear and worry around Burimyu, but he also began making friends about his own age around this time, including Annatolli. His uncle took up with the greenrider Elysia, a very uncomfortable thing at first, but Miguel actually grew to like the woman after a time...slowly. She was always nice to him.
New Pern/Adolescence - 3017-Present
Things kept changing. S'rei joined the Council, the Weyrs merged, Selenitas went to war...and won. Miguel's cousin Elias was born and Dad became Weyrleader semi-permanently under the new hold-weyr rules, until the Trials that are only now drawing near. Miguel likes his family and feels like he belongs most days. Still, he misses his friends, and the young teen is very sensitive to how people treat him because they know he's S'rei's nephew (the main reason he's 14 and has yet to Stand). Sometimes he thinks of escaping to Inverness where his friend Annatolli is a candidate. It never goes beyond a thought though because he'd miss his uncle...and even Elysia and Elias. No most of the time he feels like he belongs, but...well...he's not really S'rei's son even if he calls him Dad and Miguel is old enough to know that...just as he's old enough to know Elias is the one Elysia and S'rei care the most for. They don't mean to exclude him. It's just the way things are. His nightmares have never completely gone away since his real mom's death, and blood...eh, it makes him freeze up in near-panic, though no one really knows that but him.
>D green
Looks to: Miguel
Name: Annabelle
Species: firelizard
Colour: green Base: #E0FF81 Markings: #6A7547
Born: August 3017
Appearance: There’s something sinister about this green, it seems everything about her is angular, her body is whippet lean, and will always remain so not matter how much her bonded tries to feed her up. The legs are all scrawny affairs that make her feet look too large and perfectly highlight the matte black of her overlong needle sharp talons. Her tail is long, but thin enough to make her look ridiculously unbalanced. Possibly the most bizarre thing about this odd little firelizard is the size of her wings, they’re massive and apparently only marginally under her control, they usually hang unfurled, crumpled around her like she’s sat in the middle of a destroyed umbrella.
A pale citrus green is the main body colour of this firelizard, it quite pleasant but none too remarkable. Her marking colour is not as pleasant, it’s a deep sage green tone that gives her the common mask marking of her clutch, however her mask doesn’t stop at her eyes, it continues on down the sides of her neck, along both sides of her body under those enormous wings, and one down her tail where the lines down each side of her body meet just above the tail fork.
Personality: Temperamental is the word for this little firelizard, either that or brat. She goes from perfectly calm and sedate to raging in an instant and over the smallest thing. Anything that’s not going precisely the way she wants can expect to be hissed at, subjected to threats and displays of aggression, and then attacked if it doesn’t submit to her plan of action, and that’s not just living things, it’s inanimate objects too, let no spoon lie in her path, let nothing cast a shadow upon her glory, lest it die!
When she’s not throwing a wobbly this green is really quite sweet. She’s affectionate to hers and isn’t above running messages or fetching items for them, and it has to be said that she would never actually bite her person, only threaten it. Other people may feel her wrath but she’s also passingly affectionate and helpful to them when the mood strikes her, she’s even playful with other firelizards, salamandyrs, and the occasional domestic feline or canine, at least until they upset or offend her.
She’s also a terrible flirt, in fact half her mood swings will be over someone not acknowledging her flirting, and since she flirts with literally anything alive, from newborn herdbeasts to the bronze dragons themselves, no one of any species or gender is safe from her advances. In her Flights she’ll spend half the time flying and the other half scolding and attacking both her own chasers and non participants for imagined affronts.