Post by RIVER JANE FAYE on Nov 6, 2011 4:33:28 GMT -5
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, border-left: #373e46 45px solid; border-right: #515c69 4px dashed; background: #d8d8d8; padding-top: 16px; padding-right: 16px; padding-left: 16px; padding-bottom: 12px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; width: 368px;] RIVER JANE FAYE ----- SKEPTICAL, BOSSY, ADVENTUROUS ----- twenty-two, half-breed, female,  jane || phoebe tonkin { make yourself shine } If you could kill anybody in the world and get away with it, who would they be? |
I have to admit that this is something that I’ve thought about probably more than I should. There have been a few Exes I wouldn’t have minded getting rid of permanently. Mostly the male ones over the female ones, men are definitely more frustrating. The whole not understanding the opposite sex being a large factor of course. There’s not anyone in particular that I’m wishing a cruel death on at this exact moment. I have a general problem with authority figures, like the council, but otherwise I’m hate free right now.
If you had the choice to save a person's life, but in return yours ends; would you do it?[/color][/b]
Well that depends on the situation and the person doesn’t it? I have also thought about this before of course and have come up with a set of rules for myself. Rule number one, the children are the future and should always be protected. So because of this rule I would sacrifice myself for child the age of thirteen and younger. Fourteen and older are on their own. Rule number two, the elderly have already lived their lives, I won’t sacrifice my future for someone who could die of old age the next day. Rule three, middle aged and young adults are just as capable as me of taking care of themselves. Rule four, domestic animals need help too. I wouldn’t sacrifice my life for an animal but I would risk injury to save theirs. Am I selfish to have these rules? I don’t think so. This is the best I have to offer and if it isn’t enough then oh well.
What did you get up to last night?[/color][/b]
Last night? Hmmm… Wouldn’t you like to know. I won’t give details, but let’s just say I had a very good night. Too bad I woke with a hangover. Anyways, I’m a party girl on weekends. My Friday and Saturday nights are spent in bars, clubs, raves, parties and everything else you can think of that involves alcohol. My Sundays through Thursdays however are much more tame. I have a job that I take very seriously and therefore I spend those evenings at home, in my own bed, alone….usually. I work at the Mayor’s office in my hometown of Nox.
Have you ever been in love? If not, do you want to be?
I thought I was once, but looking back on it now I think I was wrong. I’m not even sure I know what love is. People describe it in so many different ways it’s hard to believe that it’s even possible. I don’t think I’m capable of letting myself be that vulnerable. How could I? You have to give a part of yourself to someone else and hope that they don’t hurt you in the process. I’m attracted to both men and women but I guess I prefer men for relationships and women for fun.
I hear you have quite a history. Care to share?
Well first off I was born, big surprise there right? My parents are matched, daddy is an Angelli and mom is a shade. That makes my brother and me half-breeds. I was born about fifteen minutes after my twin brother Revan, so you could say I’m the little sister but if you were to guess most people would think I was the older one. I’ve always been the more mature, intelligent, and independent one. My brother was annoying from the beginning and competitive too. I crawled first, he walked, I talked, he was potty trained first, I was off the bottle first, it been an endless rotation of one upping the other since birth. He was a mommy’s boy, I was a daddy’s girl, neither of us ever seemed to really win. We actually spent a lot of time together growing up, until puberty that is. I was academic, he was athletic, not exactly twin like anymore. We grew apart of course, he hung out with the popular crowd and I didn’t like the large crowd.
Throughout my teen years I only had a few close friends and only one boyfriend, the one I thought I loved. I wasn’t rebellious, I didn’t go to parties, I was the nerdy good girl, my parents were always very proud of me. I started interning at the Mayor’s office at seventeen, right after Mayor Whittle was elected. As soon as I turned eighteen I got a paying position, nothing spectacular at first, I went from unpaid coffee girl to paid coffee girl who also answered the phones. At twenty I got a promotion, not only do I get coffee and answer the phones but now I organize special events. Basically, Mayor Whittle has a personal assistant or secretary, whatever you want to call her, and she is my boss. I make her and the Mayor’s coffee and give all the messages to her, she then decides what to delegate to me. Which is usually the party planning, the decorations and catering of the any event the Mayor attends. I’ve been doing this for two years now, I hope to someday have her job, maybe then the Mayor will actually remember my name.
I take my job seriously, no matter how pathetic it may be, but since do so well at it I like to reward myself every weekend with a night out on the town for some drinks and fun. Since my promotion I’ve grown to appreciate parties and cocktails, the good girl I once was only appearing on Holidays with the family. When drinking I get quite a bit wild, even having the occasional black out. The stressed, bossy, bitch I am at work disappears and I become this fun-loving and crazy young woman that I don’t recognize in the bar bathrooms. Sometimes I wonder which is the real me, the ambitious bitch that works in the Mayor’s office or the party girl who wakes up on a Saturday with both a man and woman in the bed. I don’t see how I can manage much longer trying to be both.
Geez, i hear the Council are being bitches these days. Your view on them?[/color][/b]
The council? It’s not really a secret that the Mayor isn’t quite fond of their hovering over his shoulder, but I don’t really care that much about them. Honestly, the Mayor probably needs some guidance, it’s not like Nox is the nicest city. I think the Council could be better of course, but there’s nothing I can do about that, yet.
Idea of a perfect date?
Date? I don’t actually go on many of those. I’m not the walking on the beach at sunset type of girl. I have to be at least buzzed to even kiss someone. I suppose it depends on which gender the date was with. If I was on a date with another woman a nice candle lit dinner with a bottle of wine would be perfect. A date with the opposite sex would have to be a little more exciting, cocktails at a dance club. Either date would have to end with some midnight skinny dipping to be truly perfect though.
If your life had a slogan, what would it be?
Well Behaved Women Rarely Make History.
Your favorite meal?
Sushi. Hands down my favorite, followed closely by everything else. I love to eat, period. I’ll try just about anything once, maybe twice if I forget what I thought of it the first time. I prefer to eat healthy, fresh fruits and vegetables, tofu, chicken, and fish. However, I’m not very disciplined and I will give into chocolate, cheesecake, and pie.
So times are hard, aren't they? What can you do to protect yourself?[/color][/b]
Buy a gun? Just kidding, I think I would be too trigger happy to own one. Being a half-breed I don’t have very strong abilities, my two sides being at war with each other I suppose. I took after my mother more, dark hair like a shade and the ability to blend in with the shadows if I close my eyes and hold still. I have to close my eyes because they are a bright hazel and for some reason give me away. I also have the slightest bit of empathy from my father. It’s not very strong and I can’t control it but if I’m really calm it calms those physically close to me, the same if I’m really upset. Other than my blood given abilities I’m a generally cautious person and I don’t trust other’s easily, which is how I protect myself emotionally.
Wow, you have quite a reputation around here. How'd you get it?[/color][/b]
I can be an evil bitch, and I knows it. I acts as if I rule the world and that everyone should respect me as if this were the truth. I’m the type to say the most horrible thing with the sweetest tone like I was paying you a compliment. I whole-heartedly believe I’m more intelligent than everyone around me, and with all the books I’ve read I probably am. I have never been one to follow the rule of ‘If you have nothing nice to say than you shouldn’t say anything at all. I will speak my mind during any situation no matter who I am speaking to, okay maybe not with my parents, boss, or the Mayor, but everyone else.
Not that I always display myself in such a manner. I know when it’s best to pretend to be charming, kind, and polite. Like when addressing the Mayor or Council. Usually around the Mayor or Council, I will be as sweet as I can stand to be. It’s hard for me not to choke on my words, but I will grin and bare it for them if I have to. In fact, if it’s in my best interest, I can pretend to be dim-witted and friendly with just about anyone. Although I have never really found this to be in my best interest and therefore haven’t had much experience with this side of me. I do know that I am a wonderful actress, or better termed would be liar. My lies are so intricate and detailed that its even hard for me to remember I’m not telling the truth.
As usual with most half-breeds I have issues with who I am. I have a hard time getting emotionally close with anyone, which makes it hard for me to trust anyone. Which is probably why I’d rather snap at you than be kind. The only living thing that I feel entirely safe with is Spawn, my cat. There’s no other sentient creature that I consider acceptable enough to really open up with. I don’t like being vulnerable and I feel vulnerable around men that I’m attracted to. When in a relationship with a man I start to freak that he’s going to expect marriage, children, and worst of all loyalty. When in a relationship with a woman I’m the more dominant one and sometimes can come off as harsh and uncaring. These are the two reasons why I’ve had very little relationship experience and mostly one night stands. Somewhere, deep down, past the anger, fear, and ambition, there’s a heart that’s waiting for a reason to beat a little faster, feel a little warmer. Usually, my good-hearted nature is shown when around animals and children.
Do you like your family?
Like? No. I love my family, I can’t really help that. I’ve always been a Daddy’s girl of course, he spoiled me. My mother and I were so much alike that sometimes we fought due to stubbornness, but we always made up quickly. My brother’s a complicated story. Revan and I aren’t very much alike for being twins, we’ve grown apart. I love him dearly but he still annoys me to death. I usually only see him when we both happen to visiting our parents and Holidays.
Good or evil? Which do you choose?[/color][/b]
Both? Neither? Isn’t it true that Evil always believes they are doing something that is right and good? It all depends on your point of view.
So are your sheets being tousled or what?[/color][/b]
I do toss and turn at night? Just kidding, I know what you mean. Yes, I have a healthy sex life. I enjoy my weekends.
If you had to chose, what is your least favorite thing about yourself?[/font][/color]
My inability to trust anyone enough to really be myself, my fear of love and commitment. My cheekbones? There are many things I could think of about myself that I don’t like, this could take forever. I suppose my skepticism towards people is a big issue that prevents me from having a really fulfilling life.
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{ introduce yourself }
holy shit, Jane is that you? we haven't talked for 9 years! that is just ridiculous.
we should meet up sometime; pm ok?
{ show off those skills, baby }
River had never bothered to visit the slave quarters, she had no idea what Verity’s room was like, nor did she really care. She had always assumed that the other woman’s sleeping quarters were as nice as the clothing she wore, wouldn’t the prince like it that way? River wondered on this for a minute, why would the cold weather affect Verity’s sleep? There should be a fire, warm bedding, and other things to keep the chill out. “I quite like this season, any excuse to cozy up next to a warm fire with Spawn and a good book is a good one. I prefer to be cold than to be in the blistering heat of the sun.”
If they had been in public and Verity would have said that her beauty came with ease and didn’t need to waste magic, River would not have shrugged it off as she did now. River didn’t consider any use of magic as wasted, if it could be done with magic then that was best. If others had heard, River would have chastised her like the slave she was. Coldly threatening something like You vain little creature, I should set your hair on fire. Or better even, curse you with pussing boyles. Not that she would mean it, it wouldn’t be meant to scare Verity. It would have been to scare those listening and to keep up the appearance of slave and Lady.
River couldn’t hold back the giggle as it pushed passed her lips, Verity words didn’t need clarification. It wasn’t exactly a secret that she didn’t like the Prince’s betrothed, and River understood perfectly why her friend felt this way. River had been around when the Prince and the slave hit puberty, they’d grown up together. The King just picks some so called noblewoman to marry his son and Verity is left to be what she is. Gwendolyn didn’t even care for Guy in the least, she just wanted the wealth and power. Not that River could blame this girl, she herself desired wealth and power, she just preferred to attain these things without having to marry Royalty.
Though to be truthful Verity wasn’t being unfair, she spoke the words that most people thought but didn’t voice. River had found at most court occasions that the noblemen’s courtesans looked more of a higher quality than the actual Ladies of the Court. It was sick how some men spent more on their slaves than their wives, she felt sorry for women forced into loveless marriages. River had never experienced love herself, she had the occasional fling with both men and women but she had never visited the bed of anyone more than twice. She would be confused if she ever felt such a strong emotion towards another person, she didn’t think she could let herself.
“You know Verity you should really be pleased with yourself.”[/color] River paused setting her empty mug down and waving the café’s slave woman back over to refill it. She had never bothered to learn this poor girl’s name, she just didn’t care enough. River didn’t speak while the nameless, pathetic creature poured her steaming hot tea and set fresh creamer on the table for her. She knew Verity was waiting to hear why she should be pleased with herself, but River enjoyed the suspense. They were once again alone, but River didn’t jump at the chance to continue. Instead she poured her cream into her tea and added just the right amount of sugar, then slowly stirred it, not looking at Verity once. When she finally did look up she smirked. “Poor Gwendolyn doesn’t stand a chance against you. Once the king is dead and your Prince takes his place he’ll be rid of that boring drab of a woman and you will be the unofficial Queen.”[/color] River wasn’t even sure if Lady Gwendolyn was ever going to make it down the isle, Guy was such a rebellious Prince.
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