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Syrabella Rose WintersAlias:
None-Arizona doesnít carry one Family:
Denise Winters [mother]
Gabriel Callistor [father]
Jessica Hathaway [second mom]Sire:
No.Appearance: http://i270.photobucket.com/albums/jj88/sw...hick/nicole.jpg Personality:
If you didnít know better, you would think Bella had ADD. She has a hard time sitting still or waiting for anything for a long period of time. This can make her flighty and irresponsible at times, but if she really sets her mind to something almost nothing can stop her from achieving it. She loves trying new things and meeting new people, her heart big and welcoming.
At times she can be a little more than harsh on men, but part of that is due to her motherís negativity for the gender, however she tries to give them a fair trial thinking that not all of them could be terrible. She has a hard time telling people no and putting them in their place, using pleasantries and positive words to resolve situations rather then telling them how it is, which can lead to her getting walked over.
One thing Syrabella doesnít lack is self-confidence. Sometimes she might have too much and puts her head in the clouds but it helps get her out if situations and will lend strength to getting what she wants. Her curiosity about things can lead her down some dangerous paths but she has a good ability of thinking on her feet. Because of her abilities, she is a bit emotionally removed from people other then her motherís and a few close friends back at home. If a situation gets too emotional sheíll generally lack some on her part, and has a hard time letting people get close to her incase her ability frightens them or they try to use it against her. History:
Syrabella never knew her father, he was the kind of parent who left as soon as he found out the girl was pregnant. That didnít stop her mother though from raising her, and in her opinion she did a great job. At first, when growing up, she wished she had other dadís like the girls she knew. But then she felt she was extra lucky in elementary school when her mom began dating a lovely woman named Jessica, claiming that men were just too unreliable and just caused grief. So instead of a mom and dad she got two momís. Her mother owned her own little boutique shop in a small city in Arizona that she inherited from her mother, and that shop was also her home, the upper level the living area while the lower was the shop. There Bella could explore her creative juices, learning how to sew and the world of vintage fashion, helping her momís out with the business. Some would call her spoiled since her mother let her run around whenever and where ever she wanted, but she stayed out of trouble for the most part, calling herself a free spirit.
Sometime after puberty, Syrabella discovered that she had an abnormal knack of knowing what other people were feeling. Her mother could be two rooms over and somehow Bella would sense if she was sad or angry at another late delivery. In secret, she tested out this ability on her momís and friends, finding out that almost every time she knew how the other person was emotionally, the recipient also surprised at the fact. Excited and curious about it, she pushed it even further under her parents noseís, finding out that if she exposed herself to too much of one emotion from another person or group of people, she would start mirroring it herself. That was a first warning sign that she didnít want to pay any attention too, pushing herself further.
During one of her experiments, she became overwhelmed by the other personsís emotion, causing her to become light headed and passing out. Concerned for their daughter, Bella knew she had to calm their fears, since she could so strongly feel them herself. She explained to them what she could do, and the reason for her passing out. Her motherís made her promise not to put herself in such dangers again, and to learn out to harness the Empathic ability that she seemed to possess. It wouldnít be until a few years later when she discovered that she could manipulate another personsí emotions to some extent, but the overwhelming guilt she felt afterwards made her make a pact with herself not to do it again, since everyone had the right to their emotions. Sometimes the strong temptation is hard to resist.
It was during her freshman year in high school when all those hormones started acting up, and because of her upbringing, she was curious about girls as well as boys, but wasnít confident enough to breach with either gender. Her Empathic gift made it too hard to try and date, since she still hadnít controlled the ability enough to not get dragged into the other personís feelings. It was also in high school where she became more interested in fashion and dreamed of making it big, becoming more successful then her mother. So she started saving up and taking on a second job besides working for her mother to move towards her dream of owning her own clothing boutique. She knew one day she would have to leave the nest and cozy Arizona for somewhere with a faster pace and more opportunity. School however wasnít her strong point and a few times she almost failed because her wandering mind and impatience for the long classes and lectures.
Somehow she graduated, and when she pitched her moving idea to her motherís both were fearful for their daughter. However, they knew they couldnít stop her since she was so determined so they gave their blessing, only if she promised to come and visit them and also go to college. Now, she made her move to San Fransisco to pursue her dreams and try to live life without her ability getting in the way. It was a test in some ways to see if she could function on her own in her new busy life. Weapon:
A can of mace in her bag is the closest thing to a weapon she owns. Skills:
She has a knack for sewing and often makes her own clothes, and also has some business sense due to her upbringing.Weaknesses:
* Her ability, at times she can accidently take on someone elseís emotions. At worse someoneís emotions can be too much if sheís mentally exhausted, and can cause her to pass out.
* People in emotional distress, she has a hard time not coming to their aid.
*Big city inexperience, sheís a small town girl and not used to the customs of big city living.Fears:
*Not being able to control her ability
* Confined spaces
*Not succeeding in her dreams.
*Disappointing her family.Likes:
*Music of all kinds
*Dancing in the rain
*Making people laugh
*People calling her childish
*Things close to her eyes
*Arrogant peopleOther Details:
Her Empathic abilities, to sense the emotionís of another and at times manipulate them. Face Claim:
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Morely stood with her books held tightly against her chest, eyes glued to the beautiful pale stranger across the street. Never before had she seen someone so perfectly put together, not even the models she saw in New York or San Diego, even after air brushing. She knew she must look ridiculous with her mouth gaped open like a fish without water, but the girl couldn't help it-sheíd become mesmerized. "Who, is that?" Her words a whisper, lungs burning for she realized she'd been holding her breath the entire time. Replenishing them with air, Morely forcibly closed her mouth and tried to regain normal function.
Her regain of breath however would soon be stolen from her again as the angelic figure turned their head to look directly at her. She could feel her heart beating like a bird trapped in a cage, the boyís golden eyes boring into her own plain brown ones. Time seemed to stand still as their eyes locked, his face expressionless. Morelyís flushed with embarrassment for being caught staring added onto the still awestruck realization on just how beautiful the stranger one. Then all at once, the world became alive again. He swiftly turned and briskly began moving farther up the street. Catching her breath as if sheíd been running, Morely turned as well and began walking, in any direction, to get her head cleared.