XENITH, hunter

[Hunter E. Xenith]

*SALEM ACADEMY OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY!



LET THE GAMES BEGIN

*BASICS!
full name; Hunter Elodie Xenith (Hunter, Hun, Honey, Hunt, Terri, Rie, Elodie, Lodie, Dee, Elle, Ellie, Ella, Zenith, Zen, Hex, Jinx)
age; Sixteen
year; Sixth
house; DISSEMBLANCE
wand; 11 inch teak, with unicorn hair & manticore heart
PB; Megan Fox

*APPEARANCE!
hair color & style; Dark brown, normally curled
eye color; Generally sea green, but changes with extreme mood swings
height; 5'10
weight; 115lbs
anything else; Slim, has done modelling, has ears and navel pierced, several tattoos


*PERSONALITY!
10 or more likes; i like many things, and it is hard to compile a list, but i'll try
snakes, stars, night, darkness, charms, potions, dueling, arguing, foreign languages, warmth, sun, storms, bodies of water, candles, jewellery, surprises, animals, friends, insulting people, flying, fire

10 or more dislikes; there are as many things that i love that i despise...
spiders, blast-ended skrewts, clumsy people, gryffindors, muggles, muggle-borns, being ill, herbology, care of magical creatures, history of magic, being alone, speaking english, snow, giants, rules, early mornings, divination, stupidity, nuts, shellfish

10 words to describe your character;
confident
manipulative
sly
loyal
intelligent
sarcastic
creative
generous
romantic
bold
aggressive
unpredictable

overall;
my strengths are pretty simple. the first lies within the
receptiveness of the person. i am very good at making
people do what i want - manipulation, if you will, though
the word sounds more harsh than it really is. another of
my strengths is flying. i am a beater for slytherin, so i
guess another of my strengths could be physical strength,
although that sounds somewhat redundant. i am very
strong at picking up other languages very quickly, and i
can duel with the best of them, when i put my mind to it.
confidence would be another of my strengths, i guess, for
it is very hard to shake it at all.

my first weakness is definitely the most potent and
troublesome for me - that is attractive people. they
never fail to distract me, and therefore are something
of a hindrance when i am trying to concentrate. another
weakness of mine is my allergies - i am very cautious
around food because i am allergic to shellfish and nuts.
i worry also about what people think of me, which could
be considered a weakness, because i rarely think for
myself because of it. i never let it show on the outside,
though.

i guess i have a kind of a compulsion when it comes to
tidiness and cleanliness. everything has to be 'just so' all
the time, otherwise i get very stressed out and jittery.
also, i bite my nails quite a lot, and can't seem to make
myself stop, although i only do it in the comfort of my own
dorm, or when there are no people around. another of my
habits is that i tend to slip into french without realising when
i am angry or tired.

things that really send me up the wall are people tapping
their fingers or pens on the desks, people that make no
effort with their appearance, people that think they are
more intelligent than me, mudbloods in general, when
people slander my family, and when someone tries to
hurt my friends.

that kind of describes most of what i'm about, but if you
need any more information, i guess there's a little more
that i can say about myself.

not to blow my own trumpet, but i am an intelligent
person. i got all O's and E's in my OWLs, and expect
the same in my NEWTs. i reckon people were just
exaggerating. writing isn't exhausting anyway - it's
exhilarating! i think i'm quite like hermione granger
of british fame in that way - academics really come
easily to me. most people think i never do my own
work, which smarts slightly, but i pretend not to care
what anyone else thinks.

i remain aloof for much of the time, not allowing
any one person to see what i am truly feeling. this,
thinking about it, may not be the best way to go, but
it is too late to change now - i finish next year, and
any extravagant change in character would just
confuse people and serve to isolate me further than
my sharp tongue and keen wit already have.

2 fears;
having a bad allergic reaction and not being able to treat herself
never finding love
dying alone
being shunned/outcast
failing

2 secrets;
she is a virgin
her real parents are dead
she has a twin brother that she doesn't know about

2 goals;
to find love
to marry
to become powerful
to be rich

*HISTORY!
moms name, age, & profession; mirabelle, 37, deceased
dad's age, name & profession; randolph james II, 40, deceased
siblings, age & profession; n/a
three good paragraphs;
i was born in lyon sixteen years ago. february 14th, to be
precise, although it was a close call. i was born at thirteen
minutes past midnight. it being the middle of the night,
it was dark and dismal when i was born, but there was a
carnival, i'm told, happening right outside the hospital,
to try to cheer the patients up. i was told that, when i
was born, my father ran outside and started telling every
single person that would listen that he was a father.

we lived, were educated, worked, and played in lyon. we
did everything there. it was such a vibrant town, and i
loathed leaving it, even for a short amount of time. i can
perfectly remember the night when me and my mother
sat in the lounge and just cried together. she cried, although
she was married to someone else. she still loved him, and
i knew that, although i didn't see it at first. i was ten years
old, but was so naive about the world. i kept asking god
why he had taken my father, but he never answered. i
know why, now, but back then it felt like we were being
ignored, picked on by the highest power in the universe.

we moved shortly afterwards, my mother, her husband,
and i. we went to live in paris, where he was born, but
nowhere felt like home more than lyon did. he tried, poor
fella, but i just wasn't interested. i just wanted papa back,
but i'd never see him again. i never even spared a thought
for how my father's wife must have been feeling. i only
cared about how my heart seemed to be splitting in two.

when my mother died, not so long afterwards, i was in
school when i found out the news, and i walked around
in a daze for much of a week, before i was granted leave
to go to my mother's funeral. i stayed away from school
until the end of the summer term, although her funeral
was only near the beginning. i just couldn't face people.

now, during the holidays, i go and stay with wesley, my
mum's husband, because he moved to salem to be close
to me, to help me, and i feel bad for disliking him. we live
in the city, on the borders of the magical and the muggle
worlds. we stray into both, but we have different preferences
- i much prefer the magical sector, whilst he feels more
comfortable amongst the muggles.

i have passed my OWLs with flying colours, as was to be
expected, what with a regimental regime of studying and
revising to plough through in the holidays (my own choice,
not wesley's), and i plan to pass my NEWTs with the same
kinds of grades, although i'm not sure where i want to go
to work yet. i'm just hoping that my grades will allow me to
do anything i want.

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[Sarena Rockwell]

* ACCEPTED

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