Alice Mills

[Alice Mills]

Alice Mills

"Swirling shades of blue. Slow dancing in your eyes
The sun kisses the earth. And I hush my urge to cry"

the basics,

»»character full name: Alice Mills
»»age: 20
»»sexual orientation:hetrosexual
»»Alignment: Light
»»Position:Noble
»»Magic: Element light

the appearance,

»»eyes: Small, brown
»»markings: None
»»height: 5'7
»»weight: 121 lbs
»»general appearance: Alice is a young slender elf that has a weak spot for old clothes. Clothes that have a touch of medieval features in it. Dresses and skirts is her favourite cloth. Her clothes are made of light fabrics like satin and cotton and mostly have light colours. She likes the light colours because she also have the power over the elemental light. Her favourite colour is light brown to crème.
Her beautiful shaped face is framed by her light brown hair that is straight. It does not need much to be styled because she just let it how it is. This elf is 1,75 meters tall and has a light weight of 55 kg. Her build is slender and she has light feminine curves she likes to feature by her clothes.

the personality,

»»likes:
- Light
- Animals
- Soft music
- Reading
- Being together with friends
»»dislikes:
- Darkness
- Loud places and loud sounds.
- Thunder ( =3 I know she has element light)
- Spicy food
- Big animals
- Or insects
- Dark elves
»»strengths:
- Wise and knowledge, because of her age
- Charming, she knows what to say or what to do so that people like her.
- Her element, it is her only power.

»»weaknesses:
- Easy manipulated because she trust people too fast.
- Quite a scardy cat.
- Physical weak, because of her build she is not able to fight with weapons.
»»secrets: She secretly have a weak spot for a dark elf ( nice option open for a cannon?=D)
»»general personality: Alice is a bright but silence type that does not really like to be in a crowded place. Her fear for almost everything makes her on her guard and it makes her trust people to soon who are nice to her. She is quite a loner and likes to be in the nature, just as long as there are no big animals or insects in the near area.

This bright elf is easily trusting people and whenever they are nice to her she fast call them a friend, this cause her to trust them so easy. Which makes it easier for them to manipulate her. This have caused so many ups and downs in her friendship, but that does not affect it how she looks at the persons.



the history,

»»mother: Alicia Mills-Leah
»»father: Richard Mills
»»siblings: None
»»others: None
»»background: Alice is granted with a happy past without many black moments in it. Her parents still are alive and never are slain by the enemy, nor did she needed to face any discomforts in her youth. The moments as a baby she don't remember and she starts to remember things from the age of four. She remember the simply happy moments she was having with her father and mother. How they were having picknicks or just random moments at home.

She have grown up in a happy environment and had enough time to play around with her powers. However it also is the cause for her fear of lightning and thunder. When she was little, at the age of six years her powers were slowly growing from nothing to a really low rate. It started with simple things like making a lamp burn or having small light balls in her hand without burning. Everything was quite innocent. At the age of seven she started to notice she was able to control thunder. She had learned it on the hard way as she was training with her father on a playful moment. She suddenly had cast a lightning strike on her father. The thunder sound had sounded so loud and she had hurt her father. For her age it never could be really harmful, but it was enough to injure him.

Since then she had started to fear it and she always prevented to use it in anyway. Her parents simply couldn't help her with it. No matter how many times her father said her he was okay and that it all was the process of learning, she simply refused.

She wanted to be good, there was no way she wanted to look like all those evil elves who were hunting and killing for fun or the thrill. Strongly believing in that she never got over her fear for thunder and even at the age of twenty she has a strong dislike for the thunder. Alice had learned to use her powers, she was able to control it but that was enough for her.




the player,

»»alias: Night
»»age: 19
»»contact: Pm me please ^^
»»rp sample:)

[size=1]The soft kiss he had given Nike was fast followed by another kiss by Nike, as she forced him to last it longer. He enjoyed every second of that soft touch as her warm lips were touching his cold lips. For unknown reason his skin always was feeling cold, that compared with any other human, yet he was not feeling the cold himself. He only noticed it when he felt the warmth of the body of another human. It felt like it was warming him inside, a comfortable feeling he wanted to feel longer and when Nike moved back he moved up with her to last the connection between them longer for only a few seconds. A soft growl escaped his mouth that was revealing the hunger he was having. He longed for any kind of touch. When Nike started to say she was going to give him some lessons to kiss properly he moved up again, trying to reach her with his mouth again, however her body was keeping him down, in a half sitting position, which made him unable to move closer. Again that lovely moment was suddenly interrupted by Nike who changed the subject from kissing to beer. This only caused Robert to chuckle again as he followed her with his eyes when she made her way outside the room. It was the perfect opportunity to make himself ready for the long way they still needed to travel. Moving from the bed in a fast but almost elegant movement he stood up and walked to his backpack opening it and picked a few items out of it and placed it on the table nearby. Ammunition was having the main priority that took the most place in his backpack. Nothing was more a bother then being without ammo in the middle of a fight. Not that he wouldn’t save himself without his precious weapon. His hand trailed over the gun he had placed next to the table. There was something special about the gun, something his mind again failed to remember, but it had a strange connection to him, making it impossible to throw it away. It had to do something with his past, the past he simply couldn’t remember.

His backpack also was containing a few knifes, safely secured in their cover. He picked one up and slowly slid it out of the cover, revealing the shining metal. It was a habit of the agent to always clean his weapons and taking good care of the items that were needed to save his life. Moving it back he placed it back into the bag and then his hand bumped against something hard and cold. Surprised he folded his hand around the item, which was having a square form and lifted the light item out of his back to reveal what it was. Curious he turned it around to reveal it was a picture-frame that was containing a picture of a female that was holding a child. When he looked at the picture he felt a sharp unbearable pain in his chest, but he did not recognized the two persons. No matter he had tried before to remember them, he knew they were special for him. The doctors never were able to tell him about them and even the persons who trained him were keeping their mouth shut. It was his personal mission he needed to accomplish. To find out who they are, and why he was having a picture of them. A sound alarmed him and he placed the item back in his back, secure under all the items just before Nike made her way into the room, carrying so many beer he looked surprised at the female. Being glad he was able to think of something else at the moment. His eyes saw how Nike was drinking the first tin of beer, fast followed by another one, but he stayed quiet until Nike offered a beer to him. “No thanks, I prefer to stay sober.” His voice was sounding a bit hoarse and for a moment he regretted for speaking as it revealed his emotions that were torturing him. “And you should too.” Knowing this words would not affect Nike as she already had emptied too many to follow. A sigh escaped his mouth as he stood up and moved the backpack on his back and the gun at his belt. He reached out for Nike’s backpack and grabbed her arm with his other hand, folding his good hand around her flesh being sure she wouldn’t fall. “Why are you drinking so much when you know you’re not able to stay on your feet? Ow forget about that beer, you won’t need it anyway.” However he did made his way back to the room, letting go of Nike, to pick up the beer. At the same time Nike made her way outside the room and almost felt into the wall.

“Nike, god dammed-“. Robert made his way back to her, scaring a few guys that were standing close to her only by his look. He tried to make a hand free to grab her by her arm again and slowly making his way to the lower floor of the hotel as he pulled Nike after him. Mentally cursing at himself and at Nike he made his way down the stairs, ignoring every stare or whisper and only showed an angry glare to the few that were annoying him. “We first have a mission to accomplish” He simply answered as Nike was complaining she wanted to go home. This was not the right time to go act like a child and Robert growled at her as she was looking like she was throwing up. “Oh, not now please,” he said with the irritation hearable in his voice. “Drink like a man and act like a man.” He simply said as he forced her to continue walking, guiding her to the right car. Being sure she sat down into the vehicle he placed the backpacks and beer into the back of the car. For a moment he was glad as he was the one driving because if Nike had offered to drive, she wouldn’t be able to it now. At least he was thankful she always was keeping him busy, her foolish acts and ways always made his mind clear from all the nightmares and questions that were bothering him. However when they were driving over the large, quiet road again and they both were being quiet his mind slowly started to move back to the two persons on the pictures. The feelings he was having about that picture couldn’t be described with any words, because of the twisted feelings. He wanted to know who they were, maybe even more then that he wanted to find out about his accident. They had been important for him, but he simply couldn’t find any clue for it at all. It was a big plan, but there were no clues were to start. He did not had a home, his memories failed every time, making him forget most random facts every time, and he also had a job to do that was consuming most of his time.

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