*flails arms helplessly* A-aaaw, thank you! >///<

(( Original Character ask meme - Psychology edition~))

“I have seen books about bringing back the dead! I think they were in the Great Gubbal Library in the forbidden section! I will go there! Oh, wait, and please call Master Severian for me! I need to talk to him! I will talk to him!” shouting at her bodyguard, she wrestled from the grip of the great Xaela.

“No, it’s not too late! I won’t have that. Even if I have to defy Nald’thal. Even if I have to defy time and space. I will bring them back! No one is going to take Sang from me! They don’t deserve that! After everything that has happened, they can’t die just like that.” On the last words, Vallencia chocked on her tears and fell down on her knees. Hiding her face behind her small and powerless hands, she sobbed. “Please … please understand … I can’t … I just can’t … not without Sang …”

“Sir, there is no need. Thank you, but I can heal myself,” Vallencia started but the Raen obvioulsy didn’t listen to her. Since she knew the type of people who wouldn’t listen at all once they decided to help, she pressed her lips onto each other and went quiet for him to continue.

Although she tried her best to be quiet, a quiet groan still left her lips in the end. The wound definitely hurt and it was some blood that she has lost. Seeing that even the bandage turned a bit red after a little moment. She sighed. A frown was on her face. But because the man was still looking at her, she quickly changed it into a smile.

“Thank you very much, sir. For this and your help earlier. I was a bit careless and I will get enough scolding once I get home. But do not worry, since you knocked all of them out, no one will harass me anytime soon.” Vallencia looked at the unconscious bodies around them on this rocky way near Namai. So much on how she wanted to take a shortcut.

In the end, the Lalafell rose and was ready to go before she stopped once more to look at the Raen. “Ah, may I please have your name, sir? You will be compensated for helping me.”

The first iteration of her was born when i was like 10 yo. Back then i wanted a character who was beautiful, strong and agile, someone i know i wasn’t. Someone who could keep going. I was bullied in school, beaten up for being fat and laughed at all the time. I wanted a person to look up to who isn’t stopped by such things, who can keep going, who can fight on, have her own creed and morals that she was devoted to.

1ST RULE: tag 9 people you want to get to know better:

Tagged by: @jlaweez Thank you!! : D

@steppe-shanties @lordofcrowns @prowling-symphonies @littlestcreampuff @spartanivwarsol12343 @ghostlyfoxangel @housefortempsknight @bloodfenrir @fractured-aether

2nd RULE: BOLD the statements that are true:

APPEARANCE: · I am 5'7" or taller · I wear glasses · I have at least one tattoo ·I have at least one piercing ·I have blonde hair · I have brown eyes · I have short hair · My abs are at least somewhat defined · I have or have had braces

PERSONALITY: · I 💛 meeting new people · People tell me that I’m funny · Helping others with their problems is a big priority for me · I enjoy physical challenges · I enjoy mental challenges · I’m playfully rude with people I know well · I started saying something ironically and now I can’t stop saying it · There is something I would change about my personality.

ABILITY: · I can sing well (some kinds of music, but yeah) · I can play an instrument (clarinet) · I can do over 30 pushups without stopping · I’m a fast runner · I can draw well · I have a good memory · I’m good at doing math in my head · I can hold my breath underwater for over a minute · I have beaten at least 2 people in arm 🤼 · I know how to cook at least 3 meals from scratch · I know how to throw a proper 🥊

HOBBIES: · I enjoy playing sports · I’m on a sports team at my school or somewhere else (I was when I was at School and College) · I’m in an orchestra or choir at my school or somewhere else  · I have learned a new song in the past week· I work out at least once a week · I have drawn something in the past month ·I enjoy writing · fandoms are my #1 passion · I do or have done martial arts.

EXPERIENCES: · I have had my first 😘 · I have had alcohol · I have scored the winning goal in a sports game · I have 👀 an entire season of a 📺 show in one sitting · I have been at an overnight event · I have been in a 🚕 · I have been in the 🏥 or ER in the past year · I have beaten a 🎮 in one day · I have visited another country · I have been to one of my favourite bands’ concerts

MY LIFE: · I have at least one person I consider a “best friend” · I live close to my school · My parents are still together · I have at least one sibling · I live in the United States · There is snow right now where I live · I have hung out with a friend in the past month · I have a 📱 · I have at least 15 CDs · I share my room with someone

RELATIONSHIPS: · I’m in a relationship · I have a crush on a celebrity · I have a crush on someone I know · I have been in at least 3 relationships · I have never been in a relationship · I have asked someone out or admitted my feelings to them · I get crushes easily · I had a crush on someone for over a year · I have been in a relationship for at least a year· I have had feelings for a friend

Her best memory would have to be from when she was young, before she realized that the world was a big mean place:

Suzi, aged eight, was walking through the flower garden outside of the children’s home she lived, the orphanage well groomed and plenty taken care of, butterflies were everywhere. She loved it out there, in the fresh air, birds singing and butterflies chasing her in her flower printed sundress. It was a normal day, really, nothing special, until she came upon a tree. In this tree was a little bird’s nest, on the ground below it? A little robin’s egg. Suzi quickly used her dress to scoop up the defenseless egg, hoping she wasn’t too late to keep it warm. She climbed the tree, the little monkey that she was, the egg safely kept in a pocket and shimmied out onto the branch. Upon closer inspection of the nest, it was clear something had gotten to it and attacked it, eggshells were left behind with nothing else but feathers and wet spots she didn’t want to identify. Her eyes watered as she climbed down from the tree and made her way back to the house. 

“Matron! The bird’s nest! It was attacked... this was on the ground but the nest is now empty and... I don’t think the momma will be coming back.” Her little head tilted down, pulling the egg free to hold gently in the palm of her hand, “It’s all alone down... do... do you think it’ll survive?” The matron, a kind Auri lady, smiled gently as she knelt down to take Suzi’s hands, cupping them a little closer around the egg, “I think we’ll give it the best chance it can get.” And so they went to the kitchen and created a small nest for the egg out of a basket and cheese cloth, “Here. You’ll have to be vigilant of this egg. Keep it near warmth and turn it every few hours. The Dawn Father destined for you to find this egg, so it is up to you to take care of it.” Suzi nodded and took the basket, going to her room where she pulled a rocking chair toward the fire place and sat. And there she remained for a week, leaving for short times to go wash, eat and tend to basic needs but never gone for more than an hour. Her temper flared if any of the other children tried to mess with the basket, till after a couple of days, the children left her alone. Half way into the second week, Suzi woke from her dozing in the chair, to find the egg cracked. Thinking she’d dropped the egg, she quickly checked it, gently brushing her finger along the shell only to feel it vibrate a couple of times, a ‘taptaptap’ sort of vibration. It was hatching!