HAWKINS, EVE

[blondie]

EVE "EVIE" HAWKINS
IS YOUR NEW BEST FRIEND

Believe angels don't need wings.

IF YOU DON'T LIKE ME
I DO NOT CARE

FULL NAME Eve Arwin Hawkins
NICKNAMES Evie.
AGE 17
GENDER female.
SEXUALITY heterosexual.
STATUS single.
RACE Demigod.
OCCUPATION OR GRADE 11
SPECIAL POWERS & ABILITIES Eve has a strong sense of what is right and wrong. She cannot be deceived easily and can tell when someone is lying. She is also able to see perfectly in the dark.

I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP
I CAN HELP MYSELF

HAIR COLOUR Dirty blonde that glistens gold in the sun or under the stars. It has a natural wave to it that often becomes loose ringlets near the end.
EYES Light, stormy blue.
SCARS none.
TATTOOS none.
PIERCINGS One on each ear.
PLAY-BY none -- someone I found on photobucket.
APPEARANCE Eve stand proud at 5'7''. She has a lean, athletic build with long arms and legs. Her legs, abdominals and back are well defined, with her arms having more subtle muscle definition. She has elegant "pianist" fingers with short, well trimmed nails.Eve has a long face with high cheek bones and fair complexion. Her smile is radiant and reveals her bright, straight teeth. Whenever she smiles, the apples of Eve's cheeks become a naturally rosy colour. Never the less, it is Eve's eyes that capture most people's attention. They are a beautiful shade of stormy blue that lighten around the pupil. Eve has the sparkle of the stars in her eyes, however they always seem to be passing judgement.Her hair is long, reaching just above the small of her back. It is dirty blonde in colour, however it lightens slightly near her roots. Under the sun or the stars Eve's hair glistens gold. It is naturally wavy with a slight curl. It is fine in texture and smooth to the touch.
WARDROBE More often than not, Eve is found wearing jeans with multiple layers on top. She enjoys wearing neutral colours and adores sweaters. She accessorizes with earrings and necklaces only, for she is not a huge fan of bracelets or rings. This being said, she wears one golden ring on the third finger of her right hand that her grandmother gave to her. As far as formal wear is concerned, if there is ever an occasion to dress up, Eve will jump all over it! She enjoys wearing mid-length dresses with a pair of strappy heels and appropriate jewelry.

DON'T JUDGE ME
AND I WON'T JUDGE YOU

LIKES

• being physically active - especially swimming, skating, dancing and occasionally running.
  
• ice cream - chocolate is her favourite.
  
• the rain
  
• being outdoors
  
• helping those in need
  
• standing up for what is right/what she believes in

DISLIKES

• dishonesty
  
• tardiness
  
• peppers and mushrooms - the only veggies that she cannot stand.
  
• people that are arrogant
  
• those who pass judgement on others before looking at themselves

FEARS

• spiders
  
• heights
  
• one day waking up and realizing that she is out of shape
  
• corruption of justice

SECRETS Sometimes she does not trust her own sense of self or judgement.

OVERALL PERSONALITY
Upon first meeting Eve, it is clear that she is a high achiever and will not stop until she accomplishes her goals. She is hard working, determined and opinionated. She is the first to stand up to express her opinions and defend what she deems is right. This being said, she can become narrow minded and stubborn. She is a ball of bubbly energy, and is filled with natural charisma. People are naturally drawn to her whether she is speaking or not. She is very much a "people person" and can empathize and sympathize to others easily. She is a fighter and definitely someone you want on your side. Although she is extremely patient, if you irritate her, there will be hell to pay.

GET OVER IT
I'M JUST A PERSON

OLYMPIAN PARENT Astraea
MORTAL PARENT Damien Hawkins - DECEASED (aged 38)
SIBLINGS none.
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE none.
ORIGIN Dover, Vermont.
HISTORY Eve was born in a small rural town in Southern Ontario, Canada. She and her father moved to Dover when Eve was three years old; so she has always considered it her hometown. Her father was a state politician, so the two of them always lived comfortably. Due to his busy work schedule, Eve and her father did not see each other often causing them to never achieve a close father-daughter relationship. Her father never neglected Eve, for she was well provided for although she craved affection.

In school Eve was always quiet and shy, unsure of how others would perceive her. Although she was shy at the time, she was always a sweetheart, sticking up to the bullies who picked on the younger, weaker kids. Although she did not have many friends when she was younger. To this day she still defends those who need it, however it was not until she went to Camp Half Blood that she really broke out of her shell.

Due to the fact that her father was a politician, Eve was quick to learn about the injustices and corruptions of life. She made a vow to herself to continue to be protector of the innocent and help restore the balance in the world. She was thirteen when she first stepped foot in the camp. She was thirteen when her father was assassinated. She stepped foot into camp two weeks after her father's death. Her father was moments away from passing a controversial law providing more support from those who suffer from poverty when a lead bullet sped through his chest. Eve was at school at the time. She did not receive the news until the next morning.

Eve did not wish to spend time with a foster family or in another home after her father`s death. She packed up her `worldly`possessions and headed off,following the wind and the song in her heart. It took her two weeks to arrive at Camp Half Blood. The second she stepped onto campus, she knew that this were her real journey was going to start. She hardly believed her ears when she learned that she was a demi-god.
Although she is modest, Eve is aware of her incredible potential and is determined to reach and exceed it.

TRUST ME
I'M NOT ANOTHER STRANGER

ALIAS Evie.
AGE 19
RULE WORDS ADMIN EDIT
WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? Through Spike - he can fill me in on everything (He`s a close friend).
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? Spike highly reccommended it. =3

(It's from a Harry Potter RP - is that okay? I can redo one specific to Eve, if you want.)

It was midnight. Soft moonlight shone through the large, open window in the Astronomy Tower. Jynx stared out the window, her beautiful blue eyes clouded with thoughts about herself. She let out a small sigh and lifted her head to stare at the moon, as if looking for answers.

How can I go on like this? She asked herself as she stared blankly at the full moon, too busy drowning in her self-pity to appreciate its beauty, How long can I continue with this farce. It's only a matter of time before they figure it out.

She sighed once more and stood up from her desk. In a few long strides Jynx reached the open window, a cool night breeze sweeping past her sending shivers down her spine.
In theory, Jynx was doing an bonus homework assignment however she found it extremely difficult to consternate on this night on the twenty third of November. Tomorrow, the twenty fourth, was the first of three nights that she was able to hunt out in the forest; a night both glorious and grotesque. On this particular night, Jynx was fixed on the grotesque, feeling ashamed of the monster that she felt she was. The mix of self-loathing and thirst for blood made it difficult for her to focus on the constellations in the dark sky.

Jynx stared absently out the window for a few moments before snapping back to reality, desperately trying to stay on task and ignore her inner self; but alas, to no avail. Fusterated, she returned to her paper laden desk and pushed the half completed work to the side. Jynx sat down angry and rested her chin on the desk, her arms dangling beside her in frustration.

How am I supposed to lead on that I'm just like everyone else when I'm not? She continued bombarding herself with her usual exasperated questions.

"It's a blessing, and a curse." She quoted her father with a scoff and laughed bitterly. "A blessed dhampire. Now that's an oxymoron that should be found in a textbook."

There was a heavy silence that filled the room as Jynx's eyes slowly darkened, matching the deep colour of the midnight sky. An unexplained look of pain swept across her fair face as her eyes filled with something that a mortal could not describe its full justice. Jynx grimaced and bit down on her bottom lip. Hard.

A few drops of crimson dripped down her chin as she Jynx slowly relaxed her jaw, released her canine's from her broken flesh. Like a beast, she stood up and threw her desk across the room. She shook her head violently side to side- her blonde hair a tsunami wave.

"I didn't ask for this!!" She howled, her hair a wild mess, tangled and teased. Blood from her broken lip on her chin. The dark look in her eyes. Was she really a monster?

I GUESS I'LL GO
BEST BE ON MY WAY OUT

[(Spike)]

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