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[i] "Treat your heart well. You only have one." [/i]

[color=6ecff6]Name: [/color]
[i] Leine Creaux, [/i] or Lei.

[color=6ecff6]Orientation:[/color]
Either is fine.

[color=6ecff6]Gender:[/color]
Female. To be really frank - she don't care. She alternates between she and they pronouns.

[color=6ecff6]Age: [/color]
21

[color=6ecff6]Romantic Preference:[/color]
Don't know, don't care.

[color=6ecff6]Abilities:[/color]
- Other than an unnaturally strong sixth sense, Leine is able to work with her feet to pick up things and is rather flexible. 

[color=6ecff6]Weapon(s):[/color]
- Dual blades, but that's it. 

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[color=00aeef]Personality:[/color]
Simply put, a switch - and a swing. Leine's cheerfulness and enthusiasm, while genuine, are more of a shield to protect herself. She can be extremely bubbly a moment and incredibly shut-off the next, and these changes are very sudden and occur anywhere and at any time. 

Leine is rather eccentric and likes to talk to inanimate objects and, more often, to herself. She is usually caught with a sketchbook on hand, frowning and yelling by herself as she draws.

She can be rather manipulative. She knows how to get what she wants, and she usually [i] does [/i] get it.

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[color=00aeef]She heard the melody, as...[/color]
... she was having a particularly rough time; she was at the lowest point of her life and was close to committing suicide, after a huge fight with her mother. 

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[color=0076a3]Biography[/color]
She's lived in the shadow of her younger brother. 

Everyone else fawned over him; they found him adorable and likable. She, at the time, had been slightly chubby. She had cried to her mother about it, too. Why? Why was she always thrown to the side in favor of her brother, why was she always the outcast and ignored? What did she do to deserve this?

"Nobody likes chubby girls, Leine," Her mother had jeered, lips curled in disgust and contempt. Her eyes widened at the tone that her mother used; she wasn't used to hearing such cruel words. She was just a little girl, after all. "Slim down. People will like you more." 

She was twelve when her mother told her those words.

Of course, being a foolish twelve year old, she chose to believe her. Mother knows best, right? And so she went on an unhealthy diet, began to starve and starve until she grew thinner and thinner. She also started hating herself. She started to cry more, started to blame herself for everything. It was her fault, that she was this ruined. Her fault. She understood why she was always second and never noticed. Who'd notice her anyway? Someone as disgusting as her? 

Her grades began to drop, and her mother's contempt rose. She was labelled as the village idiot. The Stupid One. Once again, she tried. She tried to make [i] her beloved mother [/i] proud of her, but she failed time and time again. She then chose to give up, after a particularly big fight with her mother; she had laid on the floor of her room, alone, tears tracking down her cheeks. She grabbed a pair of scissors and had sheared off her long hair. Her father having been a hairdresser, she knew how to trim her own hair, and had shaved off the rest. 

She had been considering stabbing herself with the pair of scissors when she heard the melody.
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[color=0072bc]Weaknesses/Fears [/color]
- abandonment
- dark, cramped spaces
- her mother.

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>> She tends to carry around a bag of snacks, now that she's free of her mother and wanting to do something for herself.

>> She sleeps anywhere and everywhere. She's usually found easily. She's not a morning person, and usually requires at least fifteen minutes after she's woken up to orient herself.