[hider=Brianna H. Caverly/Hermes][center][h1][color=FC74FD]Brianna H. Caverly[/color][/h1] [IMG]https://65.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m9cusmLZb71rdnvweo1_500.jpg[/IMG] [i]You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, love like you'll never be hurt, sing like there's nobody listening, and live like it's heaven on earth.[/i] -[b]William W. Purkey[/b][/center][hr][hr][center][color=gold][h1][u]Personal Information[/u][/h1][/color][/center] [color=FC74FD][u]Name:[/u][/color] Brianna Halford Caverly [color=FC74FD][u]Nickname[/u][/color] Hal Bri Bri-Bri (as a child) [color=FC74FD][u]Birth Date[/u][/color] October 19th [color=FC74FD][u]Age:[/u][/color] Twenty Years Old [color=FC74FD][u]Gender[/u][/color] Female [color=FC74FD][u]Sexuality[/u][/color] Heterosexual, but she's always up for experimenting. [hr][center][color=gold][h1][u]In The Mirror[/u][/h1][/color][/center] [center][img]https://67.media.tumblr.com/4202194d37fac78d3cd0b9d73bcf5214/tumblr_inline_mvplz1uIBM1r9ei05.gif[/img][/center] [color=FC74FD][u]In Depth Appearance:[/u][/color] Brianna stands at a proud 5’10, with long and slender limbs. She is well toned throughout, and though she doesn't have bulging mountains for biceps, they are worthy of being shown off. Her legs are powerful, strong enough to carry her through the track but graceful enough to keep her on top of things in flight. Her skin is on the border of tan and pale, more of a sheer sun kissed look than anything. Though her prime athletic body is surely taken from her father, her striking face is inherited from her mother. She has light brown tresses, falling in waves just past her shoulders. Her face is round, not to the point of being pudgy, but more to keep features delicate and girly. She has sapphire eyes, with flecks of grey in them, and eyebrows with a curved arch. She can't wear makeup on her eyes or face -because she does a lot of activities that could cause running- but she does put on a coat of red lipstick that accents her pouty lips. Her skin isn't flawless by any means, She has many scars from falling or injuring herself in some way. The way she carries those scars is what makes her seem flawless, with a grace and respect for every mar. She doesn't cover them up, or drench them in products to make the scars fade. Some boys say this gives her an extra level of attractiveness, others say it throws off her face. She couldn't care less. [color=FC74FD][u]Clothing Style[/u][/color] Brianna hates unnecessary clothes, she wouldn't be caught dead in sweatshirts or baggy pants that hang loose from her skin. This is why she's usually in skirts or crop-tops. Her tops don't have plunging necklines that reveal her cleavage, and her skirts usually fall just above her knees. They fit her form, just enough to show that she has curves. Underneath her clothes she wears spandex and a sports bra, making her able to strip her outer layer and go for a run with anyone interested. Her hair is almost always tied up, a few strands hanging loose to frame her face. She's always wearing Fterá Angélou, and has a set of golden wrist cuffs carved with the symbols of her father to match. She has never bothered getting her ears pierced, knowing they could be ripped out if caught on something in flight, and other than her cuffs she wears no jewelry. Her style fits her, always ready to be active or on the run. [hr][center][color=gold][h1][u]Delving Deeper[/u][/h1][/color][/center] [Center][img]https://67.media.tumblr.com/d8828a37e73a6ee6e966a0f741b3a0d5/tumblr_nluhl3zRfC1roz5p1o3_r1_250.gif[/img][/center] [color=FC74FD][u]Quirks/Oddities/Habits[/u][/color] At least five [list][*] Pruning the feathers of Fterá Angélou, to calm herself. [*] Chatting with herself in different languages, as though she was in a group. [*] Chewing on her fingernails, once a biter always a biter. [*] When she's bored, she entertains herself by cleaning. [*] She has an old soul, enjoying classics much more than modern things. [*] Brianna is a bit of a kleptomaniac, taking things that belong to other people. Most times she doesn't even notice what she does, until she's digging through her pockets and finds things that don't belong. [/list] [color=FC74FD][u]Likes:[/u][/color] [list][*] Reading, mostly Edgar Allen Poe [*] Music, anything played is good enough for her [*] Flying [*] Dancing [*] Singing [*] Track and Field [*] Hanging out With Friends[/list] [color=FC74FD][u]Dislikes:[/u][/color] At least five [list][*] Needles, with a passion [*] Being excluded [*] Running out of things to do [*] Being around people she doesn't know [*] Letting strangers into her bubble for team building purposes [/list] [color=FC74FD][u]Fears:[/u][/color] [list][*] Falling while in flight [*] Losing connection with her father [*] Letting someone dangerous into her personal space [*] People finding out about her less than perfect past [/list] [color=FC74FD][u]Personality:[/u][/color] [center][u]♦ Prideful ♦ Mischievous ♦ Curious ♦ Active [/u][/center] Brianna is a tomboy, always up for action and hanging out with the guys. She doesn't spend much time worrying about her looks, just enough to stay presentable. She acts a bit more casual around boys, always fearing she has something to prove with other women. Some girls have called her a few names in the past, since she has more male friends than female. She ignores them though, names don't mean a thing if there isn't any truth behind them. She has a lot of energy, but to cool down she reads books and poems. This gives her some versatility, so she isn't easily labeled as a fitness buff or nerd. She's a good friend to those that don't pick on her, and she can be a bit flirty if you catch her at the right time. When it comes to romance, she doesn't mind making the first move. She does require a lot of trust in people though, someone that can deal with her thefts and the fact that she doesn't have a family outside of her Mom and Dad. [color=FC74FD][u]Background:[/u][/color] When Brianna was born, the world didn't stop spinning, there was no choir announcing that a demigod had been born healthy and kicking. Instead, she was handed off to a nurse whilst her mother slept off the painful two hours of pushing. Brianna was fatherless, and her mother's family disapproved so much no one came to hold her hand or comfort her. A wedlocked baby was all they had wanted, and Brianna didn't quite fit. Life from there was honest and full of tests for Brianna's mother. She was only nineteen, taking care of a baby and withdrawing herself from college. Her family didn't support her, and Brianna's father was nowhere to be seen. She didn't have much, but she nurtured Brianna well, raising her on poems from Edgar Allen Poe and songs by Billy Joel. Looking back now, Brianna figures her mother's love of literature is what hooked her father. Things started to get complicated when Brianna turned nine. She was sent home from school often, because when the teachers came around to inspect desks, they would see hers full of pencils and hairpieces that didn't belong. Brianna insisted she didn't know why they were there, but no one believed her. It was straight to the office, then straight home. Brianna's mother was concerned, of course, but she didn't see any problems with it. The thefts were just a phase Brianna was going through, she told herself, never punishing her little bundle of joy too severely. Brianna knew she was different when she was in middle school, her first year of official sports. It wasn't her amazing skills on the court that pointed out her oddities, but that she managed to stay on the team. The coach had been a bit iffy about her, knowing her track record from elementary school. When Brianna started stealing electric tape or cheer ribbons, the coach decided it was time to kick her, star player or no. Brianna was pulled into the coach’s office, staring up at a lady with crows feet and crooked teeth. The coach told her she was off the team, and that she had to turn in her uniform by Monday morning. It was the week before their first out of town game, and Brianna practically fell on her knees, pleading with the coach to stay in. There was nothing she wanted more than that game, but the coach wasn't having it...until Brianna suggested compromise. Brianna felt the power flowing through her voice, she saw the brief look of confusion on her coach’s face before the lady agreed to let Brianna stay. Brianna didn't question it, but she was retracted within herself the rest of the day, thinking about what had happened. It was like a switch had been flipped for her powers, because from that day onwards, she used them constantly. When she was in trouble with an adult, it would come out before she could even consider a different way of handling things. If Brianna was to be honest with herself, she would say things got a bit out of hand. She would use it on the other members of her team, too. Some middle schoolers thought it was unfair, she was a starter on the A-Team in sixth grade. They began to take out agressions on her, and as a means of defense, Brianna would suggest they ‘pick on someone their own size’. Before she knew it, a full on fight had started in the locker room between the older girls. They forgot their team ethics, the coach said, and most of them were kicked off. It continued outside of school too, she would steal something without noticing, shoving it into her purse while reaching for a chapstick. Then, when she went to leave the alarms would go off. Security would come and check her, looking through her purse and finding the objects. She would tell them she didn't know what they were talking about, and she was free to go. Once, she was exiting a store and was intercepted by a man. He was tall and full of youth, with wavy hair the same shade as Brianna's. He looked athletic in his Nike shorts and tank-top, and had the strangest pair of shoes, synthetic wings flapping lazily, Brianna figured they were powered by wires in the golden straps. He gave her an apprehensive smile, before handing her a letter. [hider=Contents of The Letter] [color=yellow][i]Dear Brianna, [indent]Please accept this note as a sincere apology. I was not here for you, during your first steps or your first words, but I am here now. To have a child as a God is not easy. I've been watching you grow from the clouds, and I have been sending you and your mother good luck, as a token of my affection for the two of you. It isn't enough to make up for my absence, but I plan on doing that now. I am a part of your life, I always have been and I will continue to be.[/indent] [right]With eternal love, Hermes.[/right][/i][/color] [/hider] Brianna was tempted to tear up the letter, and get away from the creeper before she was abducted, but something held her there. Was the man really her father? Was he really Hermes, the Greek God they skimmed over in school? Slowly, he got on his knee and opened his arms, like a military father would to greet his child after a tour in some foreign country. Brianna clenched her fists, almost sure he was her dad. His letter had been an apology, but she was still upset with him. Her mother had waited, all those years, for him to come back and visit their child. Now here he was, and she was already ten. He had missed ten whole years, but treated them like nothing. Tears fell from her cheeks, onto the pavement, and she caved. Running to her father, and wrapping her arms around him. He told her that he was going to help her control her powers, until he could enroll her in the Olympus Academy. Brianna didn't know what that meant, but she agreed quickly. That same day, Hermes reconnected with his past lover. Brianna's Mom said she understood, and that Hermes could have her during the summer, but would stay out of her life during the school year. They spent that night murmuring on the couch in the living room, and Hermes was gone the next day. Hermes kept his promise, taking her everywhere during the summer. Teaching her how to layer her Suggestions, and keep from using them. He showed her how to put up a barrier, they were weak though, and she would have to work on them in the Academy. She toured the underworld with him, guiding souls and delivering mail to Hades. Then, when the summer months were over, she was returned home. This carried on for three years, until she was taken out of public school entirely and placed in the Olympus Academy. Now, she's in her fifth year. She still has great connections with her father, and mother. Her letter is framed and hanging in her room, for her to see every day as she puts on her winged sandals. [color=FC74FD][u]Extra[/u][/color] Isis, Egyptian Goddess of magic and plenty of other things. If we're talking Greeks though, I have to go with Hephaestus. [hr][center][color=gold][h1][u]Godly Information[/u][/h1][/color][/center] [color=FC74FD][u]Godly Parent[/u][/color] Hermes. God of travelers, thieves, merchants, boundaries, messages, luck, and eloquence. To name a few. Brianna [i]really[/i] likes to correct people when they say he's just the God of thieves. [color=FC74FD][u]Relationship With Godly Parent[/u][/color] Unlike the majority of other kids, Brianna has a good relationship with her father, who has taught her much about her godly abilities. When they are together, they are usually traveling around the world of humans or the realm of the gods. He spoils her, but cares enough to discipline her and keep her in check. He usually lets loose around her, indulging in his trickster side once all work is done. Her father has brought a lot of light to her life, and she's glad she has connected with him in such a way. [color=FC74FD][u]Godly Abilities[/u][/color] [color=FC74FD]The Power of Suggestion[/color]- Brianna is naturally eloquent, her words carry proudly enough to make any first year Aphrodite child a bit jealous (after that they greatly surpass her.). She can also put a power behind her suggestions, making them nearly irresistible to mortals and weak minded Demigods. Athena and Aphrodite children have a knack for deflecting this ability, and even her most potent suggestions only sound a wee bit sweeter in their ears. Some Hecate children can sense her charmspeak, but their deflection abilities vary. As mentioned, Brianna can play around with intensity of her Suggestion, where as a child it just came out in waves that were uncontrollable. When she suggests something dangerous, say “Trip and fall on that rock,” it doesn't matter who she's working with, their chance of deflection doubles. This is one of her favorite abilities, and she works on it most. [color=FC74FD]Fterá Angélou-[/color] Brianna has her own special pair of winged shoes, given to her by her father. They have golden straps and feathers that flap even when she isn't flying. The soles are thin plates of flexible something or other (if you want the specifics, ask a Hephaestus kid.) that make it feel like her feet are bare but protected against rocks and other substances that could damage her feet. Very comfortable, they have an amazing ability to never feel worn. Of course, they also allow her to fly. In the eyes of mortals, they look like [url=http://wiki.chronicles-of-blood.com/images/Boots-Hermes_winged_sandals.jpg]this[/url] [color=FC74FD]Multilingualism-[/color] Have an old papyrus scroll in Ancient Egyptian? Maybe you bought some Japanese snacks and can’t figure out how to microwave it. Well, if Brianna is around, she's your girl. The daughter of the messenger is a hell of a translator, picking up on foreign languages with ease. She knows everything from Afrikaans to Ancient Greek. There aren't many limits to this power, but since she doesn't have anyone to talk to in these languages, it's mostly useless. [color=FC74FD]Personal Space-[/color] Brianna can set a border around herself, by will. It's a circle around her, about two feet away in any direction. Once someone is let in, they are let in permanently. It's a good protection against melee attacks, but anything thrown or shot can pass through. Spears can pass through as well, up to the point it is held. The same goes for gases, and explosive devices. A demigod with a strong will may be able to press against the barrier, but if they don't make it all the way through, they will be knocked back a fair distance. If you're one of the lucky few Brianna has let in, you connect to a sort of mental link with her. It's a strange sensation, her voice in your mind and vice versa. If you're totally against it, you can put up a defensive wall. [color=FC74FD]Peak Physical Condition-[/color] Brianna is very physically fit, with muscle definition coming all the way from her years as a preteen. She has always excelled in sports, track and field being her favorites. She dominates the field, taking charge with powerful swings or dribbles. She also has the perk of a fast metabolism, being able to eat almost anything, though she sticks to a healthy diet. Some may say she's a health nut, but it's in her genes. [/hider] [hr]