[center][img]http://images.castcall.blue-compass.com.s3.amazonaws.com/portfolioraw/847/847955.jpg[/img] "One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words." - Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe[/center] [b]Name;[/b] Dalia Schnur [b]Nickname;[/b] [b]Age;[/b] 31 [b]Date of Birth;[/b] TBD [b]Gender;[/b] Female [b]Sexuality;[/b] Bisexual [b]Occupation;[/b] Psychiatrist [b]Place of Origin;[/b] Israel [b]Likes;[/b] self-improvement, quality cuisine, tea, zen-buddhist literature, sensory disorder (city noise, mixed grasses, dappled sunlight) [b]Dislikes;[/b] indecision, dishonesty, laziness, ignorance, any attempts at closeness to her own person [b]Fears;[/b] attachment, loss [b]Hobbies;[/b] regular Krav Maga practice, fine dining [b]Personality;[/b] While capable empathically, Dalia doesn't acknowledge her own emotions, which are much dulled and repressed, but extant. She spends significant effort at improving herself in physical and mental capacities to distract from emotions, and her natural health affords both. Similarly, instead of having emotional experiences, Dalia prefers to have sensual experience, whether taste, sight, sound, or other pleasures. She makes an effort not to allow emotions to foster, which generally means keeping detached from people, including family. Her chosen profession is primarily just that: a profession, but is also a way to sample and deconstruct emotions from a safe distance. Dalia does not generally allow anyone to be more than a casual or work acquaintance. If anyone attempts to become more familiar with her than that, she will generally deflect their interest into an easier venue. [b]History;[/b] Dalia grew up in a fairly secular family, and inherited their lack of need for the supernatural. Her father provided much more warmth than her mother growing up, and when he died as Dalia was 15, she found herself wanting not to experience the pain of loss ever again, and to excise the emotion. At that age, it didn’t especially work, but the seed was planted. Dalia went through the rest of her schooling by keeping people at as much a distance as she could stand to, having a few friends, a couple unpursued romantic interests, but nothing more. She found that by feigning interest in the affairs of others, she was able to more successfully keep them occupied, and herself distant. The suggestion eventually filtered through school and family that she should be a therapist, given how good a listener she was, and Dalia had to agree it was a skillset she possessed. Still: like many in the nation of her birth, on graduating from secondary school, Dalia served in the Israel Defense Forces. While she did not experience any direct combat, the opportunity to train her body proved appealing, as did the discipline and structure she found. The latter proved to be a false sense of security though, when the possibility of romantic entanglement even in that place arose. As it had been some time since she’d permitted romance, and her only previous *romantic* interests had been male, it had been especially surprising to fall for girl. When, for the first time in years, Dalia allowed herself to indulge in emotion, and expressed her interest to the other party, the response was a superior taking her aside to explain allegations of sexual harassment. Fortunately, no one wanted the publicity of pursuing this, and Dalia was allowed to continue serving quietly, with a new competence in not feeling. On finishing her mandatory years of service, Dalia found herself wanting to deconstruct human emotions via the educational route that had been established as an interest by her family: psychiatry. By the time she’d finished her mandatory service, the friends who’d been interested in her future had faded from her that position. Now free of many of her old social obligations, and with some small amount of money from her years in the IDF, Dalia was able to pursue hobbies outside of her education, including a continued practice of the Krav Maga she’d learned in her military years. [b]Extra;[/b] Hm. Arrested Development or Samurai Champloo. Sense8 is cool too, obviously.