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Cynthia is aware of her appearance and quite obviously proud of it as her outfits usually consist of tight-fitting tops and leg-bearing shorts. She loves showing off her fashion sense, almost as much as she loves painting her face to pure perfection. Cynthia has a square jaw, full lips, and a slightly crooked nose which she often adjusts with a bit of highlight and contour. Her eyes are huge and often look gray, though, in reality, they are a very pale green. White skin, which is quite easily burned, stands out against her crisp blonde hair. There is evidence of past dying and cutting adventures if one were to be dumb enough to look closely at her shoulder-length locks. She is conventionally attractive, and she knows when to use it to her advantage. Though it normally does not match her outfits, Cynthia often carries around with her a many-pocketed olive-green bag. In these pockets are a collection of rather odd things, like vials of oily water, weird pocket knives, and a rotted, stringy noose at the very bottom. In the larger pockets are archaic, unmarked tomes, and a single perfectly maintained bible. She will not go into detail about any of these items if asked. [/indent][/indent] ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛs [color=647069]▔▔▔▔▔▔ x[/color] [indent][indent]Cynthia is just like other girls; she loves hot coffee in the morning, rainy days, fashion magazines, and killing witches. Well, the last bit isn't really an [i]interest[/i], more so a hobby, or a job, but it certainly takes up a lot of her attention most days. Perhaps this is due to her interest in collecting— she has shelves full of weird stones, boxes full of pocket knives, and bags full of teeth, and half of those can be found on the job! People always say you should do what you love for a living, and, well, Cynthia is doing just that! Besides that, Cynthia makes it a habit to go to the gym every day, and though she hasn't performed in awhile she is still quite interested in ballet. She loves going out on the town, which translates to she loves drinking, and sometimes she considers her nicotine addiction to be some sort of interest, sometimes. [/indent][/indent] ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ [color=647069]▔▔▔▔▔▔ x[/color] [indent][indent]Cynthia is a rather frantic sort of person. She takes life quickly as if constantly sprinting towards an ending, and she often has little time to waste on other people. This is, to say, that she is rather impatient to an unnatural degree. There is a plan of action in her head at all times, and if she is not acting towards this plan then she declares she is wasting time. Perhaps this is a side effect of her rough upbringing, by Cynthia is not one to dwell on the past. She lives in the now and the future, not the then, and she wants to keep it that way no matter what. As one could imagine what with her steady stride towards her own end, Cynthia has few friends, but the friends she can collect are often blessed with having a very loyal companion. She believes in watching the backs of others so long as they watch her's. Despite this, her rather manic approach to making friends often drives away many possible suitors. Cynthia has a morbid sense of self, brought on by her father's cruel teachings and harsh punishments, and she often projects this morbidness into the world around her. She takes pleasure in seeing the pain of others, beings efficient in her work, and making cruel jokes if only to get a few eye-boggling stares. Her honey-sweet voice is often bogged down with dreams of slicing, cutting, and gouging, and the only reprise from this side of her comes when she is intoxicated. Then, when the liquor has made work of her, Cynthia is quiet and contemplative, almost to the point of seeming possessed. She slows down and shuts up. It's strange. Regardless, Cynthia is a sweet-seeming, quick-witted, but horribly cruel woman. She takes her work seriously and almost puts it above all else in her life, and due to this she often causes more harm to herself than she seems to realize. [/indent][/indent] ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ [color=647069]▔▔▔▔▔▔ x[/color] [indent][indent]Cynthia Nox Phips was born under a full moon in the household where she would soon spend her worst days. Her father, Joseph Phips, had urged her mother to give birth naturally, with only a midwife to aid in the process. Though her mother vehemently refused up until her actual birth date, in the end, she was a broken woman with a broken spirit and a broken mind, and in the end, she could not refuse. You see, Joseph Phips wasn't a nice man. He was a priest set in the old ways and a man who used anger to fuel his existence instead of blood. Cynthia's mother died when she was about two, so the loss wasn't too significant, but being left alone with Joseph Phips was. Besides being a priest, Joseph's other job revolved around the hunting and killing of unholy souls. He was a direct ancestor of Govern Phips after all, it only seemed right to him to take up the old ways and follow in his great, great grandfather's example. This example had to be passed down as well, and thus by the time Cynthia was old enough to hold a knife she was put in the basement and taught all of the ways to kill a person, both human and inhuman. Growing up with an abusive father and teacher and learning such horrid things does something to a little girl. With each passing year, she grew more and more hungry for freedom, and she was soon taught that freedom came with doing a good job. She lusted for praise, lusted for air, enough to follow her father's cruel teachings to the utmost ability. She became an efficient killer, a bible-thumping freak, and a strong fighter, all because her father made her. Once she moved out, the shadow of Joseph continued to haunt her, and every night she prays to him and tells him of all the good she did, all the blood she spilled, all the witches and devils she stopped. Even as she adjusted to normal life, she could not shake the ugly stain her father left on her psyche, and thus she continues to do what she was taught to do, because that is all she really knows.[/indent][/indent] sᴋɪʟʟs [color=647069]▔▔▔▔▔▔ x[/color] [indent][indent]Cynthia's efficiency is a result of her father's training and her own extensive studying. She has memorized many witch-related bloodlines and rituals and can name any sort of material that may be used if given a moment to think. Her true ability lies in her athleticism, though. She is muscular and trained to kill with not only blades but fists and rope as well. Her most deadly skill, though, maybe her one-mindedness in work. Once something occult has her attention, Cynthia will not rest until she has taken care of it. 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