[hider=Sylvia][CENTER][color=silver][h1][b]S Y L V I A[/b][/h1][/color][/CENTER] [table][row][/row][row][cell] [center][img] http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X-el3CvAy2Y/Um7rmGxLkII/AAAAAAAAJV0/boW4ByJCviY/s1600/m4.jpg[/img] [sup]_______________________________________________[/sup] [sub][color=silver]Sylvia Lillian Teignmott [sup]_______________________________________________[/sup] April 8th, 1835 [b]|[/b] 29 [b]|[/b] Caucasian [sup]_______________________________________________[/sup] Single [b]|[/b] ♀ [b]|[/b] Asexual [sup]_______________________________________________[/sup] College [b]|[/b] Governess (formerly), Private Tutor [sup]_______________________________________________[/sup] Physical Profile[/color][/sub] [sup]___________________________________[/sup][/center][hider=] [sub][color=silver][b]//Basics: • Height[/b][/color] | [i]5'7"[/i] [color=silver][b]• Weight[/b][/color] | [i]125 lbs[/i] [color=silver][b]• Build[/b][/color] | [i]Slim[/i] [color=silver][b]• Hair Colour[/b][/color] | [i]Brown[/i] [color=silver][b]• Eye Colour[/b][/color] | [i]Hazel[/i][/sub][/hider][CENTER][SUB][color=silver]Miscellaneous Items[/color][/sub] [sup]___________________________________[/sup][/center][hider=] [sub][b][color=silver]//Notes: • Other[/color][/b] | [i]Sylvia hates when people resort to violence. Not only is it so very impolite, but it also creates gigantic messes. Why can't people just stay calm and settle their differences over a pot of tea? Sheesh.[/i] [b][color=silver]//Paraphernalia: • Kate Spade Handbag[/color][/b] | [i]A designer handbag (or, if not designer, a very good knock-off) that can fit a seemingly infinite amount of items without expanding/becoming too heavy, thanks to Ludwig. [/i][/sub][/hider] [/cell][cell][sub][b] [color=silver]Appearance Details[/color][/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [indent]Most people can tell that Sylvia's an uptight stickler for manners just by [i]looking[/i] at her. Her straight brown hair is always combed, pulled back from her face in an elegant bun, with not a strand out of place; her dark hazel eyes are sharp and stern, and her lips are usually pressed together in a thin line, and they are rarely ever curved upwards in a smile. Her angular facial structure does nothing to shake that impression, either, nor do her bony fingers. And although Sylvia is certainly not [i]scrawny[/i], her figure is all lean lines and sharp edges, with no hint of softness whatsoever. She holds herself with all the stiff rigidity expected of a "proper" Victorian woman, her back ramrod straight and her posture [i]impeccable[/i] no matter what the situation. Her steps are brisk, but not [i]too[/i] brisk; her face stern, but not so stern as to appear cold or harsh. Sylvia is adamant about proper grooming, and she is always careful to keep her hair and nails clean and well-maintained. Make-up wise, Sylvia is still figuring it out, but her go-to look is usually the "French" or "natural" look; a touch of concealer, a dab of eye-shadow, a bit of lip gloss, and maybe some clear nail polish. She applies this same rule to the rest of her clothing and accessories as well, preferring a streamlined aesthetic of simple elegance to more flashy looks. Sylvia favors neutral colors, and would [i]never[/i] be seen in public in some of the things that she sees on the Internet.[/indent] [sub][b] [color=silver]Personality[/color][/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [INDENT]Sylvia is, first and foremost, a very grounded person. She leaves contemplating the human condition to the philosophers; Sylvia would rather think about something [i]useful[/i], such as how the [i]heck[/i] she's going to be able to afford to feed both her and Ludwig on her current salary. Sylvia is practical and pragmatic, and frankly, she really, [i]really[/i] doesn't like putting up with other people's bullshit (though she's gotten quite good at this. But still. It doesn't mean that she [i]likes[/i] it). Sylvia tends to be rather stern and serious, and most people get the impression that she just has zero sense of humor (to be fair, it [i]does[/i] take a lot to make her laugh). Calm and collected, no matter what the situation, Sylvia is a huge stickler for social etiquette. She is always polite, and she is always very composed, not at all prone to emotional outbursts. Sylvia is 100% capable of maintaining a straight face, even when presented with the most ridiculous of situations. She takes her outer appearance and comportment extremely seriously, and she expects others to be the same way-something that is certainly [i]not[/i] working out in her favor, right now (I mean, [i]come on[/i]. What is it that people are wearing these days-"sweatpants"? And the [i]shoes![/i] One of her students showed up wearing "Crocs", one day. Sylvia almost had a heart attack). Sylvia has a keen eye for detail, and she has a knack for remembering names and faces. She is cool and composed under pressure, and though she may get a bit snappish if somebody repeatedly makes the same stupid mistakes in a tight situation, she is typically very patient. Sylvia tries not to let her own feelings get the best of her, and would rather think things through logically than jump to conclusions based on vague "gut feelings" or hunches. She appreciates a well-organized, well-planned itinerary, and one of her [i]biggest[/i] pet peeves is when someone totally incompetent is somehow the person in charge. Despite her stern demeanor, Sylvia is actually quite caring. She doesn't mind children-really, she doesn't-and is a strict but fair teacher.[/INDENT] [/cell][/row][/table][sub][b] [color=silver]Character Synopsis[/color][/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [indent]Sylvia was born on April 8th, 1835. Yep, you heard me right-1835. She came from a middle class English family; her father dabbled in trade, while her mother spent her time managing their household. The first of seven children, Sylvia was thrust into the role of the eldest at a very early age, and she grew up helping her mothers do the chores while keeping track of her accident-prone younger sister and her [i]idiotic[/i] younger brothers (to this day, Sylvia doesn't think she's met anybody more stupid than her brothers when they were little...though Ludwig has definitely changed her opinion. More on that later). Her family had enough money to let her finish school, as well as to let her go to college, for which Sylvia is eternally grateful. After graduating from the women's college she attended, Sylvia found a job as a governess in one of the wealthier households in the area. Her employers were pretty standard, as far as wealthy English families went; they expected her to behave herself properly and to teach their children. Nothing more, nothing less. Sylvia was only grateful that she was neither young nor pretty at that point; she'd heard plenty of horror stories from some of her friends about how other governesses had run afoul of their employers because the ladies of said households saw them as a threat to the sanctity of their marriage, or something. As a governess, Sylvia not only taught her charges reading, writing, arithmetic, and French, but also proper behavior and comportment in polite society. The children she taught found her strict but fair, and although she came off as very stern, she was also quite caring, in her own quiet way...but that didn't mean she wouldn't scold them for being less than perfectly polite to others, of course. All in all, Sylvia's life was pretty normal. She made a decent amount of money, which she sent home to her parents so that her brothers and sisters could also go to college. She liked her job well enough, and couldn't complain about anything, really. And then that stupid [i]wizard[/i] had to come and ruin it all. The family she worked for let her see her family twice a year. Sylvia was walking to the train station, on the way back to her hometown, when that good-for-nothing wizard appeared out of nowhere and forcibly took her back to the [i]pigsty[/i] that must have been his house. Sylvia could do nothing as he muttered about some "ritual"-she had no idea why she was even [i]there[/i], first of all-but all she knows is that the wizard did something peculiar, and suddenly they were almost two-hundred years in the future? After she and Ludwig had figured out what happened, Ludwig deduced that she must have been descended from some mystical creature or the other, and that the trace amounts of magic in her blood must have messed up his spell (which was, apparently, supposed to make him immortal, [i]not[/i] hurtle them two hundred years into the future). At he same time, Sylvia started seeing the colors. The 'auras', as she now calls them, were [i]very[/i] irritating at first, but she's grown accustomed to them in the three months that she's been in the twenty-first century. Sylvia demanded that Ludwig send them back, of course, but the wizard refused. Sylvia was furious with him for a while, and she thinks that part of her still is, but she's started focusing on other things, now. Like earning money. Since she kind of sort of doesn't officially exist in twenty-first century America, Sylvia mostly gets paid under the table through private tutoring sessions. It's not a lot, but it's enough to keep her and Ludwig-Ludwig, that useless sack of [i]bricks[/i]-from starving to death. And so here she is, a Victorian governess in twenty-first century America (and Sylvia doesn't think she's ever heard a more atrocious sound than the [i]American accent[/i]), rooming with an eccentric (and probably insane) wizard while she tries to adjust her monthly budget to account for inflation ([i]why[/i] does a loaf of bread cost the equivalent of three pounds?!). Life really couldn't get any stranger. (At least, that's what she thinks.)[/indent] [sub][b] [color=silver]Abilities & Skills[/color][/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [INDENT][sub][b][color=silver]//Abilites:[/color][/b][/sub] [INDENT][b][i][color=silver]Aura Detection and Manipulation[/color][/i][/b] | Sylvia is able to "see" people's emotions in their auras-translucent clouds of color that surround everyone, Sylvia herself included. Certain colors mean certain emotions, and flickers and shifts in the colors of an aura indicate changing emotions or mixed emotions. More often than not, there is also an overall "background" color that signifies what the person's general personality is like. Sylvia is also capable of subtly altering the emotions of others by changing the colors in the auras with her mind. The most she can do is intensify or water down an emotion-she cannot change love to hate or anger to sadness, but she can make someone go from happy to ecstatic or slightly scared to terrified. Doing this requires the aura to be visible and can drain energy very quickly. [b][i][color=silver]Limitation(s)[/color][/i][/b] | As with actual people, auras can only be seen when some part of the person is visible, despite the fact that Sylvia finds that the auras to emit a slight glow. For example, Sylvia would not be able to see the aura of somebody completely covered by a blanket, no matter how thin that blanket is. And although Sylvia technically has no limit to the distance at which she can see auras from besides the limits imposed by her own eyesight, they all tend to blur together into one giant blob of moving colors with no meaning whatsoever when she is around large crowds. [b][i][color=silver]Weakness(es)[/color][/i][/b] | Sylvia's abilities, though related to sight, do not come as naturally as sight. Sylvia has to "turn on" the auras, which takes two or three minutes at the very least and a good deal of concentration. Once the ability is activated, it does not require a significant amount of energy to maintain, but after an entire day with the ability turned on Sylvia is usually exhausted. The maximum amount of time she has gone with the ability switched on is sixteen hours. Falling asleep automatically "turns off" the ability.[/INDENT] [sub][b][color=silver]//Skills:[/color][/b][/sub] [INDENT][b][i][color=silver]Expert Mediator[/color][/i][/b] | Thanks to her calm composure, Sylvia has found that she's quite good at mediating tense situations with polite words and fair, rational judgments. She did, after all, grow up as the oldest of seven siblings. She's never met anyone harder to manage than her younger brothers and sisters. [b][i][color=silver]Cooking/Housekeeping[/color][/i][/b] | Being the oldest out of seven siblings, Sylvia's mother had her helping with the chores from a very young age, which means that she's no stranger to cooking and cleaning. Of course, adjusting to the technology of the twenty-first century was a bit of a challenge, but Sylvia got the hang of it pretty quickly (she thinks that the washing machine is probably the single best thing about this century). She's no world-class chef, of course, but she can cook a decent meal and keep the house reasonably clean...the same of which [i]certainly[/i] cannot be said for her roommate. [b][i][color=silver]Teaching[/color][/i][/b] | Unlike most of her female friends, Sylvia was able to complete her education and go to a women's college, where she learned the in's and out's of being a schoolteacher. As a governess, Sylvia taught her charges reading, writing, and arithmetic, as well as French. She currently works as a part-time private tutor, mostly focusing on basic French and arithmetic. [b][i][color=silver]Mathematics[/color][/i][/b] | Although Sylvia is certainly no mathematical genius (it wasn't [i]proper[/i] for women to show an interest in things like calculus, you know), she's always had a knack for numbers. She's quite good at quickly making multiple mental calculations, and before she left home, Sylvia was in charge of managing her family's finances.[/INDENT][/INDENT] [sub][b] [color=silver]Supporting Cast[/color][/b][/sub] [sub][sup]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/sup][/sub] [indent][color=silver][b]Ludwig lastname ([@Spanner]'s character) [/b][/color]| stuipd fucking wizard[/INDENT][hr][/hider]