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[color=#2c363b]𝖂 𝖍 𝖔  𝕬 𝖗 𝖊  𝖄 𝖔 𝖚 [/color]
[color=#7ea7d8] 𝖂 𝖍 𝖔  𝕬 𝖗 𝖊  𝖄 𝖔 𝖚 [/color][/h3][/sup]

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[sub]Isabel Markov[/sub]

[color=a187be]⌜ 𝐋 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Daughter of Ares[/sub]
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[color=#a187be]𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 ⬩ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅[/color] 
[color=7ea7d8][sub][sub][sup]Nada nos puede parar[/sup][/sub][/sub][/color] 
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[color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬  [/color]
[color=7ea7d8]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=7ea7d8][color=a187be]⌜[/color] Tenacious [color=a187be]&[/color] Clever   

Confident [color=a187be]&[/color] Independent 

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[color=7ea7d8]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[center][color=7ea7d8][color=a187be]⌜[/color] Manipulative [color=a187be]&[/color] Deceitful

Impatient [color=a187be]&[/color] Ruthless

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[color=a187be]⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘   &   𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Bi-sexual || Female || She/her[/sub]

[color=a187be]⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Junior Criminal Defense Lawyer[/sub]
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[color=#a187be]𝐋 𝐈 𝐅 𝐄 ⬩ 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘[/color] 
[color=7ea7d8][sub][sub][sup]Your love could start a war[/sup][/sub][/sub][/color] 
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[color=7ea7d8]𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲[/color][/h3][/sup]
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[hider=⬩][indent][color=7ea7d8][sup]Isabel’s early life is a hazy mess at best. She remembers yelling, screaming, and hiding in a box. Or that’s how much her psychotherapist managed to get out of her before she quit. After that her earliest memory is left with her nanny at the age of 8, waving a plane goodbye on which her father doubtlessly was on. He always came back though. No matter where he want, he always came back to her.

Her years as a child were spent with an odd sense of freedom. Her father was gone often, though he made every effort to call and video-chat with her whenever he could. Sometimes she screwed up, like those few times she was becoming a bully, but he never got mad at her. He only ever asked her why and often time she came to the conclusion herself that she was messing up. But whenever she achieved something, be it standing up to a bully herself or scoring high grades, he beamed with pride.

As she grew older though, Isabel began to realize what her father did for work. At the age of 17, it began to really affect her. She wrestled with what she believed her father was doing. For the first time in her entire life, when he came she wasn’t at the airport waiting for him. For nearly the entire period he was home – which was generally a month – she tried to avoid him. Until he finally confronted her himself. They had a heart-to-heart that lasted until the morning. She yelled, she cried, she yelled more, and then as the sun came up she finally hugged him.

After that Isabel's outlook on life changed. She graduated at the top of her class and went on a stellar academic career that ended with her graduating from law school and passing the bar exam. At the company that hired her, she shot up the ladder through a cutthroat game of office politics and a diligent work ethic. While she did continue her hard work, she did begin to delve into the mysterious life her father had. He was gone often, to places she could guess but he could never confirm. He talked about his family more and more. She started snooping around and found out that her father’s name was an ancient alias fabricated years ago.

That evening her father knocked on her door. He explained that things with his family are difficult at the best of times. In time he would introduce her to his relatives. Until that time he wanted her to learn a bit about them. To do so he gave her a book on Greek myths. Isabel took it as a metaphor for how screwed up his family ties must be. It only made her want to meet his – and her – family. So the next year, when they had their annual reunion, she figured out it would be held in Seattle. She took a sabbatical from work and jumped on the first plane that went to the city.

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[color=#2c363b]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬  [/color]
[color=7ea7d8]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
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[hider=⬩][indent][color=7ea7d8][sup]Secretly Isabel just wants a family. She wants uncles and nieces and people that she could always depend on. Though up until only a year ago that was at most a fantasy. Now it could be a reality. Beyond that she wants a family she made herself. Though publicly she’ll claim that she wants to become a partner at the law firm she works at and work on a case that will immortalize her.
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[hider=⬩][indent][color=7ea7d8][sub]Isabel has never had a big family, so she fears losing the only family she has.[/sub][/color][/indent][/hider][/center]
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