EIRLYS IOWERTH

See me now, a ray of light in the moondance. I cannot leave this place, Don't ask me to follow where you lead. Eirlys Iowerth Fifteen · Female · Welsh · Student Hair: Eirlys' hair is of a long, red sheen. It covers her entire back down to her rump, usually worn straight unless its windy; then its tied up by some inexpensive band. Probably a rubber band. Her bangs angle inward but are cut high enough that they don't stab her in the eyes. Eyes: The best way to describe her eyes would be as 'sharp'. They always seem to be half-open which gives her a sort of fierce look, she probably looks like she's glaring at everyone with those eyes. They're a bright grey hue. Face: While her face isn't particularly feminine nor masculine, it does hold a bit of grace to it. She has a triangular shaped face, the skin pale without a hint of freckles or scars. Body: So its pretty obvious Eirlys had a growth spurt sometime during her childhood. Her average height without shoes is about 5'7", adding that to her 126lbs and you have a healthy girl who probably is not lying about what she eats. Probably. And for better or worse, the girl has a flask shaped body, meaning her only noticeable curves would be her booty. Her poor chest lost all its competition to muscle and butt, leaving it at a bare B rank. Clothing: Now this girl's wardrobe looks far too similar to a school's dresscode. Heck, if she wore her 'outer' clothes to school, no one would probably notice that those aren't the uniform. Her closet is filled with formal-looking clothes from button-down collared shirts to shorts and dress pants all of some dark color. Her only accessories would be an assortment of ties. There's also her pantyhose for when she wears her shorts, plus the rainbow of ties... Oh! But the girl always keeps a coat (that's far too large) on her no matter the weather. appearance General: Eirlys looks like that one kid who would beat someone up just for looking at her wrong. Though, that's only half-right. While the girl isn't much of the physical sort, she's absolutely fearless in the prospect that she can get in trouble and feel absolutely no remorse for it. Otherwise she's pretty quiet, rarely sharing any of her outgoing nature (if that even exists). And while she doesn't quite scream shy, the Welsh lady doesn't go out of her way to talk to someone unless they dropped something or in they're in her way. She can be sort of stand-offish like that. Prickly with little to no social skills. But for those who can see past her apparent lack of people skills, they'll find a naive innocent who has an obsession with lambs. Yes, lambs. What can she say, she loves anything to do with baby goats and sheep. Give her plush of one of those and you have a puppy-dog oozing hearts everywhere. Now honestly, the red head has less than no experience in romance. If anything, she'd treat it like friendship - giving the relationship her loyalty, faith, and cuddles. While she isn't extremely clingy, the girl can be extremely protective. That's for both friends and partners. Sadly, however; whoever manages to make it into either position can manipulate her to do all sorts of things whether it be studying to drunken parties... Good thing she has a high alcohol tolerance. Things Eirlys Enjoys Lambs/Goat Kid plushies Singing Fruits Things Eirlys Hates Dullards Flying Insects Studying Eirlys's Habits Hums when she's concentrating or bored Walks out in the middle of class or during a study session of some sort Doodles on everything that looks 'doodle-worthy' Eirlys's Positive Traits Faithful and Loyal to those close to her Relatively polite Sturdy against Verbal blows Eirlys's Negative Traits Ice Queen Disobedient Sociopath Your Own Section Eirlys has done Parkour and Freerunning for the majority of her life, she's also quite good at street dancing thanks to the formers' training. She gets horrible headaches in the morning if she ever drinks alcohol. Strangely enough, the same thing happens if she drinks lemonade. She can understand Japanese well enough but she can barely read a lick of it. personality History: Eirlys was more or less raised by her Uncle, being born to two die-hard military freaks. Her mother was a combat nurse while her father, a soldier; so of course after her mother had her she left the baby with her brother before heading back off to the field. But it wasn't like Eirlys was some unfortunate Cinderella in some sappy, over-used story book. Oh no. The girl was quite happy with her free-spirited Uncle. The man was the one who taught the girl the wonders of Parkour and Freerunning, after all that was his favorite thing in the world to do. So after the girl's choir club, which she had been forced to join due to a particular rule in the school she attended; her Uncle would take her with him and his buddies to the more rural areas of their sea-side town. The one good thing about Wales that no real Welsh could complain about was the amount of castles. The castles and the limitless hurdles that begged to be jumped. Of course they didn't let little five-year-old Eirlys tackle the twenty-foot drops and slippery rooftop, oh goodness no. Her mother would have their hides if they did that. And her father... Lordy, the man may not have come back often but when he did it was like meeting Papa ManBearPig with a bad temper. He's the one who scared most of the girl's friends away too, especially the boys. But no, they would take her and a few of the other guys' kids to a specialized gym, teaching them while they watched over them just in case. That was a daily thing, right after choir. Even during the summer when she didn't have to go to some summer camp, Eirlys spent the vast majority of her time there. When they were old enough to venture off without a constant escort, the red head had learned of Street Dancing from one of the other kids. At first it was just a flipping contest but then it all just turned into swirls and several sorts of acrobatic moves and whatever else a flexible body could do. That's where she lost the last of her baby teeth as well. Yet while the athletic side of her life had become her passion, the girl had a talent for singing and choir instructor knew so too. More and more she would demand from the girl, wanting her to solo and spend extra time after school when she could be running. Of course, the twelve-year-old was going to be rebellious. You can't even count how many times she ran from her teacher and escaped that woman's claw grip. Her fellow singers thought it was funny enough, most of them just there since they had to be. See, Eirlys could reach drastic pitches while still being in comfortable range - her lowest at E3 while her highest at C6. That's matching her voice from Bass all the way up to Soprano, making her a treasure to her teacher much to her dismay. At least she helped win competitions for their school, that calmed things down for a tiny while. ... Very tiny. At age thirteen, half-way through the school year Eirlys' teacher had some sort of epiphany. Why not send the girl to a school for the arts! Well, she had no goals in life and her Uncle was more than happy to let her show off her talents (he was like one of those parents who liked to yell about how much better their kid was from everyone else). So before the year ended, her Uncle had asked both her parents whether the abroad trip would be fine. They both said yes of course. That gave her about a year and half to learn Japanese. Why they couldn't send her to an English school, she'd never know. It was pure, unhindered misery. Not only was she forced to go to Choir but she had to cut back on her Freerunning. To be frank, the girl wanted to throw herself off a cliff for her remaining years in Wales. Family/Relatives Father Lucas Iowerth (alive) Mother Gwen Iorwerth Uncle Bren Walter N/A Face Claim: Makise Kurisu from Stein's Gate - Eirlys Iowerth (This will be taken from your profile once accepted and added to the FC list) background Grade Level: First Future Plans: She doesn't have any set career goals but she does want to figure that out. Its all one big blank really. Housing: Dorms -x- Alias: [Inari] extra

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