Juliet O’Ceile
IrishRover04@yahoo.com
* waltzes into the room and takes a seat at the desk* Good afternoon, my name's
Annette *smiles at the new face seated nearby* *picks up a paper from on top
of the massive mess on the desk* Now, just a few questions and you get to go
on your way. Don't make this into a disagreeable experience, okay? *nods decisively*
Let's start at the beginning. What's your name? I'd appreciate your full given
name, *looks up expectantly* you know, first and last:
| *pushes her hair back* Kaleigh O’Ceile. *nods ever
so slightly* *sighs a bit* *looks around* *another lodging
house but hopefully one that won’t carry the pain of
all of the memories the last one had* |
*nods* Alright *scribbles the name and a few stick figures on the paper* *snatches
it out of view* Do you have a name of sorts that you'd rather be called? *to
herself* I prefer my real name, but hey, to each his own. *looks over with a
bemused smile on her face* And, how'd you get that particular nickname?:
| *stares at the ground in front of her and answers quietly*
Most everyone here calls me Juliet or Julie or Jules, depending
on who it is. *shrugs a shoulder absently* The only person
who calls me Julie is Frog though. *frowns some and then
focuses on a particular spot on the floor in the very corner*
*starts thinking about how Tale used to call her Kay or
Kay-Kay* *pushes the thought away* *that won’t help
anyone* *pauses for a moment* Oh… Juliet on account
of the fact that the only book I ever owned was Romeo and
Juliet and some friends from back home thought that it was
suiting. *nods some* |
*smirks* Cute, real cute *snickers a little* So, how old are ya, huh? And on
what day will you be turning a another year older?:
| I just turned nineteen on the 20th. *pushes her hair back
again* Of July that is. |
*raises her eyebrows* That's a decent time of year *casts a furitive glance
at out the window* So, now where were we? *looks over the paper, now riddled
with stick figures and curly handwriting* Oh, yes, your looks. *nods* Now, don't
give me a hard time, just tell me what you look like. *puts her pen to the paper
expectantly* You know, like eye and hair colour, height, and all that other
stuff. Pretend I'm blind, okay?:
| *just sort of nod and continues to stare off* *then looks
down at herself* Well I have dark, black hair and dark skin.
*shrugs* *her skin has taken on a lighter tone since she’s
relocated to New York but her recent visit to Mexico darkened
it somewhat* I have green eyes. *shrugs* I don’t know
what to tell you. *is 5’2* *on the skinnier side of
things also but looks more worn out skinny than anything
else* *has freckles scattered across the bridge of her nose*
*has started wearing her hair down more but keeps it back
in a knot at the base of her neck when it gets to be too
hot out* *wears skirts because she finds them to be more
comfortable than pants but occasionally can be seen in a
pair of pants* *has very high cheekbones and is still self-conscious,
especially when people compliment her* *blushes a lot even
though she’s not really the type to blush usually* |
*raises eyebrows* Sure, if that's what you say.*shakes head in disbelief* What's
your personality like? *looks you over* i mean, are you mean, nice, whatever?
How're you going to get along here?:
| *looks back at the wall and glances at Annette for a moment
before ducking her head* *is a lot quieter then she used
to be, but is still dealing with her guilt and grief over
Tales death*Well I’d uh... like to think I’m a
nice person, most of the time. *nods a little* I also keep
to myself. *nods more* *used to be very outgoing but has
so much guilt over Reagan and Devlins death that it forced
her to become reserved* *used to think that all of it was
just a dream and that the minute she opened her eyes Tale
would come running in with a new game to play* *even swore
that she would hear his laughter while just entering or
leaving sleep but it was just the memories playing with
her mind* *is also secretive when it comes to her past*
*feels guilt over so many things that for her it’s
just better to just push it all away and not to think about
it* *feels that if she pushes people away too then she won’t
have to feel more guilt added onto what she feels already*
*has a kind heart* *isn't as helpless as she seems* *had
to learn to take care of herself while living in an orphanage*
*she definitely has the heart of her father but she is a
Spanish hellcat just like her mother was* |
*sighs* Got'cha, you really think that, eh? *draw a little more on the paper*
Everyone gets mad about this one, but if you give me a hard time, I will not
hesitate to hurt you. *narrows eyes* How'd you get here and what your story?
Enthrall me.:
| *sighs and glares at nothing for a moment before relaxing*
My old lodging house closed and I needed a new one to stay
at. *when it was announced that Bay Ridge was closing she
didn’t know what she was going to do and she’s
just relieved that she stumbled upon this one and she also
likes that it’s by the church because she’s always
been a religious person* *just not openly religious and
doesn’t usually attend ceremonies, just goes there
when she can to pray* *doesn’t really want to talk
about what brought her to New York or why she doesn’t
have any family* |
*clasps hands and grins evilly* My favorite! *giggles* So, who are the people
in your life? Family, friends *snickers* boyfriends? *looks up happily* Tell
me everything.:
| *nods* Uh yeah I’ve got friends all over. *made friends
with most of the people in Bay Ridge but not all of them*
*became very close with Siren, Tracker, and Empire but also
befriended many of the others like Morning and Frog* *pauses*
No family. *frowns again* *always thought of Tale as her
little brother and grieves over that loss* *she always felt
that he was the one reason she still went on but that theory
was proven wrong when he died and she continued to live*
*she always felt guilty about living while he couldn’t
and felt as though he should have lived and she should have
died* *the only real thing that she feels she can count
on anymore is Tracker* *he was there for her when Tale died
but he’s still getting over the pain of Trusts death
and although they’re sort of dating Juliet knows that
he’ll never truly be able to love her but she accepts
that because she’s falling in love with him* *she knows
that he’s someone she can put her faith in and he won’t
betray her or break her heart and even though he can’t
love her like he loved trust, she’ll always love him* |
Well, we've come to the last question. *nods* Then I can go out to the candy
shop and get myself a phosphate *looks out the window again* So, anything else
we oughta know about you?:
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*shakes her head* No, sorry. *stands and goes over to
look out the window for a moment before sighing and turning
to go for a walk*
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