Post by Leticia Pyxi Oakes on Dec 4, 2019 10:10:02 GMT
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PERSONALITY Boggart: Her mother being killed in front of her. Mirror of Erised: Tish would see herself meeting her father Patronus: Phoenix - spending time with her mother. She pulls from a lot of happy moments with her mother. They have always been close and there have been low points, but that helps highlight the good parts of life, helps Tish to draw on all the positive. Tish is usually a pretty calm individual. She's a little on edge at all times, what with her senses pretty much on overload all the time, but she hides it well and gives the illusion of a calming presence. Noises can sometimes be a bit of a bother, such as a plate hitting the floor at work, screaming children etc., but she can managed that with relative ease. Smells, however, can be overwhelming at times, which is why she chooses to work at a restaurant. The smells of delicious food hide, or in the very least distract, from undesirable scents. It's not great pay, but Tish works hard and tips are always greatly appreciated. You wouldn't know it, but Tish is quite intelligent. She always got straight Os in school, although she had to work hard to learn all that she did, mostly because she would often get distracted by a subject and fall into a rabbit hole where she would seek out as much information as she could find on a subject that intrigued her. She was forever buried in a book or scrawling on parchment at school, now she's working she's often just seen as another waitress that people don't seem to give much thought about, and she likes that. Passing by unnoticed, despite what she is. Never having been much of a people-person, Tish has preferred the company of books. Being very aware of her bloodline makes her cautious about being around animals. They can sense what she is and instinctively seem to be wary of her. Without being able to spend much time with people or with animals, Tish mostly only socialises with people from work, people she spent a little time with at school, and her mum. She's not close to any of her other family and has no desire to bed. On the bright side, her inability to socialise like a normal human has meant she's not made any enemies, at least not that she's aware of. When it comes to love Tish has never been brave enough to seek a relationship, instead burying her nose into the aforementioned books. She was once roped in to a game of spin the bottle at a party about a year after graduation, and it gave her her first kiss. Wet, sloppy, drunken. Tish has had no desires to repeat the event and certainly no wishes to go further than that. HISTORY Mother: Pyxis Oakes nee Potter, 56, Gryffidnor, pureblood Father: Ingram Oakes, 317, vampire Siblings: None Partners: None Others: None Pyxis Potter was head over heels in love with a tall, dark, and handsome pureblood. He was the heir of a large fortune but she saw beyond all of his riches. Money meant nothing to the young and impressionable Pyxis. They were engaged to be married but as always, life throws a curve ball and things don't always go as planned. It was less than a month until her wedding day when a fair-haired stranger caught her eye. He was dazzling and stupendous. Pyxis was in love the moment that her eyes landed on the blue eyed, blonde haired stranger. Pyxis did nothing until the beautiful man approached her and asked for a dance. Pyxis indulged him, and herself, in one dance, but that was all it took for him to steal her heart, that and his seductive voice and long hair. Days passed and Pyxis was doomed. She couldn't get the man from the dance out of her mind. He'd been cold to the touch but there something about him that just drew her in. His looks, his smell, his charm, he'd captivated her heart. Pyxis broke off her engagement, not knowing if she'd ever see the blonde stranger again, but she had hope. She went back to the same location every night for two weeks before he showed up again. Their eyes met and that was it, she was done for. The couple dated for a while, the man she would come to know as Ram Oakes told her what he was. Pyxis was shocked, naturally, but it all kind of made sense, and besides, what did it matter if they were in love? Pyxis married Ram and the two travelled together for years. Pyxis was besotted with Ram, however the novelty of having a mortal wife began to lose its charm to Ram. Heading back to England Ram bought them a house to live in. Over his lifetime he'd accumulated a fair bit of wealth, although he'd never let on to Pyxis just how much he had, nor how he got his money. They lived happily in the far north of England for a while, although Pyxis was left him for days at a time with Ram off on "business", though what business he would always brush off when Pyxis asked, "Don't worry about it, pet." He would tell her, "Just a few dealings with some old friends, pet, best you don't know too much." Mid-summer of 1955, Pyxis revealed that she was pregnant. Ram was not as impressed as Pyxis had hoped. He'd been staying away longer, he'd been colder towards her than he'd ever been. They were drifting apart and it was breaking Pyxis's heart. After news of the pregnancy he told her that he knew of ways to get rid of it, that it would only be a danger to her if she continued with the pregnancy. Pyxis didn't believe him - couldn't believe him. They fought, loud and long. It was the first real fight they'd ever had, and the last. Ram took the argument as a way out. He left and never returned. Pyxis was lost and heartbroken, her parents helped support her right up until they found out she was pregnant with a half-breed. They were frightened of what Pyxis's was bringing into the world and wanted nothing to do with it. Pyxis was heartbroken all over again. No one wanted her but worst of all, no one but her wanted her child. Pyxis got a job for the first time in her life at 32 years of age. She managed to support herself and saved as much as she could. She found the deed to the home was in her name, a piece of parchment with it in Ram's elegant handwriting that said "Pet, I'm sorry. ~ R" and she toyed with the idea of selling the house, but part of her just couldn't do it, just in case Ram decided to return home. In mid-February, Pyxis gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. The pregnancy had been horrendous but she'd worked all the way through it. The labour had nearly cost Pyxis her life but she was able to keep on. Pyxis promised to protect her little darling, her little Leticia, and so she did. Leticia, or Tish as she was affectionately nicknamed, grew up close to her mother. She would go to work with her, she would play with her and she learned from her. Her mother would affectionately tell her stories of her father and Tish grew up admiring the man, despite him having never been in her life. She would ask after him from time to time, but she her mother brushed over the subject with ease. She would only talk about him when she wanted, never when Tish wanted. It was something Tish learnt early on, her mother's moods would determine what she would talk about. Her mood swings were unpredictable, but Tish would care for her mother through her difficult times. They relied on one another, they supported one another through everything and when the time came for Tish to leave for Hogwarts, they both had their struggles but Tish adapted well, her mother not so much. Tish was unaware of her mother's depression, or even what that was, but she knew that her mother was not herself. She would write letters home every day and on the weekends she would write her mother letters that were longer than her essays. Tish was always writing or reading during her school days, even for a Ravenclaw came across as a bit of a nerd. She got on relatively well with the girls in her dorm and the people she was forced to interact with in her year, but she never really attempted to make many friendship. Over the years she noticed that some people would pity her and attempt a friendship. They were happy for as long as they thought they could bring her out of her shell, however once they realised they couldn't change her, they would grow mad and cut off all contact. It never bothered Tish, she was happy on her own, people would come and go from her life, through school and life, but that was fine with Tish, it would hurt for a little while that these people were trying to change her and not be her actual friend, but then she'd move on. Tish liked her little bubble, not that she ever disliked people, but people just could not understand her. For a few years now, Tish has worked as a waitress. It suits her, she likes the people she works with and she knows that she's not ever expected to be involved with anything. She's forever invited by her friendly co-workers, but they seem to understand better than anyone else that Tish likes her quiet and her own time. Perhaps it's because really, they're more acquaintances, however Tish views them as friends, at least as much as she can. OOC ^^ advice for Kit xD Play By: Elizabeth Olsen Your Alias: Coco! Pronouns: Ehs/Reh eh/mih Age: 23 ... Other Characters: No thank you, I have enough. Where did you find us: Battling with the Avengers |
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