Joan wrinkles her nose automatically-the scent of brimstone wasn’t exactly pleasant. But she still smiled with ease. She knew she had a bias. But the whole point was to overcome that, correct? A diplomatic mission was what this was.
Joan took the edges of her skirt in her fingertips, nails...
Name ~ Joan Elizabeth Turimia (Aka Eliza)
Age ~ Appears almost 18, has been around for roughly 450 years.
Day of Creation ~ July 17th
Appearance ~ Joan is 5'3", and is without any physical scars. Her wings are a cream colour.
Scent ~ Joan smells distinctly of butterscotch and vanilla.
Special...
I've wanted to play through a divorce/custody arrangement situation for a while now to try and work out how legal custody situations really work. But I doubt anybody really knowledgeable would wanna do that with me considering other than my current situation I don't know much.
You're all gonna hate me! Black Licorice. Not the crappy stuff they sell in big bags that old ladies like. Actual, good-quality black licorice is delicious.
"You're asexual? But you have a girlfriend?"
I'm not AroAce. Respect to anybody who is, but I'd like to live in peace without being questioned. And also the fact that people think it's just not real. It is, you idiots.
No, I'm not interested in the thing you mentioned. I was not interested ten minutes ago, and I do not want to play it now. I've told you my interests. Stop asking me for the same thing after I've ignored you when you did it again and again and again. Take a hint.
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