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CHARACTER FLAWS & STRENGTHS  |   ↳   bold what applies to your muse !   repost !  don’t reblog !

╳   FLAWS

moody  |  short-tempered | emotionally unstable  |  whiny controlling  |  conceited  |  possessive  |  paranoid lies | impatient  |  cowardly  |  bitter  |  selfish power - hungry  |  greedy  |  lazy |  judgmental  |  forgetful impulsive  |  spiteful  | stubborn  |  sadistic  | petty  |  unlucky

♔   STRENGTHS

honest  |  trustworthy  |  thoughtful  |  caring  |  brave patient  |  selfless |  ambitious  |  tolerant  |  lucky intelligent  |  confident  |  focused  |  humble  |  generous merciful  |  observant  |  wise  |  clever |  charming cheerful  |  optimistic  |  decisive  |  adaptive  |  calm

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      Court didn’t make eye contact right away, instead opting to rub at her nose with her sleeve before moving onto her eyes, removing smudged mascara and eyeliner as she went. A sob bubbled in her chest and slipped free.   ❝  I’m sorry, I just… I didn’t know who else to go to.
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           Circe’s mouth down-turned in a frown, worry etched in the lines of her face, She wasn’t sure what to do, how to react to the girl turning up out of nowhere looking like misery itself.       ❝  Courtney? What’s wrong? What’s happened? 

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       – oh, boy. a small jump flickers in malcolm’s stomach, halting him halfway to his door, keys chiming cautiously back into his pocket.
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                     looking for someone? like hell someone who looks like that is in this part of town just because. – you look a little lost.
      … good going, genius.

             Am I that obvious?      The woman’s lips curl up in a smile, sheepish yet unconcerned all the same. The truth was, she was there for a reason. Circe never went anywhere unless there was a certain purpose.

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          Then again, that wasn’t exactly true. Things were... not that simple. Her head was a mess, and nothing was exactly as it seemed. Memories were scattered, if not altogether erased. Just thinking about it gave the poor woman a headache. She sighed.        I was told I could find someone in this building. A private investigator. There was something I was hoping she’d help me out with, but I suppose she isn’t home right now. 

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Alec had been searching for a missing person, when he got kicked into the Hudson. Only the angel knew how long he was in the water, struggling for breath. When he managed to crawl on land, he had no idea where he was. He made his way into the land, trying to find somewhere where he could rest safely and figure out where he was and how to get home. 
That’s when he saw her. Something seemed different, not necessarily dangerous about her, but different. “Who are you?”
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          It was not the first time someone had managed to wash ashore from the waters of Aeaea. It was, however, the first time the one that had surfaced which affected her wards in ways that seemed magical themselves. Circe was intrigued, to say the least. 

          The second she’d felt the presence, she’d rushed to the shore and waited until the person made their way onto her land. Her arms crossed over her chest, reflex after so many times that outsiders had thought they could mess with her and not pay the consequences.         I’m Circe,        her words were curt, tone indifferent. She glanced at the boy’s clothes, the way they clung to his body, soaked, and the fact that there was not a boat in sight.         You’re lost, I’m assuming? With no way to get back home? Believe me, you wouldn’t be the first.     

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❛  thank you, it was nothing more than a stunned whisper; she hadn’t expected anyone to give her a second chance - her family hadn’t. the only person who even remotely told her that it wasn’t her fault was now gone (not dead, just gone).  she cleared her throat, swallowing away the lump that threatened to form.  i’ll—i’ll make you proud. i promise.rohini gnawed on her lower lip for but a moment. how will i ever repay you though? 
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          ❝    You don’t have to make me proud. That’s not what this is about.          Circe knew that if life was about making other people proud, other people happy, things would never end well. It seemed as if that was what her life had boiled down to when she was young. Making her Father proud, then her brother. Her Mother too, but Hekate was not the one that had let her down. She smiled at the girl, determined not to let anything deter her from this path she’d decided to take.          You can repay me in the only way that matters. One day, when you’re older, teach someone everything that I’ll teach you.     

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