CASSAWAY, arizona nicole marioette

[arizona nicole cassaway.]

_{arizona nicole marioette cassaway *}

_{out of character *}

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your name ,, `zona.
other characters ,, conner gregory
how did you find us? ,, dun remember.

_{the basics *}[/sub]
full name ,, arizona nicole marioette cassaway
nicknames ,, ari, `zona, `z, nick
gender ,, female
birthdate ,, december 13th
birthplace ,, paris, france
sexuality ,, straight
age ,, eighteen
year ,, two
major ,, music

_{appearance *}[/sub]
hair color ,, red
eye color ,, silver
face shape ,, oval
height ,, 5'7"
weight ,, 134 lbs.
body type ,, athletically slim
some people say i look like ,, mandi perkins
write it out ,,

drake, you notice one thing straight off, her long, wavy dirty-blonde-red hair. reaching down her back, her hair is one of her favourite traits about herself. well, that and her strange swirling silver eyes. they strike fear into some, but, they also can show that she doesn't need to hurt you. in truth, her eyes reveal many of her emotions, though she's not completely aware of this little tidbit.

standing at about 5'7", she is neither tall nor short. she's just right, tall enough to be able to reach most things, but short enough not to be considered strange. the stance that goes along with this is one that says back off, but, is slowly fading into a more relaxed stance.

usually, she dresses in american clothes, generally jeans, converse, and a t-shirt of some sort. she doesn't really care that much about her appearance. on her wrists, she has an assortment of bracelets, all with their own story one way or another. and around her neck, there's a necklace, put on two pieces of black satin string, there's a cursive 'a' of her first name.

_{personality *}[/sub]

secretive;
arizona keeps much of her past and her thoughts to herself, she doesn't quite know why she does this, but, she does. in all honesty, it probably has to do with her past. but, either way, it takes a lot of getting to know her to get into her head, unless, she's in a really good or bad mood, in which you might get more than you bargained for.

stubborn&proud;
when is a girl not stubborn? well, arizona takes the whole stubborn vibe a step up, if she says she isn't going to do something, trust me, she won't do it. very rarely can she get persuaded to give it up, but when she does, it truly feels like a kick in the knees. and then her pride just keeps her from admitting that she's wrong, combine the two and you have hell, but, her pride is pretty much her achilles heel, she will keep something bottled up inside of her until it's too late.

loyal&fighter;
if you're one of `zona's friends, believe me, you've got a friend for a lifetime on your hands. she won't betray one of her friends, but, she will fight for them. she's not afraid to get into a fight if someone is bashing her or one of her friends. it's how she was raised.

_{a deeper perspective *}[/sub][/i]
loves ,,
• being with her friends
• getting in trouble just so she can get out of it.
• finding loopholes
• music
• cello
• flute
• guitar
• drums
• her siblings
• her.... ability
• cooking
• history
• reading
• drawing
• writing

hates ,,
• her parents
• france
• home
• preps
• sluts
• hoes
• people who are bitches on purpose
• animal abuse
• soft drinks
• enforced laws
• people who make fun of her family
• overly advanced technology
• stereotypes
• rap music
• lies

flaws ,,
• defensive
• not afraid to get into trouble
• not the best of home lives anymore
• sarcastic
• quick to judge

secrets ,,
• her family owns and runs one of the most famous vineyards in the world.
• she's not as harsh as she seems
• she can cook

fears ,,
• loosing her siblings
• being lost

quirks ,,
• her food cannot touch on a plate
• she runs her hand through her hair
• insomniac

_{blood relatives *}[/sub]
father ,, nathaniel ; 46 ; vineyard owner
mother ,, lynn ; deceased
siblings ,, jace ; 21 ; works on the vineyard ; brother
kris ; 13 ; student
parental status ,, widowed & married
pets ,,
other family ,, corin ; 38 ; unemployed ; step-mother
other information ,, it's pretty much all explained in the history

_{into the past *}[/sub][/i]

the french country-side seemed to fold to fit the needs of the vineyard where jace cassaway looked over his little sister. she was two, he was five, they would spend their days running all through the forests that fenced in the property and help their father and mother with the vineyard. arizona seemed to be everywhere at once, she would hang out in the forest during the mornings, just relaxing, and be in the vineyard during the day, and be right back in the forest by nightfall. she didn’t like being inside, it was just…strange. but jace was always there with her, watching out for her.

two months after jace turned nine, their mother, lynn, added a new member to the family, a little sister for arizona, kris. she was quiet, but, definitely fit into the family. but, it was the year that kris was born, that their mother came down with some rare form of leukemia, she was flown over seas to the states, but, she didn’t make it back. jace and arizona took it the hardest, but, arizona tried to put on a smile for her father and brother, helping both of them make it through. but, whenever jace and arizona would be coming back from school, she would always zone out, into her own little world, so, and the first of jace’s old jokes to return, was the nickname `zona. he saw it as both a short of her name, and a fitting nickname due to her habit .

`zona’s fifth grade summer, her father brought home a lady friend, or at least, that was all it started out as. she didn’t like kids, to say the least, but, she put on a fake smile for their father and by the first semester’s close, they had a new ‘mommy’. `zona spent more and more time out in the forest, avoiding the house and the sneers from her step-mother, but jace was forced to stay around the house or help their father. it was then that arizona realized something was different about her, all the time she spent in the forest, she spent listening and observing. she noticed how she knew when some creature was getting closer to her, thinking about coming up to her, and soon, she could do the same with humans.

the same winter, she associated herself with a young family of foxes, the female fox was a beautiful red colour, pure russet, the father on the other hand was midnight black. she sat in the roots of a tree long enough that eventually, she would be greeted whenever she went near the forest by the glint of a fox eye. occasionally, if she was in a particularly sour mood, the female fox would even come up and let her pet her.

`zona put up with her father’s wife until she told him about her ‘ability’, she begged him not to tell corin, but, he ended up telling her, for all their sakes. corin, of course, over reacted, called her a freak, and set outrageous demands upon her. she had to be home and in her room by seven, if she was late, no dinner. blah blah blah. jace was furious, he demanded that their father do something, but, he just looked away and would make some comment about jace needing to watch over kris and arizona. jace was `zona’s one strong hold.

when `zona was in the eighth grade, she was late getting home one night, she’d been out in the vineyard and had lost track of time, corin locked her in her room and threatened jace that if he went near the door, he’d meet the same punishment. arizona was actually afraid, not really for her safety, but for kris’ and jace’s. that night, jace got into a fight with both corin and their father. he threatened them both, saying that he would move out and take both kris and `zona with him. she could hear his shouts despite the fact that she was on another wing of their house and on another floor. she couldn’t stand it, she couldn’t stand listening to both, his screams, and the thoughts of the others. she didn’t like the knowledge that her father was trying to figure out a restraint method, and corin was thinking about slamming a vase over his head.

she escaped. she slipped out of the window, down a vine and into the night, making sure that jace saw her at least slightly. she ran into the forest on the farthest side of the vineyard, the one where the fox family lived. by the time she collapsed, she had yet to see the foxes, but at least the shouts had stopped. jace found her crying, but, in her arms, she was holding a little baby fox, it’s fur russet, but with a black hue. she didn’t even turn around to know that it was jace, she just fell into his hug. he told her that as long as she and kris were here, he would be, no matter how old he got.

she wanted to thank jace, tell him that she’d be here until kris could move out, but, instead she told him that she wasn’t going to be around much longer. she had found a school, a highschool, known for their band and for accepting only students with special abilities. she fit into that easily. and, she just had to get her father to pay the check, it wouldn’t be that difficult, seeing as the school was free, she just needed the plane ticket to texas.

two months later, she was on her way to proclivity highschool, her little fox cub in a cat carrier on the seat next to her on the plane, her little nose sticking out between the bars, begging for a piece of fruit.

`zona loved the school immediately, she was always writing jace and kris, just to check on them, but she had friends. sky and jamie. her two best friends. both in band, and sky was the drum captain. worked for her, seeing as she would soon become the bass drum di. but, with her oboe and fox in hand, she settled into the routine of the life there, just hoping that she would get to see her siblings again, and get to visit her mother’s grave at least once more. she just had to find it first.

but, when her junior year hit, her father removed her from proclivity, putting her in a normal highschool. it was all to keep up some fantasy appearance that he needed her to have. so, she was carted off to chicago to go to some fancy shmancy fine arts highschool, although, for the most part, she was fine with this, she'd still get to see tuna and sky over breaks and such, and text them all the time, she'd gotten so used to her life at proclivity that it was just strange to be at a normal highschool.

she stayed there until she was in her second semester of her senior year, but when she got the option of a scholarship to an island school for the arts, she took the opportunity. packing up her assortment of instruments and her fox, she moved out to an island that she'd never heard of, with her truck, bought an apartment and doesn't plan on returning to france until she has set something up for both jace and kris.

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