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13 Roses
Legacy Name: 13 Roses

The

Bloodred Feli
Owner:

Sol

Age: 11 years, 3 months, 3 weeks

Born: November 24th, 2014

Adopted: 11 years, 3 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: November 24th, 2014

Statistics

Level: 10
Strength: 13
Defense: 9
Speed: 10
Health: 10
HP: 10/10
Intelligence: 0
Books Read: 0
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Beach Comber

she of red roses

fake the smallest version of myself

Quietly slipping through the darkness, she felt it mold around her, curling around her shoulders like a warm cloak that hid her body from the world. There was no particular destination on this walk, it was only the feeling of the night she wanted, padding aimlessly through the dark alleys as if they were her home. Which, in a way, they were.
Sounds of the city slipped past her, though they were distant, as if drifting in from miles away. It was just her and the darkness now, the chill surrounding her and swallowing her as she made her way towards the familiar dark alley in the food district. Nothing was open this late, but the smell of cooked food still weaved its way through the air like a vine, filling the street's air with the tantalizing, tangy scent. She couldn't help but lick her lips, and she wondered if Kloud ever went insane living so close to so many good smells.
Her feet slowed as she reached the door, painted haphazardly with cracked red paint. A single knock, quiet, but enough to ring through the small apartment, sounded against the door. Within a few moments the door opened, revealing a young male dressed in faded pajamas with a confused, sleepy look on his face. Seeing her, however, changed the look in his eyes. She didn't even have to ask, he simply stepped aside, making room for her to slip into the darkened apartment. Whenever she went to wander, her feet always seemed to carry her here.

Some say that the streets of Laurel City are a pit, sucking in anything and everything it can get its dirty hands on indiscriminately. 13 can't deny that fact, being a victim of its darkness herself. Raised in it, she's become a part of it, often finding herself falling back in despite every attempt to get out. Yet, she has found herself in the arms of some she trusts, time and time again being saved from the very depths by a few warm faces. Her friends are her lifeline, her raft. Maybe they'll even save her one day.

Full Name: Alice Alex Carter
Nickname: 13
Race: Human/Felidae Hybrid
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Birthday: November 24
Family: None
S.O.: Mmm

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Description:

Personality: 13 isn't necessarily lacking in self esteem, but the city life often makes her doubt herself, lowering her confidence in making any decisions-- especially when those decisions may affect others. Deep down she is caring and loving, especially toward her friends, but she dislikes making personal connections for fear of hurting the people she loves due to her past "bad luck." However, the affection and support of her friends has been steadily breaking her away from her solitary imprisonment, and one day she may be able to reforge her life completely.
Skills: Trained as an assassin and a thief, 13 knows the many techniques of speechcraft and stealth, and is a skilled seductress. She has some combat ability, though her attacks rely mostly on stealth and she lacks in head on battles. She knows how to use her speed and size to her advantage, however.
Weapon: Various daggers and smaller, easy to conceal weapons.

Likes: Kloud, chinese food, roses.
Dislikes: Her boss, bad luck, bugs.