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[Emae Danvers]

E M A E L O R Y D A N V E R S

SNOW WHITE AND ROSE RED OF THE WESTERN KINGDOM

Name: Emae Lory Danvers

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Orientation: Heterosexual

Character Type: Canon

Description: Emae can be described as very low-key looking girl. From one point to another, she's got astonishing looks. No, she's definitely not drop dead gorgeous, but she's not hideous either, some would say she's kind of in the middle to be honest. With dark brown eyes that seem to have a bit of a shift of green in them when the light changes, they tend to hold emotions quite close to the surface. Those lips are full and pouty, and quite often tweaked a little to give a smirk.. just enough to let you know how she's feeling. Emotions ride well on her face, and more often than not you can tell exaclty how she's feeling as her eyebrows furrow when she's upset or puzzled over something. To her height, she's at least 5'11", she's quite tall for a woman especially of her stature, as her sister isn't the least bit as tall as she is. It's also very obvious she's slender, another thing that she alone cannot help as she eats like a pig; it seems as though she's always eating for three if she can afford the food. With the lengthy stature, she can run quite fast at a distance, and sadly she doesn't have a lot of muscle thanks to being as lanky as she is. Her figure isn't the best for a woman, but she's never complained about it.. and it's not like she's turned on by herself in all honesty. From her face to her body, she's a petite, gentle girl that seems to wear her heart on her sleeve too much.. but that will be explained in detail at the appropriate time. For enhanced detail, she's practically your typical female, just with a little boost placed in her facial expressions than normal.. and those lips just seem to attract eyes unknown to her..

Play-by: Keira Knightley

Elegant, beyond compare. Emae can be a blonde at times, but it doesn't mean she has to be, or act, stupid. Elegance runs in her family, and although she's tuned in with nature, she has taken her fluid movements a bit differently than a queen or perhaps a person of royalty would. It's almost obvious with others around her that she's one to take care of the other person first and foremost, allowing herself to go without, just one thing she likes to do.. that and she had been raised to act that way. When it comes to her younger sister she does her best to make sure the girl is well protected, and WAS well raised in her eyes.. under her supervision she knows the girl had nothing but a good person to take care of her. Sadly she's begun to dislike it and it's made her dislike sincerely taking care of anyone, but Emae does it .. well, because it's in her blood for the most part. When it comes to friends, she really doesn't have any but her sister.. if she did have any, they would be thought about quite often. If it would get her out of that god forsaken house.. but she never voices this opinion, ever. House work is one thing she does, and thanks to having to practically raise her sister after their parents died, she grew up faster than she really needed to. It's sad when that happens, and for Emae, she's hated it.. and has tried fighting it tooth and nail, it just never works out the way she thinks it should.

Emae can also be stubborn, like any other female or human in particular. She can be a fighter, an arguer, and she'll even put her foot down if she has to.. of course, she can't always say yes to her younger sister. Trust me, she's tried it before and it didn't end up pretty. Her emotions are quite often locked up inside.. but when it comes to worry, it's usually plated across her face. If she has to avoid certain things she thinks might bring her harm, she will at all cost.. but Emae has a soft spot in her heart. After the death of her parents she learned to bottle everything up, and even death itself was something she was terrified of. Not only something she disliked but abhored to the point. Some people might just think she's innocent at first glance, but despite the constant worrying and constant tending to other's purposes, she's not too much of a innocent girl. On the outside she's pleasant, but make her angry and there will be hell to pay. She will stand up for herself every chance she gets, and along with being stubborn, she's got a good head on her shoulders. Who said some young girl couldn't raise her little sister all on her own? It became clear when she became the matriarch of her family's household.

Sure she doesn't have a lot of enemies, but like everyone else she can make them quicker than anything. She's only human. Being locked up in those woods have only made her stronger, but deep down inside she dreams to escape the threshold of that house.. and the duties that have been bestowed upon her. She dreams of the day she'll finally see the world itself and not have to take care of her little sister, or even worry about her in the long run. Responsibilities may be for her, but that doesn't mean she has to constantly throw them on her shoulders. For once she would love to just toss them off her shoulders.. into the dirt, stomp on them and walk away. Yes, Emae is a very loving person, but only to those who she knows well or thinks they even deserve it somewhat. All in all, she IS Snow White, with a little bit of a twist, and that simple little hint of loving nature.

Parents: Gail Danvers [ Mother, Deceased ], Richard Danvers [ Father, Deceased ]

Sibling(s): ____ Danvers - (Younger Sister)

Others: ____ Krawly - Some man that just came into her life.. unexpectedly.

Story: Gail and Richard Danvers were wonderful parents. Though the house was a cottage out in the woods, it was hard for the children to get any kind of social interaction in the world. Emae was the first child to be born to the couple, the quite happy couple. The fun had only started when Emae's little sister came into the mix.. as she had already begun to help raise the little girl, even when she was only five years old. It seemed to come as habit just tending to the child as if it were her own. The two got along quite well.. they were stuck to each other's hips like glue and there was no way of tearing them apart. They not only did everything together but they even finished each other sentences like they were twins even.. of course, spending all that time together it was no wonder they acted like twins. Emae was very protective over her sister, and sure they did everything together, she tried her best still to be an older sister that the younger one could definitely look up to.

Many nights their mother would tell them to shut and bolt the door as it had begun to sprinkle snow flakes outside, a pleasant sound as they always had story time when that happened. Emae was always the one to shut and bolt it as her little sister was never exactly paying attention.. she was too excited to hear the end of a story or the beginning of a new one. Of course, since they lived in that forest they had many animal friends that would come by just to be fed.. and Emae was usually the one to feed them. One pet that they did have was a lamb, the other was a beautiful snow white dove, one they named Snow White.. slightly ironic but for some odd reason the name stuck with Emae, as she even begun to call herself that in some of their make believe stories. As it were, they quite often had some scraggly travelers that would knock on their door asking for food.. their mother would always hollar for the girls to quickly open the door as it just might be their father. Sadly, their father was often gone and would not return for weeks at a time, and it was only getting worse.

As it were, things were very peaceful in the cottage.. the girls were homeschooled by their mother as their father went out to earn the money to get the food for the family. A typical family style.. nothing crazy going on, of course they loved the fairytales their mother would come up with.. simple off the wall stories that the girls would act out when they were in the woods. The girls grew up faster than their mother wanted them to, but the minute Emae turned 23 years old, a tragic thing had happened.. Emae remembers it to the point, as it was a horrible sight that any young girl could witness. The woods were quiet that day.. Emae's sister had been sleeping in every day oddly, but that didn't bother the older sister at all.. why would it? The less she had to see her the less she had to take care of her, and at least she was safe and sound. Of course, their mother had left.. since it was weird, it was a little scary for the house to be so quiet. Gail never left the house, ever.. but today was just that day, the start of bad to come. She had left to look for her husband, as they had not seen them for three months. The length of time had grown on Emae's nerves, and she couldn't handle it any longer either.

The forest was not only quiet that day, but it smelled aweful. As Emae pondered, weaving through the trees that were in her path.. she happened upon a stream.. yet in the stream, lay a figure that would change things for the poor girl. Her mother. Gail lay in the stream, the stream full of blood. Beside her, was her father, in the same position. No one could figure out how it happened, no one told the girls they might have been killed by some unforseen human.. someone that had revenge? Or perhaps it was the fact that Richard had been having an affair while he was gone? Emae would never know, but from that day on she stayed the closest to the cottage than ever.. never once stepping foot near that stream unless it was a completely different one. They had a well, and that's all she needed. Turning 25, Emae began taking careful watch over her sister after becoming the matriarch those few years ago. It was perhaps reminicent of when they were younger, a knocking on the door.. yet this time it gave Emae a sinking feeling in her stomach. She had opened the door, only to stare into the face of a large dark haired bear. After her younger sister pleaded with her to let the man in, she couldn't help but step aside.. it wasn't long after that, that Emae took care of him. She was trying to trust the beast, as he didn't seem to want to kill her.. since he promised.. but there was something about him. The beast could talk.. and that wasn't normal. She would have to watch him, and see.. perhaps he was the one that killed her parents? Yet he did not seem like the type to even hurt a fly..

(From another site!) Again the question was raised to make sure she would answer in all honesty.. Luca's voice snapping Natalie back into realty for the time being. "You know I have a phone, right? You can call me any time you want to... Doesn't matter to me." It wasn't like she had forgetten all about the handsome italian man. Besides, she had figured a while back that he wanted nothing to do with her, in that aspect.. or any aspect to be honest. Natalie gathered her thoughts and peered over to the handsome fellow at her side, wondering to herself why she never got the courage to tell him how she actually felt. He'd never know until it was the appropriate time of course. It didn't matter if she told him now amongst the crowd of people, or a few years down the line after he still hadn't met anyone. She wasn't a girl after anyone, sadly, except for the one that sat with her in that tiny little bar. The noise alone was enough to scare anyone away, but it seemed it didn't bother the two spending time together. Gathering the courage for an answer to his question, Natalie nodded and swallowed the piece of chicken in her mouth, as she had been raised solidly not to talk with her mouth full, a habit she had been well aware of doing. "I know you have a phone darling, you're rich.. if you didn't have a phone I would be quite honestly worried about you and your priorities." The true was, as she spilled those words out, she was scared of calling him.. for fear he would either blow her off for a family event, or his father would find out they were talking. She had met the man once, but it was on accident, and poor Gianluca didn't seem too happy that she had entered the office uninvited in the first place.

Brushing the thought from memory, Natalie once more turned her undivided attention to the italian man, doing her best not to stray this time. "How are you? Good, right? Not failing or..".. It was rather obvious he had asked her that question before, she just.. refused to hear it come from his tender lips. Now that she heard it though, she had meaning to answer it until he managed to cut the words from her own mouth and speak up once more.. this time saying something she could definitely respond to. "How do you eat that stuff? It's disgusting. And on good chicken nonetheless. You're ruining good food." A look of disdain washed over her face, trying her best not to look too hurt by the comment.. again, she knew he had a nack for saying things he never really meant. Then again, she never ate blue cheese.. it was just this night that she was craving it. Some unknown creature that lurked amongst her stomach was bringing out a side of her she never knew about, and at the wrong time also. "Excuse me.. blue cheese is a delacacy in some states you know." Such a lie. She managed to refrain from blushing too bad, knowing it was such a stupid response.. but she couldn't help it. The roar of the crowd seemed to get louder when she noticed.. she had never offered to get him something. How stupid could she be? What a horrible date.. Once he snagged a chicken finger and mentioned how he would.. well, save if from the disasterous outcome if it came into her hands, she glanced to him with a mysterious look in her eyes. A simple swirl of emotions that seemed to lighten her expression. Natalie was a girl of many emotions, and anyone around her would know that.. even the stranger standing near their table looking as though they were about to fall over.

She gently placed a hand on his shoulder once more and spoke, loud of course. "Luca, I really am sorry about my actions recently.. it's been a long hectic week.. I should have called you, I really should have. I just.." The words trailed from her lips, seeming to disappear in the crowd of people, pulling her hand slowly from his shoulder as she averted her eyes to the empty basked of chicken fingers. How could she even come across telling him she was pregnant, when the matter wasn't in his hands but hers alone? It was a month ago mistake she had made, not even that.. her drinking was what got her in trouble to begin with. It was that damned Orlando Baker that stole the wit and the innocence from her. The dark, sullen mood was quickly brushed off as she lifted a hand once more in excitement for the waitress to bring them a couple more drinks. "Hey, want a drink? It's on me.. you deserve something other than something non-alchoholic.. live a little. C'mon Luca, you know you don't drink.. water.. or.. koolaid around me. Careful, I might spike your drink without you knowing it.." A light flirty wink was given to him as she wrapped her arms around his closest arm and laid her head against his shoulder. "We need to do this more often.. so do something, get a beer.. get something?" With that simple statement, Natalie mustered up the elegant innocence she had left in herself, lifting those tender hazel eyes up towards him.. only to give that fat pouty lip with the glittery eyes. A test of courage for the grown italian man, perhaps?

Puppeteer: Heather

Age: 25

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[Emae Danvers]

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