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In CharacterFull Name: Juliet Eileen SewellNicknames: JulesBirthdate: May 27, 1864Current Age: 18 yearsOccupation: ProstituteHogwarts House:HufflepuffWand: Hawthorn, 11", springyex. holly, 11", Griffin featherBlood Status: HalfbloodSocial Class: lowerFamily: [Optional.]Appearance: Juliet is 5'4" tall, and she weighs 120 pounds. Her right hand is her wand hand. Juliet wears clothing that is made from showy material so as to accentuate her slender figure.History: Juliet was born to Thomas and Elizabeth Sewell on May 27, 1864. Juliet's father was a muggle that knew of the existence of the magical world. When things started getting crazy, he stood by his family's side. He was killed in 1877 by fanatics that wanted all magical people out. Those people are still alive although they no longer remember killing a man. Juliet and her mother moved to Hogsmeade with everyone else. With their family provider gone, Elizabeth could not afford to send Juliet back to Hogwarts for her fourth year. Juliet started working as a seamstress but found that the money just wasn't enough. She eventually turned to prostitution as a supplementary source of income.Personality: [Optional.]Sample Roleplay Post: Mikhail often practiced Quidditch and flight maneuvers in the darkness of the night. He also practiced early in the morning. He felt it was useful to know how to apply moves when you couldn't see. In a game, anything could happen. Sometimes it was raining so hard, the day could become like night. Just because it wasn't Quidditch season didn't mean he couldn't get a bit of practice in. After all, practice made perfect and Mikhail wanted to be as perfect as possible. Of course, he knew it was impossible for one to be perfect but one could come darn close. Mikhail looked around as he walked down to the pitch. Hmm, no one was around. What people didn't know, wouldn't hurt them. Mikhail mounted his broom and kicked off. He flew normally for a couple of laps. Then he practiced various feints and upturns. As Mikhail went into another dive, he noticed a girl sitting in one of the stands. He had never had company at this time before, so he was rather curious. He was a Tyr, after all. As he drew closer, he recognized her. It was that girl that had been sleeping in class that one time. Mikhail had never run across her again...until now. "Hi, there. I didn't see you sitting there. My names Mikhail Ovesan." He hovered in front of the stands as he spoke. Mikhail felt it was a good opportunity to practice low hovering.Out of CharacterName: EmmaAge: 24Contact: PMOther Characters: Clayton RossHow did you hear about us?: Caution 2.0
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