Amara Marie Aquilla

[wolf]

face claim: Anna Paquin

Name: Amara Marie Aquilla

Age:16

orientation: straight

Friends: Link and Silver Arcadia

relationship status: single

Powers: I hate my powers. They've made life so much harder, but much more interesting. See, if I stare at someone for long enough, they can lose their voice. Or drop down dead, if I'm in a bad mood. Basically, I'm a harbinger of disease; I touch you, you get sick. I stare at you for a long time, same thing.
The sickness I give depends on my mood. If I'm in a good mood (rarely happens) then you'll just get a cold. If I'm in a bad mood (which is usually) you'll get cancer or something terminary. I can't touch anyone without worrying about hurting them, but at least now I can walk down those dark alleys without a fear.

Personality: I'm quiet and hate talking. I'm anti-social to the extreme and push away anyone trying to talk to me. I love making snide comments and making fun of people, making fun of anyone, actually. I don't care whether you're a teacher, student, three year old girl, prime minister (and he deserves to be mocked), i'll still insult you. It seems like that's the only time that I ever talk; to mock people
Anyone trying to give me orders has a death wish. I don't take commands well and if you give me one, you'll probably end up unconscious on the floor. I also have bad anger management; the slightest thing can piss me off, and even if you didn't mean what you said, I'll still take my anger out on you. You don't want that, trust me.
I worry a lot. That kind of thing is expected when you have my curse. I don't want to hurt anybody, and I worry a lot about hurting one of my few friends or somebody completely harmless who never did anything to me. Life would be so much easier if I could get this power off my shoulders, but I wouldn't wish this on anyone; I'm the one who has to carry this curse. And it's made me quite bitter.

Physical description: I prefer to think of myself as petite, but other people just call me short. That pisses me off a lot, and if you wish to remain healthy, all stature remarks are off limits. I'm pretty hot, if i do say so myself, but forbidding-looking. You'd think that it would be obvious that I'm off-limits because I'm always seperating myself from other people, but noooo. Anyways, I have medium-length hair, dark brown with a died red streak. That is not permanent, and it'll wash out soon, probably. My eyes are hazel, but a weird shade of it. The green in them is a light, sick looking colour. You know, the kind of green you associate with illness. My lashes are long, and I consider them one of my prettiest features.
My teeth are white, but a bit spaced. Still, my smile looks alright, despite the fact I never practice. My face looks pretty and pale.
My hands are white and perfect. Unfortunately, I always keep them covered in gloves, because of the sickness-touching thing. That is a real pain.

History: I ran away from home after just discovering my power,but not before i accidently gave my boyfriend terminary cancer. After that it's been just one long hitch-hiking lifem until I found this school where I could just be me. Solstice. Of course, i still keep my gift a secret. You never know when I'll need to surprise someone with it.