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User:clouded_dove (84798)
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DOVE RANDIN


name... Dove Randin
dob... April 1st
race... Smoke Elemental
gender... Female
nicknames... D
age... 433
PB... Kate Walsh






There may be a great fire in our soul, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke.
-- Vincent Van Gogh





birthplace... British Colombia, Canada
current residence... Head of Halcyon
occupation... Resident Psychologist/Counsellor
Rooming With No one






“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged a fire sparkling in lovers eyes, being vexed a sea nourished with lovers tears, What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a perserving sweet.”
-- William Shaekspeare





first impression... Dove is really well liked, and down to earth. She is generally seen as a genuinely good person and a kindred spirit.
personality... Dove is very secure with herself. She has been around the block several times, and has had her fair share of grief. That being said, she knows that what people sometimes need most is a swift kick in the ass. If she thinks you can do better, she will make sure you will. Not with force, but she will make it her personal objective to make sure you get what you want. If anyone needs to put things in perspective, talking to Dove is always a good idea. That being said, she is also a very nurturing individual. A shoulder to cry on, an unbiased person to vent to. She's very spunky and quick witted, nothing gets by her, but she's not the type to inflict any severe punishment either. Dove is very enthralled with life, both the good and the bad.
Personal Strengths and Weaknesses... Confident, laid back, ambitious, motivated::Can be a bit obsessive, doesn't always watch what she's saying
Power Related Strengths and Weaknesses... Can suffocate victims (but cannot kill them), can capture one breath as long as it's in a smoky environment and can also become smoke::A strong alchemist, wind, needing to be around smoke
phobias... Loosing control





“You write to communicate to the hearts and minds of others what's burning inside you. And we edit to let the fire show through the smoke”
-- Arthur Polotnik





siblings... Brother - Harp Randin
marital status...Single
orientation...Heterosexual
ons... Smarts, Passion, things that are new to her
offs...Jealousy, Ignorance, Routine






“One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passersby see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way.”
-- Vincent van Gogh





height... 5’7”
weight... 134lbs
hair... Long, vibrant and red, Dove's hair is usually let down to it's own devices in loose curls
eyes... blue
appearance...Mainly she goes for that comfortable, lived in look, but man does she know how to clean up! Athletic, not that she tries. Maybe even on the long and lanky side of things
markings...None






“Love is an exploding cigar which we willingly smoke.”
-- Lynda Barry





background... Dove had come from a very loving family, although if you took the time to sit down with her and listen to her life story, you might quickly forget that. Her parents, both smoke elementals and her brother, Harp, lived in a small town in from the coast of British Colombia. It was a small, quiet town, not too many people and not too many questions to be asked. Everybody pretty much kept to themselves.

Dove’s parents kept the money coming in and food on the table, how? Harp and Dove didn’t know, but they never really asked either. Their parents would come and go for months at a time, but the Randin children were used to this, so they made do. When their parents were home, it was like a really long holiday. Those were the memories that Dove fought to keep from slipping from her mind.

When her parents did leave, her and her brother leaned on each other, for simple things as well as educational things. Their parents hadn’t enrolled them in any sort of school but they always kept new information coming in, as well as teaching them about being who they were. In fact, the Randin children actually ended up being pretty smart.

These times were long gone. Dove’s parents had been gone for a couple of months, which was nothing unusual. But soon, months bled into what seemed like an eternity. Dove and Harp began to deal with the fact that their parents weren’t coming home. Years passed and they didn’t talk much about it, they may have had whispered conversations about “Weren’t they fighting about some sort of alchemist or something?” and “What do you think happened?” But it never escalated into anything beyond that. Dove was bitter, she figured if they weren’t coming back then she wouldn’t go looking for them.

Soon, Harp snapped. He couldn’t take it anymore and he told Dove that he was leaving, he needed to go find them even if she didn’t want anything to do with them. He left, and Dove didn’t know what to do, Harp was her support system, her reason for doing everything and anything at all. Now what?

For a time that seemed like decades Dove sunk into a deep depression. Still living in that same house, she rarely left it, living off of the small fortune her parents left behind. If what she had been doing for all of those years could be called living, she did so minimally. Nothing even remotely extravagant was bought, nothing abnormal happened, except maybe a carton too many of cigarettes had been bought. It took her awhile, but she eventually decided hiding wasn’t worth it anymore, she would emerge from her shell, but she was still bitter and angry.

She got herself together long enough to go to school and complete what would be her first PhD in psychology. It wasn't easy though. Dove had talked to someone at the school, and in order to get in she would have to do some things for him. One was prove that she did have the intelligence she claimed to have, a few college entrance exams and that was taken care of. The other was to pay him a fairly hefty sum of money, one that all but depleted what Dove had left in her bank account. This got her an in to the school and some formal identification that she had never had before. Simply put, she bought an introduction into the real world. At least when Dove had barricaded herself in that house, she kept herself knowledgeable. After her degree was finished, she got bored…what else could she do?

Dove packed up and headed for New Orleans. She kept her house, not being able to let go of it, but moved very far away. The change in scenery was just that, a change in scenery. It didn’t bring anything interesting into her life, and she was still bored, and still angry. Somehow, she doesn’t remember why, or how she got to this point, but it was like she woke up one day in a room full of used needles and drugs.

She spent a decade, at the very least holed up in a different house, with different means of destruction. Instead of being locked inside her own mind, she locked herself out. Did she want this for herself? Another couple hundred years of getting high? No. She was going to run out of money sooner or later.

Dove resorted back to the only thing that had helped her before. Another couple, hardworking years of school, another degree in psychology and another reason to be bored when she finished. However, this time something piqued her interest.

A scout had found her in a coffee shop and offered her a place to work at a school called Halcyon. Dove wanted what was best for her, and was ready to move on with her life, so she agreed on the position.







“Remember, if you smoke after sex you're doing it too fast”
-- Woody Allen





MISC.


DISCLAIMER: I am not Kate Walsh, although that'd be pretty sweet. Dove Randin is a creation of mine so leave her alone. This is just for fun, if you'd like to have some fun too, go check out [info]halcyon_halls. Like my icons? [info]rpg_icons, kate-walsh.com and iconsbytink made them unless otherwise stated.

Characters Greatestjournal name: clouded_dove
Your email: freaky_styley0@hotmail.com
Your messengers:
- AIM: secondwalk
Your name (internet or real): Kairee
Your age: 19





Schools:None listed
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