Livia Emerald Eyre - Former member of Team V
Insomniac
Fighter
Skyline GT-R
Emma has changed in more ways then one since becoming a part of the community. Her body has become more toned, a soft ripple of muscle underneath her tanned skin, she'll always be pale compared to most but that doesn't mean she's pasty. The vivid green eyes might be her most attracting feature, bright and almost glowing especially when they glitter with mischief and amusement. The eyes do grow darker, a more emerald in color when she's displeased or down-right angry, people don't seem to like her angry and her snap temper does not help at all. Dark lashes frame her eyes and match the black waves of hair that frame her face, the hair is unruly most of the time. Soft full lips are usually glossed but no other make-up is worn unless it's a special occassion. Her age would best be placed at 18 though at times one could swear she was much older then that or even perhaps younger, of course her history would account for both. Her breasts are small but firm, more then a handful is a waste they say, her skin is flawless, not one scar on her whole body. Legs are slender, a firm heart shaped ass, curvy hips of a woman, all of these on a height of 5'2, however most people don't dare make fun of her height. Little lady does not suit her at all.
Born to Harold and Elizabeth Eyre, she was light of their lives, the twinkle in their eyes. A child of extreme love and talent, she grew up dancing ballet, playing piano and living a life of wealth which one would assume would spoil her. Yet her good humour and nature prevented an ego from growing within. She was always sweet and kind and enjoyed summers at the cape with Grandmama Eyre whom encouraged great feats of imagination. All summer would they hunt down a magically hare or dance with a fairy king amongst the grass and trees. Oh what stories they made up, oh what fun was had by all and oh what a life Emma was destined to lead. Yet in the world of darkness no story has a happy ending....alas poor Emma soon became an orphan, a violent crime erased her beloved parents from her life at the tender age of 8 years old. Dearest Grandmama was her salvation, a door into another world, one free of the pain that wrenched her heart from her chest. Music and song, art and dance, imagination and stories collide in this world. School was a brief and sad interlude but she endevored to do well despite her hatred of the real world and excelled in her studies. At home all was magically, carefree and perfect, what a wonderous place to explore. Such old secrets dwelt in Grandmama's vast house and it soon become more of a home to her then any other place in the world. Oh to spend a day with Grandmama rolling in the grass, reading tales long forgotten by most, dreaming of more to life then what one can see. All of this screached to an abrupt halt in the summer of the year Emma turned 16, Grandmama was not an immortal like they had both dreamt, she was only human and ones body can only go on for so long before it gives out. She passed peacefully and Emma knew despite her sadness that she was in a better place filled with everything they'd once dreamed. At this time Emma was alone in the world, she had possession of the home which she knew, she had her freedom as the courts saw her fit with the assistance of her Grandmama's dear friend Mattie to help her out.She had enough money to get by, to live in comfort until she was 21, paid to her by some unknown benefactor. She had an inner strength now, she knew of a world behind this world where everything was possible and nothing could hurt her. The next two years passed easily with Emma finishing her schooling and being taught some more independence by her dearest Mattie, yet she was always half out of this world and always destined for something more. And here dear readers is where we find our lovely Emma, now 18 and alone for Mattie has moved to a elder care home, independent but still naive of most of the world and what it has to offer. A girl in a woman's body with more dreams then this world can hold, quite a feat these days, with so many people stuck in the harsh reality.
Equipment: -Shoulder Bag -Pocket Knife -Marine Combat Knife -Sig Sauer P220 -Schmeisser pistol -Dive knife and flashlight on a wrist band Living Spaces: -Victorian House outside of town -Greenhouse beside the house -Flower shop in Port Lussuria -Safe House bought from Daniel Favorites: -Food - Pizza -Drink - Juice/Hot Chocolate -Animal - Dog -Color - Blue -Flower - All of them/Lilacs -Hobbies - Swimming, botany, cooking Employment: -Owns and works at her flower shop -"Flowering Friends" Phobias: -Spiders -Abandonment -Going crazy Dreams: -Being in Love/Married -Watching her kids grow into young men -Helping her friends
