So, ya got a name?

            *mumbles* Queen a' England...who's asking?

*eyes you a bit warily* What's your real name?

          Pita Miller. *notices your look* what? It's Bohemian. *sneers*

You got a nickname or anything?

           Gip. *looks away, bored with the questions already*

*smirks a bit* How'd you get that one?

            *looks at you from corner of eye* What are ya, my mother?

So how old are you, anyways?

            *blows a strand of hair from her face*  Close to 18 *seems wise for her age*

Whaddaya look like? *receives a 'look' from you* Just answer the question...

         Um... *looks down* I got dark wavy brown hair that goes to the middle of my back...um. *Scratches a dark almost black eyebrow furrowing her brow* uh. I got tan skin, blue eyes. I'm pretty tall... *tugs on a silver hoop earring in thought* I don't know how tall exactly. I've never been real big... always been kind of skinny and lanky... *gets flustered, hates talking about herself, says loudly* Anyways, why do you care? *mumbles crossing arms* You got eyes don't ya?

*smiles* I'm assuming you have a personality...what's it like?

           *rolls eyes* Cocky lil... *Trails off* Well... I am only gonna say this once so listen up. I'm cocky, I know I got a smart mouth and an even smarter wit, which I usually use against people. I'm not cold hearted though, I'm just strong headed and proud. I hate talking about myself- which is why if you missed anything too bad. Um... *sighs* I hide behind my sarcasm and my mouth… there I said it and I'm done. *nods*

Wanna tell us about your background?  Please?

           *sighs, said quickly* My mother came to America from Europe when she fell in love with an English Sergeant, which was my father. They settled in Kentucky and had three kids. My father became the Governor soon after and we became wealthy. I spent most of my time in Europe visiting my Grandparents who made sure I studied and became a 'lady'. I usually spent a year with them and then a year with my parents. My little sister Amelia died from the fever when she was three, I wasn't there... I didn't even know until I came home the next month. My father started drinking blaming everyone for Emmy's death.*Stutters a bit* He… He… He became violent and hit people… and one night killed the rest of my family along with himself *looks away nervously* I ran away, and ended up here.! (There are rumors of Gip having a hand in killing her family, but she doesn't confirm or deny these rumors.)

*nods* M-hm. I see. *smiles* Got any friends or relatives?

          Friends? *looks you up and down*  A few... Relatives... none that ain't dead.

What about a special someone? *winks and grins*

          Well… He’s special but he's not my boyfriend. He's my best friend- Cormack *smiles* he lived in Kentucky with me, after his Ma died

Anything else you wanna let us know about? Special talents, pet peeves.. ?

            Um...*licks lips and furrows brow*  no?