So, ya got a name?

            *raises a slim eyebrow, her hands flitting over an obviously muddled bunch of string, tangled into one large knot* No, of course not sweetie. *waits a moment for drama* I would ask if everyone has a name...but duh. Would you believe me if I said my name was Jacob Bligh?

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

            *pulls up the opposite eyebrow to match the first* You're a clever one, catching on. That's my brother's name, in fact. Mine's got the same initials though. Jennifer Bligh. Rather short and simple, I think. *releases a breath in a deep sigh, her eyes  on her hands**figures her task is going to take a lifetime to complete at this rate*

You got a nickname or anything?

            *laughs lightly, stopping after only a second* With Jennifer? Dear, you can bet your tush I have a nickname. Choose any variant of the name, it has almost as many names as you can give a redhead. *sullenly* Jenny, Jen...I've even been called 'Nifer. *thought it sounded like the name of a rodent**begins to sort out the knots again*

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

            *raises a hand to tap her head in response* Gotta love brains...using mine, I'd have to say they're shortened versions of Jennifer. Using the full version can be a mouthful, you know. *wisely*

So how old are you, anyways?

            *shrugs a little, keeping her attention on the string in hand* Oh, I don't know...I was orphaned at a young age and never knew my birthday...damn those nuns...*allows herself a smile**is, after all, only joking* I'm nineteen as of December first. I was born in 1886, and am still standing. *finds it not an accomplishment, rather a good thing*

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

            *and does give the well deserved look* Red hair, bluish eyes, slim..and freckles. *pointedly* And don't you dare comment on the hair, I've heard my share of them. *stops for a minute to untangle her fingers from the ball of string* If I could change one thing about me, that would be it. At this point, I'd settle for some nice brown locks..or black. Black matches everything, or so I've heard. *stands at about 5'6", holding a slim figure**flicks her head to the side, moving a few strands of hair out of her face* And now onto the eyes...you've heard of the Mona Lisa smile, right? *tilts her head in a nod* Well I got her eyes, except in a different col! or. *states it matter-of-factly**has the eyes an actress might have, always looking as if they're holding back a sly secret**glances to the side for a moment, her fingers still trying to untangle the mess*

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

            *draws her attention back to the attention back to the interviewer**crosses a strand of the string over another, her eyes searching around the room as if for an answer* Personality I have, honest. *sets the bundle of string down on her lap**raises a hand, counting each trait off on a finger* I'm lacking in virtues, no patience, usually no silence, and can be brutally honest. *wriggles the last finger not counted on a little, signifying only one aspect of herself yet* I'm right-brained, meaning I tend to dream in color instead of in black and white. *subtitled: is creative*

Wanna tell us about your background?  Please?

            *rolls her eyes just a tad, re-organizing her hands around the jumbled ball of string* I'm going to eventually anyways. Better sooner than never. *picks a particularly tricky knot in the string* Eh..not much of a background to tell really. I didn't bring with me a sob story, didn't know it was required. *quirks up a side of her mouth in a grin* Remember the nuns? They don't exist. Neither does the orphan crap. *in case you hadn't caught that**waves a hand a bit to the side* No one's dead that I know of at least. Everyone's still back upstate. They just wanted me to get an education, as they hadn't gotten much themselves. So they sent! me off over here. *yep* Can't say I've gained much of an education the way they meant.*lets a small snicker escape her lips* Do you know how long it takes to save up money for school? I'm finding that out know...by the time I get in I'll be eighty years old with a hunch.

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

            *picks up the ball again, nodding off in the direction she'd waved to earlier* There. *as if that explains it**offers a small sigh, refocusing her  mind to the knots and tangles she's dealing with*

What about a special someone? *winks and grins*

            *doesn't so much as glance up* Nope, sorry to disappoint you. Seriously, I am. *without a hint of expression**smiles a little as the ball slowly begins to unwind*

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

            *unravels the ball, draping it around her knees in a careful fashion* I'm sure I have a special talent hidden somewhere, it just hasn't shown yet. Don't you agree? *surveys her undoing of he mass of knots, grinning fully for the first time during the interview*