Basics

Civilian Name Lena Ilom Mauli

Name Meaning: Temptress (Latin) (My enemies are many) Black (Hawaiian) (pronounced: LAY-nuh IL-ohm Molly)

Birthday: November 12 (same days as Sun Yat-Sen who overthrew the last Chinese Emperor)

Appearance: Lena has waist-length black hair which is straight until about 5 inches from the end where it suddenly curls.  Lena always wears her hair down and often plays with it, sometimes to attract others. She has bangs that are very short and just curls.  Lena has a mostly fair complexion, but she is slightly tanned.   Her eyes are a deep, dark but somewhat soft blue.  She tends to lean towards darker makeup when she puts it on (blacks and maroons) but will sometimes put on a vibrant red lipstick, just to do something different.  Her face is more square than round and her eyes seem to stare into your soul sometimes, looking for answers.  She has somewhat pronounced features, but she always bats her eyes very slowly, as if closing them only to ponder a second about opening them back up again.  Her eyes are very striking and tend to be the first and the last thing you see about her.  Her mouth is full and always closed when not in use; she doesn’t leave it gaping open while she’s thinking.  Her general body frame is significantly curvy and she isn’t excessively thin, but more of a medium weight and enjoys her body very much.  She usually tends to walk one foot in front of the other, but in front of each other on the same line, giving her a seductive step that tends to lean more towards a swagger.  When she’s walking down the street and smiling with her hidden intentions at the boys and comes across one of the girls who is jealous of her, her smile smirks a little and gives that little glint of evil before turning back into her more normal expression.  Lena usually wears clothes that are very tight -- tight shirts are what make up the appearance you get more commonly.  She will occasionally wear a loose one, but it is rare, unless it’s significantly low-necked.  She wears pants a little less than skirts, but they’re usually tight leather with the occasional loose ones.  Leather is the fabric of choice for pants and it is rare for her to have a pair of pants that isn’t leather.  She wears skirts only by a slight majority and actually prefers a loose airy skirt to a tight one.  Lena likes them mostly because of the amount of secretive movement that can happen with them, and how well they go with her tempting dances.  The reason she likes all that other tight fabric, though is purely because of the shocking reaction she gets from most people of the way her clothes fit to her.  Most people don’t appreciate her tastes, not the adults at least, but she loves it... as do many of the boys.  And just as an added bonus: her voice!  She has a hushed, intense tone often times, just because she tends to whisper what she says so as not to get caught.  Her voice is more of an alto, though she can sing up to Soprano range and sometimes likes to challenge her voice up to the point where it can’t be pushed any further, she just keeps a hushed alto tone to everything she says.  The tunes she sings are often simplistic, perhaps a bit of manipulation to something she’d heard on the street or at a concert.  She almost always acts out what she sings, swaying her body and going along with the words.  She sometimes closes her eyes when she sings higher, to get an effect.  She usually only sings for boys, though sometimes she’ll sing a rage-filled or sarcastic song for the girls.

Birthplace: By the lake east of Concord

Race: Siren

Current Living Conditions: She lives mostly near the lake but enjoys going into the town to bother the townspeople and attract attention to herself. She often enjoys visiting the inn and staying for several days to entice the people of Concord, and especially enjoys improvisational night at the theatre.

Zodiac Sign: Scorpio

Age: 18

Blood Type: AB

History:  Lena was born into a family where their five year old son was already causing a mess in the world, making people tire of him very quickly.  When Lena was little, she worshipped her brother to an extent, watching him and learning his ways.  She wanted to be just like him when she grew up.  But the older he got, the older Darnell grew to use his energy in different ways.  When Modesta was born, Lena was only eight and wasn’t exactly wise in the ways of the world.  Lena was less and less interested in her little sister the older they got.   When she got into her preteen years, she could care less about her sister; she was watching her brother and slowly getting to know what he was doing and slowly appreciating it more and more.  Lena was learning that her brother wasn’t just being brotherly when he kissed her on the cheek in the morning and that she could have even more fun.  She got more and more into what her brother was doing and started on her own half of this business.  She’d been singing songs when she was little just for fun but they took a sudden turn into something completely different, catching the ear of more and more.  She was eased into the singing very quickly, finding her soft voice to be more and more enticing and enjoyable to use.  Lena started in on her fashion trend in her preteen years, when the singing took its rough turn.  The fashion trend was more gradual than the singing, she knew she’d best ease her way quietly and go undetected for more and more than take the sudden turn like the singing and get punished.  Lena’s fashion became more and more risqué as she went higher and higher.  But just a few years after it was started, she got cut down and fell hard to where she landed, without schooling.  Her mother freaked out, crying screaming, barely able to talk except for, “She’s JUST like her brother!  Why do the children go bad around this age?”  She was sobbing as Lena quietly made her way back into the city for a pleasure trip.  These became more and more frequent in the two years that followed.  Now she spends quite a good amount of time in the city, and is slowly diverging off from her family.

Personality: Lena tends to be a goody-two shoes in personality most of the time while some adult is watching her.  As soon as they turn their back, she’ll softly sing a few notes just for the boys, to drive them mad.  She’s all about getting the guy, then a few days later getting rid of him and moving on.  Lena is very possessive of her things but searches for something greater than just attaining a status above people in wealth; she wants to be above them in a sense of underlying power.  She wants to be able to pull the strings of the people and get whatever she desires at the flick of her wrist.  Lena doesn’t take being overtaken in will very well.  She always must have things her way or not at all.  She doesn’t take losing things very important to her well either.  She would probably hide somewhere and cry for days on end if her brother took a long and distant trip.    But Lena shows a personality of more confidence, control, and attitude than she sometimes has.  Lena has her own secrets that she doesn’t share with the world, but she takes all of theirs in, absorbing different ways to take control of people.

Family and Friends:

Family: (Father) Hubert Justin Mauli – 46-year-old father of Lena and her sibling troupe, the wisest of the family. By far.  Hubert has black hair that isn’t starting quite yet to grey, but with Lena and Darnell as his children, one would think his hair would be white by now.  He has green eyes so dark they’re almost black. He’s 6’ even and has a very stoic appearance though his personality tends to be very loose.  He didn’t mind as much that his daughter was kicked out of school, he accepted it and taught her anything else she needed to know, unlike her mother who nearly went into fits about it.  Hubert likes being sociable but he usually just goes on and on and on about something that no one else cares about and more likely than not bores them to death.  Hubert is often called either ‘Hue’ or ‘Dad’ and enjoys the company of his children very much.  He is very strict about their schooling and is always willing to lend a helping hand when they need it.   He was always the one that the children would trust with their secrets because they knew he wouldn’t spill them.  Hue doesn’t particularly like to sing and wouldn’t dare do so in public.
(Mother) Gigi Irene Mauli – 41 year old mother of the Mauli trio, the most politely sociable one of the whole family.  The gossipy-teenage-girl-like member of the family, she is almost always with one of her girlfriends, who tend to be sirens as well, and seems to be more like a teenager than a 41 year old mom.  Gigi has cheek-length red – literally red – curly hair and sparkling bright blue eyes and a constant smile on her mid-tanned face.  Among her family, she is generally unliked; usually she’s despised, amongst the children.  Gigi and Hue usually don’t go into long conversations like Gigi would with a girlfriend, but they love each other still.  Gigi also likes being called Irene, just because it doesn’t make her seem as ‘out of it’ as other people.  She likes humming little ditties to herself and sometimes singing to make other people happy.  She sometimes splurges out and spills family secrets, which tend to make them even more angry.
(Younger sister) Modesta Coralie Mauli – 10 years old, Lena’s younger and significantly less daring sister.  Lena enjoys trying to get her sister to do things, trying to make her duplicate her older siblings but Modest is rather defiant to her sister.  Lena calls her A la mode, even though it annoys Modesta to almost a breaking point.  Modesta has reddish-pink hair which she pulls about half of up into a top knot with whatever isn’t in the top knot hanging down (comes to about cheek-length).  The other half of her hair just hangs normally and comes to belly button length.  Her eyes are a pale shade of green and she wears very light, conservative clothes. Modesta doesn’t like to be put out into the open and is very shy.  Usually the youngest child gets the most attention, but in this case, she gets shoved into a corner while her older siblings get more attention, probably not the best of attention either.  Modesta doesn’t really mind being pushed around, but she usually hangs her head and tries, to some extent, to stay away from the rest of her family.  She doesn’t like to sing very much at all, she thinks her voice is bad and is scared of all the attention she would get because of it.
(Older brother) Darnell Anisa Mauli – 23 years of age, Darnell is Lena’s sibling soulmate, to say the least.  Darnell is very much like his little sister and taught her a lot of things.  Maroon hair crowns his head in a somewhat disheveled fashion and his black eyes sometimes seem to blaze with that crazed passion.  Darnell was also kicked out of school, around the same age as his sister and explained that it only made life better.  He is almost identical to his sister in his personality and the way he expresses himself.  Darnell enjoys wearing somewhat looser clothing than his sister does, but tight clothes make him happy as well.  He tends to like dark shades sometimes he gets a little but of bright color in his wardrobe but it isn’t often.  Darnell likes his sister enough to hit on her, which he sometimes does just for the sake of doing so.  He uses his voice often for the same reason as Lena, or close – to reel in the ladies.

Friends:  Lena doesn’t particularly have any friends, most people are either her faithful puppies, which aren’t really friends, or the rest of them just plain hate her.  No one really is loyal and respectful enough of her to be considered a friend.  The person who is probably closest to her in terms of friendship is her brother.

What Makes Them Tick?

Favorite Gemstone: Garnets

Favorite color: She likes the color red because it draws the eye in, but she prefers more of a maroon, though any shade suits her.

Favorite food: Chili

Least favorite food: Salted food, especially salted meats

Reasoning: She likes chili because it’s spicy and smooth, and dislikes salty foods because they always leave her too dry in the mouth, salted meat because it’s too tough for her taste.  Not to mention it’s salted.

Favorite Animal: Lena likes men, plain and simple.  Men are animals (literally, humans are mammals) and she just finds their nature of attraction to her so humorous and yet she loves to be love by them.  Men aren’t as subtle as she is, but she still finds them her favorite in all the animal kingdoms.

Hobbies: Lena enjoys a good day at the lake but a good day in the town suits her fancy better.  She often acts in Concord’s talent nights, enticing the men with her dances, beckoning them to follow her after the show for some real fun.  After having her way, she usually robs the guys flat and sometimes even takes the initiative to put them outside the inn with an empty beer glass in their hands.  Lena also does a good amount of swimming by the lake along with lounging in the sun.

Likes: Men, secrets, things that challenge the mind, playing games with others, being cynical and rude

Dislikes: Mean women, people who won’t show her what she wants to see (not meant literally, but could be... ^^;;), people who don’t listen to her singing, most animals, things that deprive her of the flavor of life

Education Evaluation ^^;

School: Lena did attend the Concord School for the Gifted but was kicked out for hiking her dress too high and rolling her sleeves up, along with creating havoc amongst the boys in general.  She couldn’t resist but create havoc, but all the school rules forbade it and she was kicked out.  This was only two years ago.

Marks: Lena did earn very low marks because she never really paid any attention to the teachers, she was always more interested in the boys.  And if she got a male teacher, she just watched him like a child watching something magnificent unfold. The older she got, the harder it got for her to pass the finals, she never listened. Though through her own ways was able to pass until two years ago when she was no longer able to pull her tricks to advance and the teacher was far too strict to allow such a loose dress code as she was showing.

Viewed in School: While she was in school, she was shunned by all of the girls, especially those looking for romance or having a relationship.  They all thought she was something of a demon sent to steal everything from them and laugh at their lack of men while she had every boy in school following her.  Some of the girls, though, admired her and still others were attracted to her like the boys.   But the boys flocked to her, she just seemed to be able to pull out anyone she wanted and they would succumb to her will.  Of course, there were always exceptions but she knew who they were and never particularly cared for any of them.  She even got the teachers to succumb to her sometimes, and she found it somewhat funny that they would do that, fall to the will of a student.

Romantic Ties: She had no serious romantic ties; she’d hang around with this guy for so long, get bored with him and move on.  She can’t even count how many times she’s done such; it’s a very high number.

Senshi stuff

Henshin:  “Ramita Temptation, Make-Up!” She calls out the phrase and throws her henshin wand into the air.  It hangs vertically and spins, throwing the symbol off first which lands at its proper place in her fuku, then the knob (of whip) lengthens and the top bursts into the 5 strips at the end of her weapon.  She leans down and runs her fingers up her legs, and her boots blow out in ribbons, first in black, then red, then tightening ever-so-much into her boots.  She then fingers her way around where her skirt roll lies, the roll itself forming right behind her fingers.   She then juts her waist forward as the skirt forms in its black strips.  She resumes a normal stance; she runs her hands across the opposite arms and her gloves form in red ribbons.  She flicks up her hands and the veils ribbon out from the middle finger space.   Ramita then crosses her arms over her chest as red and black ribbons begin out of the symbol, then throws her arms back and pushes her chest forward as the shirt and veil come to life.  She then grabs her whip and makes a ‘Z’ with it in front of her face.  As soon as it crosses her forehead, her tiara sparkles to life.  She then cracks the whip across her body for her final pose.  Her henshin item is described in the next answer.

Henshin Item: Her henshin item is the handle of her whip, basically a red shaft, with a knob of her whip (the actual black leather part).  In the middle of the knob (spherical) is the garnet in the middle of her symbol and the rest of it branches out from there.

Fuku: Sailorramita’s fuku is as follows: (from the bottom up) Mid-thigh length black-red heeled leather boots, the colors are mixed together.  A skirt made from black, Xena-like leather strips with a red skirt roll at the top.  A red almost bra-like shirt, joining at the middle with her symbol, at the top is straight collared (like on a leather jacket, raised up) and ‘sleeves’ to her shoulders.  Coming out from this is a black veil that comes down to just above her belly button.  She also has elbow-length red gloves which end connected only to the middle finger, on the top of the glove a small black veil is also attached, it comes a little past the fingers when held down.  Finally, Sailorramit has a silver band (rounded almost cylinder) with a garnet embedded in the centre.  She also has a red-handled cat-of-nine tails; the whip itself is black leather.

Attacks:
“Pull of Temptation!” – Sailorramita holds her whip in both hands, handle in her right hand, whip in her left, and calls out “Pull!”  She uses her whip to grab onto her target and walks over to the target, dictating “Of!”  When she reaches the target, she holds their face and looks at them innocently.  When she says “Temptation,” it comes out as a whisper to them alone as they become focused on her alone and she might dance for them or something ridiculous like that to attract attention if they aren’t paying any to her.  Usually they do, her having their face in her hands and all.  They then proceed to follow her around like a loyal little sheep, until she either slaps them or something to rid them of the spell or casts it on someone else.  This attack can only be used on one person at a time and is useless when the victim pays no mind to her and doesn’t look her in the eye.
“So Close, So Far Away!” – Sailorramita walks over to her victim, standing by them.  She points to something she knows they either need or want and says “ So close!” She then closes her eyes and keeps her finger pointed at it, allowing it have a bit of her power.  She blinks her eyes back open, telling the person then, “So far away!” The object then seems to go into some sort of a tube and be pushed to the end, where they can just barely make it out the shape of it.  Often the victim will try to retrieve the item, but as long as they believe the item is down a long tunnel, they will never be able to reach it.  Only the victim can see the tunnel and all, so all other onlookers are often confused on what the other person is doing.  This attack can be broken only by the victim believing the object was last where it was and isn’t down some long tunnel.  Sailorramita likes to cast this attack to watch people grasping for something that’s right there.

Life on future Concord: In the future, Lena was much like she is now: daring to go beyond the extremes, not letting anyone go before her.  She always disliked authority and especially disliked the President.  She didn’t like the way they could make ridiculous laws and she’d have to follow them without question or she’d be thrown in jail.  She didn’t know why they should have such power over the civilians and why she couldn’t do whatever she wanted.  She heard about a new group forming up, something about rebelling against the President. Despite the wishes of family and the rest of the community, she left to join them.  She always would pull enemies to her, then kill them and move on.  Lena always knew where her boundaries lied amongst the resistance fighters and never crossed them.  In the final battle, Sailorramita was getting hit pretty hard by the Azuka but she made a run for the President’s son.  She began to coax him to her so she could get him, but died in her attempts, her body had taken too many hits.

Writing Sample
Lena skipped and looked back as she walked to Concord.  She was leaving the lake again, but they wouldn’t notice until she didn’t show up to eat or something.  Like anything interesting would happen while she wasn’t at home.  She smirked; the family probably wouldn’t have nearly as much fun without her.  She smiled and turned back to face Concord.
She took her steps rather close, her feet swaying out in front before she took the step, planting them on the other side of where normal people would step.  But of course, Lena wasn’t normal.  She closed her eyes and began to sing softly as her feet grazed over the grass.

“I won’t keep this unto myself
I won’t be alone
I can’t be a slave
We must be as one...”

She didn’t know what she was singing, but the words and tune flowed softly in her lower range, she did not smile, her eyes stared forward as her arms hung limp at her sides, her legs the only part of her body with any control.  She swayed as her legs moved across her body, walking across the plains into the town.
She met the entrance to Concord with a glee.  Her body regained its full movement as she happily made her way into the square, looking succulently over her shoulder at some of the boys who hung around, not caring if they were sitting beside a girl or not.  She could just feel her strings of control once again falling into place, and smiled brighter at this.  She was going to paint the town whatever color she desired this week.
As she got to the inn, she asked the innkeeper, “You do have my bag, don’t you?” She leaned over the counter as she watched him retrieve a black leather bag from the corner and place it on the table.  “Thank you very much, sir.”  Her grin took a smirk-ish turn as she looked to the innkeeper.  She knew this week was going to be fun.

Other:  I’m just sticking this in, because I think I need to.  If you would like to see what I basically made the shirt part of the fuku out of, go to http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/loth/h/e/heatherari/defendingangel1.jpg.html.  Sailorramita’s actual tip has a lower neck than the picture there.  For a picture of Lena, go to http://www.geocities.com/namirlynx/Lena_Ilom_Mauli.jpg