Written 2003, © Erica 2005

Profile for Flynn School of the Elements (RPG died and was later purged by Ezboard... sad... I liked it.)

-Personal-

Name: Erica
Ezboard SNs: Azurial, Berlioz Callaghan
Email address: [email protected]

-Character-

Name: Moana Tinuviel Ka'iulani Patten
Nicknames: Ana, Lani, Pixie, Elfy
Age/Birthday: 18/Mar 13, 1985
Gender: Female
Blood: Muggle, Hawaiian/Filipino-American
Wand: N/A
House: Water
Year: 2nd

Physical Appearance: At 5' 6" and 120 lbs, Moana is about medium height and weight. Built like her mother, Moana is slender but well tones because of hula and surfing. Her delicate-looking, long fingered hands she gets from her father's side of the family, as well as her oval face and graceful neck. Tanned a light bronze from not only her heritage, but also from long hours in the sun, Moana's complexion is only marred by the occasional bout of acne. Her long, straight, coal black hair she leaves unbound, allowing it to fall in sheets to her waist. But for formal occasions, Moana will pull it up in an elaborate mass of twists and curls. Framed by long lashes, Moana's brown eyes are lively but cautious, though they tend to glaze over when she's daydreaming. Moana clothing style depends on how she's feeling. It ranges from no-nonsense to functional but stylish to artsy. While in her no-nonsense mode, Moana will dress somewhere in between school-girl and business woman, with dress slacks, plaid skirts, collared blouses and heels. Functional but stylish consists of jeans, khakis, t-shirts, tennis shoes or boots. Crazy, is well, crazy. When in an artsy mood, Moana will wear anything from a jean skirt decorated with puff-paints, bright colored silk scarves, ballet-style shoes, to hand-painted t-shirts. But one thing remains the same, no matter what style she's wearing. Moana always wears her necklace. Hung on a silver chain, the light blue aquamarine stone was a gift from her grandmother Belen when she was born; it had belonged to Belen's grandmother and was passed down mother to daughter. But since Belen only had sons, she gave it to her first granddaughter, Moana.

Personality: Like water itself, Moana has many shades and levels to her personality. She can range from positively bubbly to completely turbulent. Most of the time, she appears calm and somewhat detached. Only people who know her well know how rapidly her mind can bounce around as her face maintains a nonchalant expression. An avid daydreamer, Moana tends to loose track of what's going on around her, one reason she can have a vacant or otherwise odd expression, especially if there's nothing to really hold her attention. Only a few things can really hold her attention. Her friends, a good book, surfing, and hula are the major ones. Moana has a fantastical imagination, but sometimes gets a little carried away. Close friends describe her as both "crazy & insane" and "someone to pour your heart to." She's a wonderful listener, but can talk pretty well herself. Moana tends to seem shy or aloof at first, but will talk your ear off once she's warmed up to you. She prefers neither solitude or society (with friends), as she comfortable in both. Only boys she likes can make her loose her usual calm composure and turn her into the giggly teenage girl she really is. A caring an compassionate person, Moana is always willing to listen to her friend's problems, a trait some Waters don't have, an often her friends moods will reflect in her own. She can adapt and change to fit her situation very quickly, and can multitask very well. There are few things she tries that she doesn't succeed at, eventually. A quick learner, Moana picks up things very easily, and while she acts like she wants to be independent, Moana actually likes having someone there to help her know what to do. She's not really a leader, but more of a motivator.

Habits: Moana's biggest habit is of course daydreaming. If her thoughts aren't concentrated on something, she will hum snatches of music from different hulas. Moana also has a reputation among her friends of "talking just to hear the sound of her own voice." She'll continue talking about something she's thinking about, even though it's impossible not to know everyone else stopped listening. Moana also has a habit of playing with her hair. If she's bored she run her fingers through it, she'll twirl and twist it, and she'll take it out of what ever "do" she has it in and put it back up.

Hobbies: Most of Moana's hobbies are linked to two things: hula and surfing. Moana loves swimming and diving, and just about anything else that has to do with water. She also has a very good singing voice (and yes, she does sing in the shower) and has a two octave range from A below middle C. But hula and surfing aren't her only hobbies. Moana is also very competent at protecting herself, even though she only has six months of actual karate lessons under her belt. She likes to practice what little she did learn every day as part of her workouts.

Fears: Moana has a severe allergy to bees and will jump a foot anytime something buzzes near her. Even a fly will make her flinch. Another of Moana's concerns is any sort of injury, especially to her arms or legs. She dances hula and surfs, so that's explainable. Moana also has an inexplicable fear of snakes and spiders. A bad thing when one grew up on an island that has some good sized ones.

Hopes/Dreams: Moana is passionate about hula and almost equally as passionate about surfing. In the future, she wants to attend BYU-Hawaii and study Polynesian dance and hopes to be able to join Halau o Kekuhi or one of the nation dance troops. While surfing is one of her passions, Moana doesn't plan to go professional, but she does plan to continue surfing recreationally. Because she's an idealistic person, Moana dreams of marrying Mr. Right and having a family of her own and of teaching her children about hula and surfing.

Family: Iolana "Lana" Kalakaua (mother); David "Dave" Patten (father); Steven "Steve" Anadar Patten (brother-22); Lahela "Hela" Darline Patten(sister-10)

Brief History:
Iolana Kalakaua was born to Kailani Kanaka'ole (mother) and Aliimalu Kalakaua (father) on the small island of Lana'i in Hawaii in a small town near Ka'ena Point. Kailani was a stay-at-home mom and Aliimalu was a police officer. They met at a mutual friend's wedding and hit it off quickly. Iolana was the third of five children. Laban, Kekona, Iolana, Adamu, & Mele. Iolana had two loves, books and dancing. After graduating from high school, Iolana joined the state dance troop and moved to the big island of Oahu. Three years after joining the troop, Iolana met David while he was living with his uncle while he found work after completing college.
David Bacunawa Patten was born to Belen Putong Bacunawa (mother) and Samuel Mark Patten in San Jose, California. Belen was the daughter of Filipino immigrants and was raise strongly in her parent's culture. The presence of Samuel's family in the States stretched back to Revolutionary times. Belen went to college and became a secretary at the law firm Samuel was a lawyer at. The two were rather at odds with each other at first, but gradually fell in love. Very gradually. They were married four years after they met. David was the youngest of two children. Julian & David. After graduating high school, David went to college to become and architect. After getting his degree, David went to spend the summer in Hawaii with his mother's brother, who said there were some job opportunities for him there.
David and Iolana ran into each other at a Starbucks Coffee in Honolulu. After apologizing for knocking her bags out of her hands, David offered Iolana lunch. She accepted as she didn't have any lunch plans. Each of them found the other enjoyable company and arranged to meet the next day for breakfast. After a week they started dating, and by the end of the summer David proposed to Iolana. The young couple bought a small house in Waialua. David started on his job and Iolana continued with the dance troop. When she became pregnant with their first child, she quit the troop and stayed home. Steven Anadar was followed four years later by Moana Tinuviel (yes, named after Luthien Tinuviel from Tolkien's books). Moana was a true Daddy's Girl, but also had a close relationship with her mother. But she was always at odds with Steven. The two siblings had a few mutual interests, including surfing, but they almost never agreed on anything else.
Moana had a relatively normal childhood, because that's what she was, a relatively slightly-smarter-than-normal muggle child. She tested high on her pre-K test and was enrolled in a private school. When Moana was six, Iolana began teaching her daughter hula. Moana took to it like a fish to water. So when Moan was eight, her parents paid for hula lessons. But those didn't work out due to Moana's shy nature. So Iolana continued teaching Moana at home. When she was ten, Moana became interested in surfing, mainly because her brother was. So Uncle Adamu started teaching Moana to surf as well.
Besides being a Daddy's Girl, Moana was also the baby of the family. She enjoyed the attention she received from her parents, as she didn't get much at school, even though the attention she got from her parents only served to drive a wedge between her and Steven. But when Lahela was born, Moana was shocked when her parents began paying more attention to her little sister than to her. Slowly she began to understand how Steven had felt when she herself had been born. Moana and Steven began to have a better relationship, but when Lahela became older, she became Steven's favorite and Moana was shifted to the "tolerated" position.
When Moana entered Jr High, she began to change. Some of the other students had begun to tease her rather viciously, so David decided Moana needed some lessons in self-confidence as well as self-defense. Once a week, for about six months, Moana took karate lessons from one of David's co-workers who happened to be a black belt. As Moana began to be more sure of her ability to protect herself, she started standing up to the kids that were teasing her. The other kids backed down and left her alone. After about six months the karate lessons began interfering with her hula and surfing, so Moana stopped. But the lessons had done their work.
As Moana's self-confidence rose, so did her ability to be sociable. She made friends more easily and people were attracted to her sweet and honest nature. But Moana still retained her love for the quiet. She became something of a social butterfly, able to move from one group to another, but staying long. Moana retained her own small circle of friends but was on good standing with most people. As Moana entered high school, she really came out of her shell. She'd always done well in her classes, but in high school, she really began to excel. Moana started taking honor courses and discovered her talent for multi-tasking. High school was also when she earned her reputation for being a little "crazy." Realizing her friends could handle it, Moana let a little more of her inner personality show. For the most part, Moana is a sweet, caring person, but a little part of her is completely crazy. Moana keeps that part of her under tight wraps, as she tends to do something either unthoughtful or careless when in "crazy" mode.
Moana never suspected she was "different" until about five months after her 16th birthday. It was mid August and school hadn't started yet, so Moana was out at the beach catching some waves. Earlier that day, Lahela had gotten Moana into a bit of trouble, and Moana was still a little ticked off at her little sister. Just as she was swimming out to catch her fifth wave, a huge storm blew up. Moana turned around and tried to head for shore, but she was too far out and got pulled out to sea. Scared out of her wits, Moana clung to her board. The storm blew away as quickly as it had appeared, but Moana was too far out to swim back. Search and Rescue found her half an hour later and took her home. For a while, Moana didn't surf, afraid another storm would brew, not suspecting she had caused the storm herself with her turbulent thoughts about her sister. But after a while, Moana began to suspect something. Anytime she was upset or angry something odd would happen, something related to water.
The kicker was about a year later, the summer before her senior year in high school. Moana was out with her family in their boat, except for Steven who had headed off to college. Lahela (who seemed to have a talent for it) managed to get Moana in trouble. Instead of turning around, Iolana and David decided to just keep Moana in the cabin while they and Lahela enjoyed their outing. As she sat on her bunk, Moana grew angrier and angrier. Couldn't her parents had seen that she hadn't done anything, that Lahela was getting her in trouble, on purpose? As her anger rose, so did the waves outside the boat, and soon a hurricane had blown up. Sending Lahela down into the hull with Moana, they tried to steer the small boat back to the island. They never made it. The boat broke up half a mile from Oahu. When the water started rushing into the hull, Moana strapped life vests on Lahela and herself, the dragged her sister up to the deck, knowing they'd die for sure if they stayed in the hull. As the waves destroyed the small boat Moana and Lahela were washed overboard. Clinging to each other, they watched as their parents and the boat were swept away from them. A short time later, a large chunk of wood from the boat floated by the two girls. Moana managed to grab it and fastened herself and her sister to it to keep them from sinking. As exhaustion set in, Moana and Lahela both feel asleep still clinging to the driftwood. As Moana lost consciousness, the hurricane lost energy and dissipated.
The girls were found the next morning by the Coast Guard. Iolana and David were never recovered. The two girls were sent to live with their grandparents on Lana'i. When Steven came for the funeral, Moana took him aside and told him about what she thought was happening, that she thought she was causing things to happen with the water, and they she thought her anger had caused the hurricane that had killed their parents. Steven told her not to be foolish, but his sister's words stuck with him. A friend of his at college was a wizard and Steven e-mailed him. The friend e-mailed back that it sounded like Moana was a Water elemental and that there was a school in Arizona, Flynn School of the Elements. Knowing she had to do something about her powers, Moana wrote to the headmistress of the school and was told she could attend.

Writing Sample:
Rae slipped into the student lounge after an unofficial softball game. She had been playing first base, quite an exhausting position to play, and was now grateful for a chance to relax. There was still... she looked down at her watch, a few loose strands of dark blonde hair falling down in front of her face. Half an hour left until dinner started, and dinner lasted well over an hour. She looked around the room, startled to find that there were very few people in the lounge, and those few seemed to be working together on something.
Rae ignored them, instead walking over to one wall and turning on the radio. She concentrated on it for a minute, messing with the tuning until she arrived at an alternative rock station. Not quite her usual style of hard rock or classical music, but she liked it anyhow. She adjusted the volume so that it was only a sound in the background and dropped down onto one of the couches. She leaned back, preparing to relax for a while before heading off to shower before dinner.

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It was funny really. Moana had gone to the student softball game, fully intent on watching it, and hadn't. Instead, she'd gotten bored and started daydreaming. She supposed it was somewhat rude to have done that, when she should have been rooting for her friends, but when her mind didn't want to pay attention, it didn't pay attention. Moana had spent most of the game daydreaming about... well, she couldn't precisely remember, but she had been daydreaming.
As she walked into the student lounge, she was surprised to find it very sparsely populated. Even after softball games there were usually more people. Everyone else probably just had something else to do. Flopping down on one of the couches, Moana stared at the ceiling, tracing shapes on it in her mind. Dinner wasn't for another half hour, so she had some time to kill, and she didn't really feel like going back up to her room.
When another student walked into the room, Moana sat up halfway and watched as the dark blonde went over to fiddle with the radio. Hopefully she wouldn't turn it to some crazy rap station or crank the volume. Moana hated loud garish noises. Luckily the other girl kept the volume low one some rock station. As the other girl sank down onto the other sofa, Moana noticed that she was one of the softball players. Propping herself up on an elbow, Moana gave the other girl a sheepish grin.
"You played softball today, right? It's a silly question I know, but who won, you or them?"