Post by Tifereth on Apr 27, 2008 21:52:08 GMT -5
YIM: erayn_firseren
Name: Tifereth.
Gender: Female.
Age: You can ask her yourself.
Permission: She's single. She needs none.
Sexual favors: Trust you'll be more original than that. Then again yes, they will be granted.
Things she's not willing to do: Betray her bloodline, attack anyone, she will not tolerate public humiliation.
Tifereth is not an easy person to get along with. Her sharp tongue and usually apathetic, careless attitude seem to be intimidating, and is usually taken as arrogance by some, when it has, in fact, absolutely nothing to do with it. She is known by her bravery and her rock-steady loyalty, a sarcastic sense of humor and the tendency of taking everything too lightly; she doesn't take anything personally.
Even if it is highly unlikable to get her angry, if you ever do, it would probably be for your best interest to walk away while you can. While her words can sting, cutting like razorblades dripped in honey, she possesses inhuman strength, capable of breaking a brick wall with minimal effort. She was trained in martial arts, and so her strength is accompanied by incredible speed.
She is the perfect balance of lethality and grace. In her own words; she was made for murder, and murder was made for her. Tifereth is an assassin, a killer, filled with animistic desires, and yet owner of a self-control that surpasses them.
Tifereth is the kind of person you either hate or love. There is no in-between.
Physically, Tifereth reaches six feet, three inches tall without high heels. Her body is thin; almost too thin, and yet every muscle has been worked on with intensive training, giving her lithe form a pleasant shape.
Her face can only be described as ethereal. High cheekbones; square, firm chin and naturally full, carmin lips. Her eyes are almost always hidden beneath thick, dark sun glasses, kept from the general view, due to the unique color of the orbs which are of an almost impossibly deep crimson. Her pale skin contrasts greatly with her coffee colored hair, (which falls, untamed, to her full hips) and the dark clothes she's used to wear (over sized) to avoid unwanted attention. Her best physical feature are her legs, probably.
Her pass time activities consist in reading and walking around the City.
Her vices are both, alcohol and cigarettes.
She doesn't have a sexual preference.
She doesn't have a companion.
Pictures:
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photobucket.com/image/asia%20argento/sogoishi/Asia%20Argento/asia_argento115.jpg?o=30
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Name: Tifereth.
Gender: Female.
Age: You can ask her yourself.
Permission: She's single. She needs none.
Sexual favors: Trust you'll be more original than that. Then again yes, they will be granted.
Things she's not willing to do: Betray her bloodline, attack anyone, she will not tolerate public humiliation.
Tifereth is not an easy person to get along with. Her sharp tongue and usually apathetic, careless attitude seem to be intimidating, and is usually taken as arrogance by some, when it has, in fact, absolutely nothing to do with it. She is known by her bravery and her rock-steady loyalty, a sarcastic sense of humor and the tendency of taking everything too lightly; she doesn't take anything personally.
Even if it is highly unlikable to get her angry, if you ever do, it would probably be for your best interest to walk away while you can. While her words can sting, cutting like razorblades dripped in honey, she possesses inhuman strength, capable of breaking a brick wall with minimal effort. She was trained in martial arts, and so her strength is accompanied by incredible speed.
She is the perfect balance of lethality and grace. In her own words; she was made for murder, and murder was made for her. Tifereth is an assassin, a killer, filled with animistic desires, and yet owner of a self-control that surpasses them.
Tifereth is the kind of person you either hate or love. There is no in-between.
Physically, Tifereth reaches six feet, three inches tall without high heels. Her body is thin; almost too thin, and yet every muscle has been worked on with intensive training, giving her lithe form a pleasant shape.
Her face can only be described as ethereal. High cheekbones; square, firm chin and naturally full, carmin lips. Her eyes are almost always hidden beneath thick, dark sun glasses, kept from the general view, due to the unique color of the orbs which are of an almost impossibly deep crimson. Her pale skin contrasts greatly with her coffee colored hair, (which falls, untamed, to her full hips) and the dark clothes she's used to wear (over sized) to avoid unwanted attention. Her best physical feature are her legs, probably.
Her pass time activities consist in reading and walking around the City.
Her vices are both, alcohol and cigarettes.
She doesn't have a sexual preference.
She doesn't have a companion.
Pictures:
photobucket.com/image/asia%20argento/Legion_187/Asia-Argento-4.jpg?o=39
photobucket.com/image/asia%20argento/sogoishi/Asia%20Argento/asia_argento115.jpg?o=30
photobucket.com/image/asia%20argento/sogoishi/Asia%20Argento/asia_argento66-1.jpg?o=61
photobucket.com/image/asia%20argento/dawnxy/wallpaper/asia-argento-1024x768-20910.jpg?o=155
photobucket.com/image/asia20argento/GlitterMilla559/1005-2-1.jpg?o=224
photobucket.com/image/asia%20argento/GlitterMilla559/1805_618995308_asia4_H193701_L.jpg?o=270
