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JONES, hestia

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Hestia Jones	Posted: Aug 23 2008, 03:10 PM [quote]
Newbie Group: Admin Posts: 4 Member No.: 4 Joined: 19-August 08	I'VE BEEN SITTING IN THE DIRT Coming... I'VE FORGOTTEN MY OWN WORTH hello, my name is BECKY and i have been roleplaying for EIGHT years. i am EIGHTEEN and i rock harder than anyone you have ever known. i found this site through ME and you can contact me via AIM, PM, or EMAIL. i am in PACIFIC STANDARD TIME. SAID THAT YOU'D BE HERE LAST NIGHT hello, my name is HESTIA CHRISTINE JONES, nice to meet you, but most of my friends call me HES, HESSIE, HESTIA. i was born in BOLOGNA, ITALY and i am of ITALIAN descent. i have BLACK hair and BROWN eyes, as well as a PETITE body type. my most distinguishing feature, i think, is my EYES. i've been told that i resemble RACHEL MCADAMS, but i'm definitely better looking. besides, i'm HETEROSEXUAL and that just makes me better than HER. i hope to see you around. TRYING TO SHAKE YOU FROM MY SKIN LIKES: her friends her brother summer short hair quidditch boys sirius black bertie bott's every flavor beans chocolate frogs hogsmead DISLIKES: having to wear glasses her parents pureblood mania slytherins in general this war sirius black long hair on her cold weather ginger snaps cats STRENGTHS: transfiguration flying convincing people she's innocent writing, oddly enough being lazy sleeping WEAKNESSES: sirius black boys chocolate coffee music a good book, but shhhh, don't tell. DEMENTOR: "my worst memory by far is the day I found out hestor died. i remember it like it was yesterday. i was sitting in transfiguration and professor dumbledore came in personally and called me out. we went up to his office and he told me that he got involved in a duel with one of the good guys and...well, hestor lost. of course, he said that mom and dad died too, but honestly i didn't actually care about them. but hestor...." PATRONUS: "oh, okay. well, all of my really good memories are with hestor. like this one time, when we were kids, before this whole he-who-must-not-be-named thing, we were playing in the back yard and i fell off a broom he was teaching me to ride. well, when i fell, i broke my arm and he ran inside and found one of his school books and did this spell to fix it. well, needless to say, he was too young and couldn't really do the spell. he got it all wrong and my arm went all wobbly. since my parents weren't home that day, he picked me up and rushed me inside and we used the floo network to get to st. mungo's. i remember he got in so much trouble for that. point was, though, he's all my happy thoughts." QUIRKS: twirls hair around her fingers when nervous rubs hands together when sad bites lip when confused HOBBIES: reading copying lily's homework flying on a broom [not playing quidditch though] watching quidditch making out SECRETS: she has a huge crush on sirius black thinks lily and james should, actually, get together her parents fought for he-who-must-not-be-named SUMMARY: it's not well-known, but she likes to read. she has a crush on sirius black, but hates him at the same time. when she's frustrated, nervous, or confused she fidgets. her parents died fighting for Voldemort, as did her brother, but very few know this. she looked up to her brother, even though he did fight for the wrong side. while she loved her brother, she despised her parents chocolate and coffee are her two biggest weaknesses. there have been a few occasions people have caught her in a broom closet, once sirius caught her in one of the secret passageways. she has to wear glasses to read she likes having short hair rather than long and tends to change it between blonde and dark brown. CLEAN UP THIS MESS I'VE BEEN PUT IN PARENTS: arturus jefferson jones && 40 && deceased due to war christine genniveve jones && 35 && deceased due to war SIBLINGS: hestor arturus jones && 24 && deceased due to war HISTORY: "my history? well, lets see, here. i was born I'M GUESSING YOU CAN'T ALWAYS WIN ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: He kissed her lightly at the giggle and nodded. "Sebeastian is an amazing cook. He's made me breakfast like five times. Last time he made eggs and bacon and it was super fantastic." he described, mouth watering. He laughed and rolled on his back before setting his hands under his head. He laughed at the fact that Sebastian always stole her food. "He likes to steal my beer. Actually, it's more like he comes in and I offer him one. But he drinks it." "Tegan Grace," soon to be Henders, he thought, "you will be not be unattractive at eight months pregnant. Even if you are hormonal with hot flashes and weird cravings." He smiled, thinking about Tegan in seven months with a big baby belly and craving things like ice cream and pickles. He laughed aloud at the thought and covered his mouth quickly. "Sorry. Just thinking about weird cravings. My mom always wanted ice cream and pickles when she was pregnant with me, apparently." He pulled her close, smiling. "She'll love you. Tegan," he began leaning back so he could look at her, "Tegan, she loved my father and wanted to make it work even after finding out that Michael cheated on her and had a child. She wanted Pay to live with us and move to California with us, even though she was my father's illegitimate child." He looked away, frowning. He never realized Tegan didn't know the whole story, until now. Focusing his gaze back on her and smiled. "If that doesn't prove to you that she'll love you and our child, I don't know what will," he finished firmly. When she lifted her shirt, he smiled. There was a baby in there. [i]His baby was in there. He rubbed in small circles lightly before swiftly lifting her shirt all the way up and laughing. "Mmm. It's been too long since I saw that last," he chuckled lightly. He kissed her stomach and made a trail up to her breasts. "I missed being this close to you, Tegan." He moved up again to kiss her lips. He softly kissed her several times before kissing her forehead. "I'm sorry for all this trouble." The bright smile that came to her face when he mentioned his love for her. "Good." He smiled softly, content with just laying here. Except for the fact that her shirt was still bunched up at her neck and was really starting to bother him. He leaned back and pulled it down, straightening it with a smile. He pulled her back close to him and planted a kiss on her forehead again before letting out a happy sigh. "So, um. When are we telling my mom and Jordan?" He let his chin rest on top of her head and smiled.[/i] created by * miss mafia from caution ! --------------------
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