Post by Emilia Montes-Bishop on Mar 18, 2023 21:34:31 GMT -8
EMILIA BELEN MONTES
BASIC INFORMATION
- Legal Name: Emilia Belen Montes
- Age and Birthday:17, 04/29/2005
- School Year or Profession: 7th Year
FAMILY HISTORY
- Place of Birth: Frigiliana, Andalusia, Spain
- Social Class: Upper class.
- Notable Relatives:
Fox Bishop - Husband
Wolf Bishop - Son
Parents; Andres Montes and Mariana Lennox
Alfred Lennox (stepfather) & Ivy Lennox (stepsister) - Character History:
- Emilia was born in sunny Andalusia, Spain to a happily married couple. Her father was a Healer while her mother stayed home with their baby. They were the envy of the town. Mariana, being part Veela, would turn heads at all times but she only had eyes for Andres. He was attentive and caring of all of the people around him. As a child, Emilia would watch as he helped the neighboring magical families and she knew in her heart that her father was a superhero. Unfortunately, when Emilia was ten, Andres became sick and no amount of magic or crying would top the inevitable from happening.
After losing her father, Emilia became a much more guarded person. It certainly didn't help that her mother remarried less than a year later. The now eleven year old had to leave her whole life behind, and her father's resting place, for a foreign land. She had to get to know a new family and that included a younger step sister who wasn't as welcoming as Mariana had hoped.
Her first year at Hogwarts was rough, to say the least, she knew English, but her thick Spanish accent made the other kids snicker whenever she would speak in class. By the time she was in her third year, Emilia's didn't care much what other people thought about her or her accent. She began to walk with her head held high. Emilia has developed in to a confident, young witch. As was the case with her mother, Em's appearance turns heads when she walks down the halls at school and she's developed a habit of leaving a trail of broken hearts. She's built a reputation as somewhat of a wild child and her flirtatious personality does a tremendous job of covering her actual sensitive and warm nature.
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
- Name or Alias:Steph
- Pronouns: She/her
Experience: Around 20 years - Other Characters: Brielle Gable, Abbey Chandler, Anya Platt
- Role Playing Sample:
- If someone had asked Brielle what she was going to be after graduation, she would have said Auror, Healer, Dragon Trainer. She had always been an ambitious girl and had big dreams. Despite failing a year, her grades were enough for her to pursue a career as an Auror. That was her dream, Dragon Trainer was just her back up. There was also no denying the fact that she was planning on marrying Lawrence Gable. It wasn't just a ploy to spite her parents anymore, she was truly in love with Lawrence. She thought she would have both a promising career and a happy marriage, and she did end up in a happy marriage.
When she married Lawrence, she saw her dreams come true. Even though her father did end up walking her down the aisle, he wanted nothing more than for Camilla to let him go home so he could sulk in his study. Brielle understood that maybe this was hard for her dad, he was letting his little girl go, unwillingly. The part that actually hurt Brielle's feelings was the fact that Michael was more than willing to accept Anya's marriage to Theodore Platt. Everyone knows Michael Quinn was an avid Teddielle shipper. Except not really. The point was that Mr. Quinn didn't care much fro Lawrence and Brielle together. Camilla was more indifferent than anything, but sometimes she would sway toward her husband's side.
Despite not having support from her parents, Brielle and Lawrence went about their lives together. After a honeymoon somewhere in America, but definitely not Detroit, the young newlyweds moved into a small apartment in London. Her life was just beginning and she was more than ecstatic to be sharing it with Larry. Brielle had been in the process of filing out paperwork for the Auror Training Program when it happened. She had not been feeling well for a few days, but she figured it was the flu. Except she only felt that way in the morning, she couldn't get any food in her system unless she was willing to experience it rising up her throat and out of her mouth. Her energy was low, lower than it had ever been, and anytime she pressed herself against Larry, she felt the soreness in her breasts. Then one morning, as she was returning from buying groceries, the sweet little old lady next door stopped her. Mrs. Jones lived by herself... and ten cats. Her children were all grown and the only time they took time to visit her was during the Christmas holiday. She spent a lot of her time baking and she had on more than one occasion delivered a freshly baked pie for the Gables. Brielle thought Mrs Jones wanted to give her another pie, but the lady smiled brightly and reached her hand out grab one of Brielle's grocery bags.
"Oh, dear, you shouldn't be carrying this much in you condition. It's not good for the little one."
Her words rang in Brielle's mind the rest of the day, while she waited for the pregnancy test to be done, then after that while she waited for Lawrence to get home. Telling him was easier than she thought, because as soon as he stepped through the doorway, she blurted out that she was pregnant.
That had been a little more than five months prior and Brielle was kind of still getting used this whole being pregnant thing. The morning sickness was bad, but it was gradually decreasing. However, the one thing she couldn't get used to was the suddent movement in her swollen belly. The first time the baby moved was scary, but wonderful. Every time it moved, Brielle would place her hands over her belly and would stay still for a minute, hoping to feel it again.
Brielle was too wrapped in her world to realize what was going on around her. She wasn't into keeping track of Lawrence's money, he was capable of doing that. So when she stopped receiving bills, she thought he was taking care of everything. Never once had he complained to her or given any indication that they were basically running out of money.
"I'm just saying, maybe you should give it a thought." Camilla's voice rang through the small room. Brielle was sitting by fireplace. her face too close to the fire. "Vince is just such a nice guy."
"Mom, I'm five months pregnant," Brielle stated for the third time in this conversation.
"Oh, Gabrielle, those are just details."
"This conversation is over, I have to finish dinner." Brielle paused for a second before adding, "Tell dad I love him, I know he's there."
Then she hung up, or whatever people do to hang up on someone when using the Floor Network. Brielle took one deep breath and walked back to the stove. She was lucky she had magic on her side, because she would have burned the place down by this point. She peered into the pot, she had been making spaghetti or something because she's from Italy. She heard when Larry opened the door, but didn't turn around. She wanted to get the food done, the sooner that happened the sooner she could sit down. Her feet were killing her.
A smiled appeared on her lips as Lawrence's arms went around her waist and his hands rested on her belly. "Claire, daddy's home," she whispered, then felt her cheeks turning bright red. She often spoke to her baby, but Larry wasn't around to see that during the day. It almost felt silly to her. She managed to turn around to face her husband and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "We're happy you're home. How was your day?"
