CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Perséphone Lugny
Gender: Female
Age: 18 years old
Education:
Beauxbatons graduate (Culinary Lycee, with a concentration in culinary arts)
Residence:
Her hometown is in Monte Carlo, Monaco, where her parents live. In London, she lives in a tiny flat (a hovel, really) which she has tried to save as best as she can. With a few carefully placed tapestries and fairy lights, it actually look cosy in its own sort of 'boheme' way!
Occupation:
Trainee Healer
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (example St Mungo's, the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
St. Mungo's! She would like to be made an apprentice healer at the famous hospital.
Requested Magic Levels:
I'd like to request a slightly higher magical level of 38, if thats okay, due to her intended career as a healer - I figured asking for more would not be realistic seeing as she would have only finished school for a year.- Charms: 12
- Transfiguration: 10
- Divination: 7
- Summoning: 9
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
N/A
Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Monroe Trinh, Orchid Wu, Jyotsana Sai, Nefertiti West, Clark Harper
Biography: Perséphone was born to Gérald Lugny and Aubépine Lugny (née Valois) in Monte Carlo, Monaco. Her father is a magical architect of reknown through France and the rest of French-speaking Europe; as for her mother, she is a sought-after magical interior designer and though she has worked on a few projects in association with her husband, she now devotes herself to her passion, yachts (think a luxurious boat version of those tents seen at the Quidditch World Cup!). Needless to say, Perséphone has grown up never feeling the need for nothing.
She has an older sister, Opale (21) and a younger sister, Séverine (15). Opale is engaged to a beautiful (but ridiculously imbecile) pureblood wizard from Luxembourg whom she has been dating since her 4th year at Beauxbatons, and is very much into fashion; she designs some fabulous robes.
Perséphone is probably the only one in the family wanting to do something which hasn't got
everything to do with appearances. Granted, Monaco is a fairly 'upscale' corner of the world and it's society revolves a great deal around etiquette and material success, but Perséphone has always been wanting to do something a bit more useful; show she isn't just a pretty face and can actually make herself into something useful. Furthermore, potions, herbology and other such apothecary-ish sciences totally fascinate her and so does the human body's ability to recover from some serious abuse.
With Beauxbatons' curriculum leaving her more prepared for the kitchen than the consultation room, upon graduating she traveled to London in hope of gaining some medical training via an apprenticeship of some sort. If she was ever to learn the trade of Healing, she could think of no better place but St. Mungo's!
ROLEPLAYReply as your character to the following:
It was impossible for Dianne to stay out of trouble. It wasn't that she was looking for trouble, it's just that trouble always managed to find her. Today she wished she could find something equally familiar but more comforting.
The five-year old girl hugged her puffskein closer to her and brushed her face in its soft fur for comfort. She had named him herself and he was always her special pet. No she was certain she had never gone down this side street before. Her anxiety increased every second as darkness fell as she walked down the road. A loud noise came to her left and she buried her face in her pet's fur completely. The scared girl bolted the opposite way slamming the both of them into the wall of the nearest building. Tottering back a few steps she found a door a few feet to her right and ran to open it. What light there was inside spilled out into the darkness and she spilled into the room.
Once in, she was caught between the impulse to curl her cloak up more tightly around her and loosen her grip on it. She wasn't alone anymore but she was now among strangers instead, which was nearly as terrifying. Her puffskein had recovered from the shock of the wall and now was purring contentedly as the girl hugged it, causing a mildly calming effect on the girl. Gathering her courage, she marched up to the nearest person, pulled on the nearest clothing hem and blurted out in a loud voice:
"I'm lost and it's dark and I wanted to know where I am but I'm not scared but I am worried that Sambundeakin is scared because he's little and needs something to eat and wants to go home."
She paused to draw a breath in her nearly never-ending sentence, "He misses my and his mommy."
To explain the scared girl held up the custard-colored puffskein. Sambundeakin the puffskein, however simply purred as if nothing on earth was wrong in the world.
Roleplay Response: Perséphone's arms were about to give in. That was it, they were giving up -
j'abandone! they were both screaming under the weight of the inumerable books she was clinging to. Her pile was now so high she could rest her chin in the topmost volume. But she needed them
all! The discovery of Flourish & Blotts's 'Healing and Apothecary' section had been like having Christmas and her birthday all at once. In fact, the more she examined the shelves the more she concluded that there weren't any books in there she
did not desperately want to own.
She was eyeing a particular tome entitled 'Cambodian Herbs and Magical Flora for Healing' when she felt a gentle tug of her skirt. She side-stepped and tried to look down over the pile of... Oh! That was it. The top half of her pile fell to the floor as a cramp assailed her right arm and she watched them tumble down with a wince. Before she could reach them, however, she had to tend to the tiny girl who turned out to be at the source of the tugging.
Perséphone was about to ask how she could help when the little witch quickly explained her predicament (and that of the fluffy puffskein she was clinging to for dear life). Perséphone felt her heart melt as she listened to her account of events; bless, the poor thing must have been terrified, but yet she kept a brave face on. Perséphone smiled and pat the puffskein's head gently.
''Well, lets end this poor darling's misery. Have you just come through that door there, or is your mummy in the store?' she asked, trying to determine the boundaries of their upcoming search.
