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CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Nicola Mia Gianna CarusoGender: FemaleAge: 20 February 22nd Blood Status: PurebloodEducation: Hogwarts, Hufflepuff - 1964 /i]
Residence:
A shared flat in London
Occupation
Junior Healer
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
St. Mungo’s
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- Charms: 10
- Divination: 6
- Transfiguration: 8
- Summoning: 8
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason? No.Please list any other characters you already have at the site: Gabriel Morrow and Tristan Mars.Biography: (300 words minimum.)Nicola Mia Gianna Caruso was the last to be born, the baby of the family, and the apple of babbo's eye. She was really and truly the princess of the family. She adored being the center of attention, and she did it very well, mind you. The youngest child was spoiled to the fullest; there was never anything deemed too expensive or extravagant for the likes of her. Whether it was clothes, diamonds, or other unnecessary material things, Nica received it.
The Caruso family was one of loyalty, born and bred to understand that family was everything, as their motto stated. La famiglia e tutto. Her eldest brothers, Raffie and Aless, protected the children as if they were their own. If any of the younger siblings needed anything, they were approached first. The boys made sure they fixed any problems before their parents were told, or else there would be hell to pay. Her sister Fia was easy enough to get along with for the most part, and that's probably why the pair chose to live together after graduation. They both had been given roles to fulfill at the wizarding hospital and they mostly obliged without any protests. Of course, Nica didn't feel the need to work. She had plenty of money and didn't truly see the point, but there would be no arguing with her parents. That was forbidden.
Though she loved all of her family dearly, Frankie was her best friend. It was hard during their years at Hogwarts. The siblings were all in different houses, for the most part. It was harder to see Frankie as he and Fia were two years older, and he spent a lot of time with her. It was unfair that she was left to the poor, lesser bloods as most of the purebloods were already paired up. But all in all, her career went well. Grades were deemed acceptable by her parents, which was the only thing they truly cared about anyway.
After graduation, she had begun her internship at St. Mungo's and almost immediately moved in with Fia. It was drawing closer to finding a suitable husband, as her brothers had begun courting and Fia was also informed she had to begin taking courtships. It was quite the time to be a Caruso child.
Roleplay: You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character: Option Two -The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.
And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there.
Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.
"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.
"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.
"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.
Roleplay Response:Dark eyes look coldly upon the people scurrying around like ants across the fallen snow. Hands tightly pulling her best cloak around her person, a petite brunette slipped her way through the crowd of mediocrity as best she could. Nica Caruso was a witch of extravagant tastes and she just genuinely didn't have time for anybody that wasn't…extraordinary. That was the life she lived. Though reluctantly she could admit in her own way that it was the life that her wealth and privilege afforded her.
She hated the constant reminder that she often got from her own mind. The thoughts that penetrated her usual confidence and glamor to remind her that without her privilege? She'd be just another forgettable face in this insignificant crowd. One would think such clarity would be cause for a little decorum and kindness. They'd be wrong.
"For Merlin's sake!"
The words are uttered as something stumbles into her hard. Someone more specifically, but Nica isn't one to care about such specifics. All that matters is that her person has been accosted by something unsavory. She's instantly annoyed having already not been in the best mood due to having to venture out in the snow in the first place. It didn't matter that she was shopping which was something she generally enjoyed. This was a further affront and would not go unanswered for.
"I am so sorry! This blasted snow!"
The man's words cause her to turn to him. Her eyebrow is raised and her lips curled into what could only be described as a combination of a sneer and a smirk. Her own dexterity and sense of balance to be credited for the fact that she was still on her feet.
"Ah. I see. The snow is to blame for you allowing your obvious advanced age to allow you to become clumsy and unsteady. You also obviously don't know who I am Mister…whoever you are, but I obviously don't have time for this. Just…watch where you're going. Don't break a hip." She huffed cruelly.OTHERHow did you find us?
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