Etain Marie O’Brien
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Étain Marie O'Brien
Gender: Female
Age: 7
Bloodline: Pureblood
Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Maeve O'Brien(Auror/actively played) and Demetri Draginoff (incarcerated/not active)
Residence:
Étain alternates between living at Aillte Mara (the O'Brien Homestead near Galway, IE), and a townhouse on the Lakeside Walk in Hogsmeade.
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
The Children's Home. She tends to go with Ashling to work.
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:
Maeve O'Brien, Ashling O'Brien, Seamus O'Brien, Andromeda Sorin
Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Étain Marie O'Brien was born 4 June 1939 to Maeve Arlain O'Brien. Her father, Demetri Draginoff, had already been sentenced to Azkaban for a myriad of crimes. In seven years, she had never seen his face, except for a photograph her mother had kept. Having only lived with her mother, the only change Étain saw with the divorce was that Maeve smiled more.
Almost as soon as her older sister graduated school, she became a fixture in young Étain’s life. Taking her to the park, and to work where she got to play with the kids at the orphanage. Her favorite part about spending time with Ashling was their picnic lunch in the park on the days that they went to the Home together.
Soon after, Seamus graduated. He had a skill with potions, and she loved to watch him work. There were times, however, that he felt a particular potion was too dangerous for her to be in the room with him. After the first time trying to keep her away while he was brewing, Seamus devised a small windowed room where the glass was specially made not to shatter in the event of an explosion. It allowed her to watch him work, and still remain safe.
Roleplay:
Reply as your character to the following:
Godric Park.
Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.
Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.
It trugged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do.
"John, I said wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.
Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.
Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby. "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to.
"...Do you want to play?"
Roleplay Response:
Ice blue eyes, the only feature that she had gotten from her father, watched the boys as they streaked across the sky, only to drift down and rest on a girl about her age that had been left behind by them. She watched as the girl seemed to win the battle of wills with her broom, only to be dumped off it a moment later. She watched as the broom was shoved handle-first into the ground.
It was then that she stepped out from behind the tree where her sister had told her to wait. The girl sanded at her a little before mellowing.
“I would love to play. Do you know how to play jacks?”
Étain always carried a set of jacks with her. Ashling had bought it for her when she had started going to the Children’s Home with her. All the kids there seemed to love it, and she had bonded with several of them over a game or two. Maybe this girl would like playing jacks too.
OTHER
How did you find us? I’ve been here for a while.
