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Name: Saige Danille Pope ( like the herb)
Age: 17
Bloodline: pure
Physical Appearance:

Freckles freckles freckles. It’s probably the first thing you will notice about this girl along with her fiery red hair. Pale in complexion and buttermilk smooth skin, Saige stands at a mere five foot and three inches and weighs one-hundred and four pounds. Though skinny for her height, she’s still short therefore it evens itself out. She finds herself sometimes rather self-conscious about her height but doesn’t vocalize it. Her freckled skin is something she finds attractive and very unique. Her freckles dust her face and are a darker brown then the rest of the ones covering her body. Her fiery red her falls just past her shoulders and she is rather proud.

Saige has grey eyes, often turning green or blue. A pale grey is dominant with a darker color ringing around it. They are always sparkling and her emotions are very easily detectable. Her face cannot hide what she is feeling. Her nose? Her nose is just like any other nose and it just kind of sits there…doing its thing. Though, it is kind of pointy, so Saige has realized recently. Her eyebrows are much defined and she has a little OCD shining through it. She tries to groom herself as nicely as she can.

Saige is a thin girl and has half the curves she wishes. She has a 34B cup and no buttox. Well, that’s not true. Saige has a tiny butt, which she considers non-existent. She has a long torso and her legs are a little shorter, which consists of her needs to wear heels for special occasions. Saige does not work out either, which is very apparent in her figure, seeing as she has no muscles, though growing up with brothers she can throw a very hurtful punch and has a great reputation for giving people dead legs. Saige, though doesn’t work out, enjoys running laps around the quiddith pitch every so often. So if she has muscle, it’s in her les.

Saige calls her style her own. She doesn’t follow any one trend and because she wears things people often wouldn’t, she is called trashy, or possibly a hippie. She likes to wear jeans, feathers in her hair, ‘mod’ blouses and she is just overall relaxed. (In order to get a better idea look at freepeople.com). When not wearing her uniform she might look dressed up but really she’s just relaxing and has the attitude of ‘I don’t give a shite what people think of me’.

Personality:

Saige is a little confusing. She seems to be one person to the public, the crowds of people that don’t know her, but she has a change of heart when she’s around her friends. She’s a little shy and a kind of ‘loner’ if you will. She doesn’t go out of her way to make friends but if the opportunity arises and she’s alone with someone or is forced to talk, she will quickly introduce herself. When with her friends she’s truly herself, free as a bird and laughing, cracking jokes with her witty sarcasm. Although most people would find her attractive, Saige isn’t the most outgoing of people. Girls often find something to talk about behind her back, therefore, turning her off from making friends. Growing up as the middle child she has a good view of how life, especially teenagers, is really like. Saige tends to make friends with boys very quickly.

Because her best friends are male, Saige has a perverted sense of humor and has grown to be very sarcastic. She used her wit and ‘charm to get her out of trouble. She doesn’t really listen to authority to well and is an average student. She doesn’t really boss people around though if you piss her off, she’s not afraid to say something to you. She’s open-minded then put off. She’s stuck between being two different people which often finds her in a depressive situation and alone. Shay isn’t one to create plans, rather, she makes them and goes out a lot. She’s rather funny, and has a serious sense of humor, which isn’t something you find in teenagers.

Saige can get very temperamental and she can sort of be a hot head. She has very few people she can call best friends but when one of them is in a situation they can’t get out of Saige is usually the first one there to take care of it, causing her to get in trouble. She’s very protective of her friends, knowing that at the end of the day they’re all she really has the months she’s in school. However, because she is stuck between being two people, making friends isn’t, again, something she does well at. She’s quiet most of the time, especially alone. She often won’t talk unless talked to.

Saige has a different view on life. She’s sort of a naturalist and a lot of people would label her as a hippie. Saige is very carefree and is very laid back, unless of course her friends are involved. She tries to stay out of drama and that whole muggle high school experience. She loves music, especially alternative and indie. She’s an artist, naturally, and enjoys drawing and sketching and she knows how to play a little guitar, though she’s struggling to learn. Because of her determination, Saige makes herself be the person she wants to be…sort of.

At home during the summer Saige sees a therapist, after her mothers request, basically because Saige constantly curses the world and just overall heavily dislikes people. She dislikes girls and their prissy ways and she hates how boys are egotistical and sex-driven, though Saige finds herself a fan of…intimate events. She finds herself different from every other girl, angering her more. Overall, she’s just very much confused.

When it comes to relationships and boys, she doesn’t excel in that. Saige hates being tied down and has been looking for someone that will just give her the freedom she wants, not to use her, and not to be clingy. When she does find herself in a relationship she changes her mind a lot and decides after two weeks she doesn’t like the boy anymore. She really doesn’t open up to anyone, especially to boys, and is often emotionless with one after they begin dating. Because she is incompetent of dating, or finding the right guy really, this makes her the perfect candidate of having many friendships with guys and makes guys drawn to her-she’s a mystery to them. She’s something they can’t have.


Character Background:

Saige Danille Pope was born on August first to Philomena and Louis Pope. Saige is one of three and Is the middle child. She grew up her entire life in the suburbs outside of London though she often spends time in the bustling city. Her parents have what would be labeled as “an American relationship”. All that means is that they’re divorced. After meeting, falling in love, having kids way too young, they wound up bickering and arguing ninety-nine percent of the time. Growing up, Saige was always close to her mother though, and her older brother Patrik. He is two years older than Saige, while her younger brother Ryann is three years younger than herself. Just like her father, she finds her younger brother most bothersome and a mamma’s boy.

Saige’s mother works as a free-lance writer and often writes for The Daily Prophet, though she does receive money from the ministry, being a single mother of three. Her father owns his own automobile sales business as although being purebred, tries denying the fact by living with the muggles. Saige grew up kind of getting whatever she really wanted, though she wouldn’t call herself spoiled. Her father makes a lot of money off of his business. Unfortunately, her father is a bit of a controlling arsehole, giving Saige no choice but to live with her mother.

Unfortunately, living with her mother has some setbacks. Over the years Philomena has become more of a sister than a mother to Saige, which displeases Saige to the fullest. Because of her older brother though, Saige has always known she was a witch and Patrik is often looking out for his younger sister. Because of a forced relationship with Patrik, they’ve become inseparable resulting in endless parties in the summer and a no-secrets rule between the two.

Growing up without a father figure around, Saige’s younger brother Ryann is becoming what Saige would call an annoying priss. He’s constantly following her, annoying her (on purpose mind you) and definitely thinks he is high and mighty with no one around to really set him straight. Patrik has his own flat so he cannot tell Ry what to do.

Philomena and Louis don’t really talk and when they do it’s about money. When they do talk, there winds up being more yelling then actual conversation and negotiating. Because of this them being divorced never bothered Saige, because it’s one less annoying thing she has to deal with. Arguing between the two was something she grew up with and thankfully is now something she doesn’t have to deal with.

(character background was never my strongest point. sorry suelove =])

Special Request (available at Intermediate**)n/a
Desired House:hmm...doesn't matter. i think she can fit anywhere
Roleplay Sample:

(i grew impatient)

Her eyes flourished under the light. That is, until a gunshot rang through the air. A cold sweat engulfed her body and a chill creeped down her spine, like a spider stalking its prey. Scattered. Her eyes became scattered as she blinked once and the light dispersed. She was now alone and standing in the pitch black seemingly naked as she held herself. Her hot breath seemed to fill up the room and her heart beat was loud enough to wake up all of London.

Another shot rang through the air and with another blink Saige found herself standing in the middle of a snow-covered road. The lamp post lights shined dimly on the girl as fear and desperation glinted in her eyes. She let out a sob until she slowly sank down, her knees buckling at the very movement. The cold air and the falling snow as all too much for her. What was going on?

A third shot called out which turned Saige to quickly turn around and look at the perpetrator who was now standing behind her. Eyes bulged; they swam in fear as the shadowed figure stood misplaced in the winter’s innocence. Pointing the gun in her direction, however, they shot the gun a fourth time. A sudden pain shook her body.

Saige stepped back once, looked down at herself and her shaky hands touched her crimson river as her very breath was being taken from her. She looked up again, mouth wide, at the man who had shot her. The gun was now placed inside the man’s mouth, as he released the trigger. Shot dead and head blown to pieces he was laying in the snow. A shot of red became her vision as she fell to the ground after him.

Darkness was all she saw, black, as she quickly sat up in her tangled sheets. Breathing heavily Saige sat in the darkness of her dorm covered in a cold sweat. Heart racing she became exasperated in the very thing she couldn’t control: her damn nightmares. Pulling the sheets off of her body, Saige let her weak legs carry the weight of her as she walked dizzily to the bathroom. Flipping on the light, she closed the door and placed her hands onto the sink and let her weight fall onto her hands. “How many times will I dream my own death?” She whispered to herself.

Falling back onto the bed Saige grabbed a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt and quickly changed. She laced up her black running shoes and soon enough she found herself running along the quidditch field. It was going to be a hot, humid June day and currently it was six o’clock in the morning and the breeze was running through the trees. Saige’s very thoughts tried straying away from her nightmare that became a nightly routine. It had to have a meaning. Could her dreams possibly indicate the future? Why would she be standing in the middle of a snow covered street naked though?

One giant leap after another, pony-tail bouncing side to side, she got high off of this feeling. Her adrenaline was racing and it felt good to be sweating a sweat she had control over. A smile appeared on her lips as she pushed herself further, grower faster and faster, going to last stretch. She was almost done…just a couple more feet to go...almost there. “Umph!”

Saige found herself eating grass and concrete. “Ehhmm, what the hell?” She grumbled and moaned. She had tripped over herself. Pulling herself up quickly, she brushed off any grass, scanned the pitch quickly to make sure there wasn’t any early risers that could have seen her trip, and began walking back to the school wiping off her butt.

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