{Rena} Renaissance Calbor-Morales {D1}
Aug 21, 2015 23:55:14 GMT -5
Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Aug 21, 2015 23:55:14 GMT -5
Renaissance
Calbor-Morales
Name: Renaissance Calbor-Morales
Age: 16
Gender: Female
District: 1
Appearance:
“First thing you’ll be required to study is yourself tonight ladies.” It’s not hard to forget when this task was placed upon myself only five years ago, though it feels to of been a lifetime. My still thin, and light eyebrows creased inward with concern. Up until age eleven I never gave my physical appearance the time of day. “Get in front of a mirror in your birthday suit…alone.” I eye a few that already resemble sluts. “And take note of every single flaw. Don’t be shy; and even more importantly, don’t be kind.” I dismiss the girls around my own age, and perhaps older. Truly I feel bad for them. These girls don’t nearly have as much time as me and a select few others did to train with the best instructor there is, Ms Claudia. If only she could erase every flaw upon each of her girls.
Five years ago there was very little I had to note down. Then puberty hit, and even Ms Claudia couldn’t prevent what was to come. My shoulders grew wide like the males; and despite my fit figure, it seemed all my meat was settling in my upper arms and legs. Thick legs are easy to play off as attractive, but floppy arms? I trained as extremely as the guys did for a period to rid of this, only to then become concerned over how much muscle is too much. Like Ms Claudia always says, ‘a seductive body can be more powerful then strength…if used correctly.’ So in reply I do my best to illuminate the assets I do have.
Personality:
Prior to leaving the training center myself, I automatically head to Ms Claudia’s office. If it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have girls to instruct, though they are truthfully her students. “Interesting bunch you’ve accepted this ‘round.” I slightly mock, as no other trainee would dare to do. Lucky for me, after this long of sticking by her side I’ve gained myself a respectable place. “Still don’t see why you can’t focus on only a few of us.” Honestly, I would have rather said ‘only me’, but I can’t be that selfish…
“Don’t get jealous now.” Ms. Claudia teases, knowing very well that couldn’t care less about my competition. Even if a couple of them might be prettier then I, that doesn’t mean they’re better. So to no surprise a sweet laugh gently escapes from my lips in response, just as she taught me. And soon enough, an identical one seeps from her delicate mouth as well. She’s the only person I’d ever envy, but one day I will be just like her.
My lips purse together in order to hold back another witty comment. As playful as Ms Claudia’s comebacks can be, there is a chance of one itching under your skin. “Right…” Still I make it known that I’m far from worried with my sarcasm. “Well I’m going to go home to collect on the flaws I may still have.” A sort of curtsy gestures as my goodbye before I exit. I listen to a scuffled laugh behind me until the door finally clicks to a shut, leaving me baffled over whether she does actually see me as worth yet.
History:
The loud chaotic noises of my younger siblings welcome me home. How I would of loved if my Mother adapted to birth control after I arrived. She constantly complains about the annoyance of my obnoxious crying as a baby. Yet she birthed five more children following me. Funny part is, we all have different unknown fathers. And here my Mother is, still as single as the dollar bills in her purse. I don’t bother awakening her from her drunken slumber as I trail off to my private bedroom. I’m just thankful her sperm banks paid her off enough to keep us afloat.
There used to be plenty of days that I laid in this very bed, daydreaming over what my father and his family are like. Does he have one, or only a litter of bastard children? Then I met Ms Claudia, and my days soon became cluttered with training as a career. She gave me the attention Mom could never provide, and I couldn’t help gluing to her like an abandoned puppy desperate for a home. Plus who wouldn’t want to escape from the unruly kids known as my siblings?
Seduction was the game Ms Claudia taught us all to learn. What was the strength of a mere girl, when she could manipulate the protection of so much more? So rather then crafting us in mainly the fighting techniques, she concentrated more upon social and survival aspects. First came basic necessities; a fire, cooking, and patching up our knight in shining armor. Then at the proper time came capturing the heart of potential knights. Ever since boys began paying attention to me, I’ve been practicing these exact tactics and nothing else.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
District: 1
Appearance:
“First thing you’ll be required to study is yourself tonight ladies.” It’s not hard to forget when this task was placed upon myself only five years ago, though it feels to of been a lifetime. My still thin, and light eyebrows creased inward with concern. Up until age eleven I never gave my physical appearance the time of day. “Get in front of a mirror in your birthday suit…alone.” I eye a few that already resemble sluts. “And take note of every single flaw. Don’t be shy; and even more importantly, don’t be kind.” I dismiss the girls around my own age, and perhaps older. Truly I feel bad for them. These girls don’t nearly have as much time as me and a select few others did to train with the best instructor there is, Ms Claudia. If only she could erase every flaw upon each of her girls.
Five years ago there was very little I had to note down. Then puberty hit, and even Ms Claudia couldn’t prevent what was to come. My shoulders grew wide like the males; and despite my fit figure, it seemed all my meat was settling in my upper arms and legs. Thick legs are easy to play off as attractive, but floppy arms? I trained as extremely as the guys did for a period to rid of this, only to then become concerned over how much muscle is too much. Like Ms Claudia always says, ‘a seductive body can be more powerful then strength…if used correctly.’ So in reply I do my best to illuminate the assets I do have.
Personality:
Prior to leaving the training center myself, I automatically head to Ms Claudia’s office. If it weren’t for her I wouldn’t have girls to instruct, though they are truthfully her students. “Interesting bunch you’ve accepted this ‘round.” I slightly mock, as no other trainee would dare to do. Lucky for me, after this long of sticking by her side I’ve gained myself a respectable place. “Still don’t see why you can’t focus on only a few of us.” Honestly, I would have rather said ‘only me’, but I can’t be that selfish…
“Don’t get jealous now.” Ms. Claudia teases, knowing very well that couldn’t care less about my competition. Even if a couple of them might be prettier then I, that doesn’t mean they’re better. So to no surprise a sweet laugh gently escapes from my lips in response, just as she taught me. And soon enough, an identical one seeps from her delicate mouth as well. She’s the only person I’d ever envy, but one day I will be just like her.
My lips purse together in order to hold back another witty comment. As playful as Ms Claudia’s comebacks can be, there is a chance of one itching under your skin. “Right…” Still I make it known that I’m far from worried with my sarcasm. “Well I’m going to go home to collect on the flaws I may still have.” A sort of curtsy gestures as my goodbye before I exit. I listen to a scuffled laugh behind me until the door finally clicks to a shut, leaving me baffled over whether she does actually see me as worth yet.
History:
The loud chaotic noises of my younger siblings welcome me home. How I would of loved if my Mother adapted to birth control after I arrived. She constantly complains about the annoyance of my obnoxious crying as a baby. Yet she birthed five more children following me. Funny part is, we all have different unknown fathers. And here my Mother is, still as single as the dollar bills in her purse. I don’t bother awakening her from her drunken slumber as I trail off to my private bedroom. I’m just thankful her sperm banks paid her off enough to keep us afloat.
There used to be plenty of days that I laid in this very bed, daydreaming over what my father and his family are like. Does he have one, or only a litter of bastard children? Then I met Ms Claudia, and my days soon became cluttered with training as a career. She gave me the attention Mom could never provide, and I couldn’t help gluing to her like an abandoned puppy desperate for a home. Plus who wouldn’t want to escape from the unruly kids known as my siblings?
Seduction was the game Ms Claudia taught us all to learn. What was the strength of a mere girl, when she could manipulate the protection of so much more? So rather then crafting us in mainly the fighting techniques, she concentrated more upon social and survival aspects. First came basic necessities; a fire, cooking, and patching up our knight in shining armor. Then at the proper time came capturing the heart of potential knights. Ever since boys began paying attention to me, I’ve been practicing these exact tactics and nothing else.
Codeword: O'dair
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