Pandora D'sena

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D'sena, Pandora Dawa

“The state of confession Will get me nowhere but it might help my heart”
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The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with caution.
- Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
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FULL NAME. Pandora Dawa D'sena (Born Mirah Daugherty)
NICKNAMES.
BIRTHDATE. March 20th (Spring Solstice)
AGE Sixteen
BLOOD Pureblood Officially (muggleborn)
HOUSE DESIRED Ravenclaw
CANON OR ORIGINAL? Original

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It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.
- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
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HAIR&EYES Her eyes are an unusual brown/green in color, direct. Her hair is brown and about three feet long generally. Her hair is important to her so she rarely gets it cut short, preferring to magic it temporarily short when needed.
HEIGHT&WEIGHT 5'7" and about 135 pounds.
NATIONALITY English/United States, Umatilla Native
FACE CLAIM Maiah Watchman

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I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

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WAND Alder, Unicorn hair/Kelpie Mane Hair, 7", Quite flexible.
LIKES
Being an individual even if only for her Hair, A perfect con, Mystery, Profit in a successful endeavor, Feeling desired/important/necessasry, Travel, and Delicate textures and tactile sensations.
DISLIKES
Being Americanized, Slimey feeling stuff, Traditional roles with her family, Ignorance, Silliness, People too uncreative to be original, and Makeup around her eyes even if it does look awesome.
BOGGART Being seen as ordinary and boring
MIRROR OF ERISED The solid safety of a pureblood house and wealth to secure the future with.
PATRONUS Veined Octopus because of her solitary nature, trickery, and high inteligence at adaptation. And she can cast it already.
TOTEM ANIMAL The Chameleon and Salmon are her main guides, though Crow has flitted through a few of her dreams recently.
GIFT While not a big thing, Pandora has been trying since a child at age four to see out of the corners of her eyes, often practicing on windows and streets at home. Like a speed reader who can take in things around her in a glance, she had the ability through very long practice of passing a window and without looking directly in it be able to recall a lot of what was visible through the window by someone who had stared long and hard. It has proved very handy for not missing things happening in classes, but appearing to only care for her own world.
PERSONALITY
Pandora is not trying to hide who she is so much as to hide in plain sight by being unquestionably obvious. A good con depends on people buying into your image and thus the packaging must match what people expect and are used to. So native things from home can be found in her trunk and no clothes that are not sharp and stylish can be found on her either. The image she projects she wants you to buy and thus must stand out, snap snap. This of course requires a lot of thinking ahead as well as knowing the trends, following the latest fads. She had to learn a lot about design and color combinations in her earlier days and now she practices those daily, always looking for the changes which will catch people's eyes on the time off out of the uniform.

Even so she is careful to craft a different look then what everyone follows, something to match, but be different in her appearance. Redoing or remaking things when she has time off is important and thus she hides it as well as she can. Creativity and originality are extremely important in this! She projects arrogance and style as part of her cover, inwardly finding her behavior ridiculous and out of harmony, but people respond to it and go along with her. In her own mind she follows the traditions passed down by her ancestors and her deep contemplation each morning is a key to her keeping her mind in the right place despite the outward appearance. As always, it's important to not fall for your own lies and she toes the line on purpose, sometimes finding it amazing how well some things work on people.

This also means she can not ask for help nor get soft; there are times a nasty thing has been done and instead of breaking down on someone's shoulder for the relief of a good cry she instead has to buck up and fight back, holding in those feeling for another time. Thankfully discovering the Room of Requirement could be sealed by asking for privacy has given her both tear time as well as repair time on various clothing and accessories as she has to work on. However, she does get an inward sense of being alone and trapped into the path she has laid down for her future. Sometimes this had led her to questioning her happiness against her needs and those are tricky times; unfortunately there is no where else to turn which she knew when she took this chance that has developed into a fairly successful con already. It is yet to be seen if she can pull off a bigger jackpot then the comfortable one she has managed so far.

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Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right, and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort.
- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
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BIRTHPLACE Umatilla (Rez), Mission town, Oregon
CHILDREN
PARENTS
Blood Father: Taima Umhowlish, 47, Construction Inspector, muggle
Blood Mother: Rozene Umhowlish, 48, Sheriff Dispatcher, muggle
Adoptive Father: Chesmu Jackson, 34, Con Artist, muggle
SIBLINGS
Brother: Milap Umhowlish, 23, Sheriff Deputy, muggle
Brother: Hakan Umhowlish, 21, Construction Engineer in training, muggle
OTHER
HISTORY
Born in Mission OR on the Umatilla Rez, Mirah was a normal native girl of her people learning the old ways well and English at the local school. It wasn't till she turned nine that things began to change. Then two things happened, the first being a rude spoiled girl at school who told her she would never be anything special in front of a bunch of her friends and everyone laughed. That night she had some really bad nightmares which to the concern of her parents, her dolls began acting out on the floor while she slept, and here was the disturbing part, speaking what happened as well. This went on for a week at school while she became isolated from those she had thought friends and threw herself into her school work in an attempt to forget that fact the girl might be right. She was native, a girl, and had no real money (a necessary step in her mind).

This went on for several weeks, her dreams continuing to play out in her toys and her parents asked around for someone used to dealing with the unusual, their requests falling upon the ears of a Native Con artist passing through. He had just returned from England where a con he had been running had fallen through and he was trying to put distance between himself and the mess. Claiming whatever he needed to get to see the phenomenon, when he saw the toys acting out things, he also heard the frustration in her dreams and knew what she was struggling with. A glance at her face told him of a possible solution to his issues. The next day he sat down on the couch with her and explained that he could get her to those who would help this get fixed, but she would have to spend most of the year away from her family and return very infrequently. Letter writing she would be allowed, but the school was a very secret place.

With lies and half truths he got the parents around to his side of things while she contemplated the words he had used like 'exclusive' and 'special' and 'unique.' There was little hesitation in her agreeing to go; he had hooked her worst fears and played her well. She traveled with him to New York where several cons later (he taught her the ways of pretending and creating a character which she latched onto eagerly) she had new outfits and for the first time cash in her pockets (though she sent a bunch of it home). Then overseas to England to spend a week while he taught her basic handwriting forgery and what to look for in documents, teaching her how to walk with high posture and the sort of things stuff Englishmen of good breeding looked for. Those who he had worked with before were intrigued by the plot and with their help, she had a crash course in what little they knew about the wizard. They, being muggles, weren't aware of most of the Wizarding world happening around them, but they had found a blind one and gotten his granddaughter away from him with a trick.

But they couldn't keep it up forever. The granddaughter had explained a lot about the way the world operated by magic (having grown up in it she didn't know the details so much as the shape of things), but they had found the galleon in her pocket and sought a way to get more of them for their own value. Switching out the two girls (one who had tons to learn and one who knew a lot to talk about) was accomplished with some effort and Mirah (now Pandora) began learning fast in the ways of this new life. And when the wizard took her to Gringgots to get money from his vault, she scooped into two bags to his unknowing senses. This didn't just excite the men, it gave them promise for much more over time. They moved the granddaughter to another place for long term keeping her isolated and made arrangements for a connection in the Paris modeling world to hear about the girl's looks. The wizard listened as Pandora read out the letter and her enthusiasm caused his to consider it a treat for her.

However one of them spent one of the coins before they were ready drawing the aurors down on the group for some memory blanks. Pandora meanwhile got to go to Paris with one of the Wizard's Squib friends and her looks got her an immediate contract, manager, and an agreement on new clothes. Feeling smug, she found her locker filled with the latest designs for kids and returned to her learning with the wizard and the tutors he hired to get her ready for school, teaching her a few things himself. The first year at Hogwarts was amazing, though she was careful to pretend it was ordinary and her attitude mixed with her clothes got her friends better then any the girl back at her old school could have gotten. She felt rich, looked rich, and acted as if she were rich (not hard for a first year to play off actually), so people believed it.

Now in her sixth year, Pandora has found her 'father's' will and changed much of it, kept up a steady correspondence with her mother (her family came and visited her last year with funds she sent over, a tricky arrangement but she managed it), established herself as a teen model in the muggle world (and gotten some nibbles in the wizarding one as well actually), and stashed a good amount of coins in her own vault. She still wonders however what happened to the men (she never knew about what happened to the man's granddaughter), but she has established herself a new personality and position and as the only heir to her 'grandfather' a pureblood line as well. With luck she can nail down a wealthy pureblood boy without a great curiosity and get the marriage jackpot to boot!

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Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
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NAME/ALIAS Shava or Shavabear
OTHER CHARACTERS Marcos Jimenez, Asher Urquart, Candra Selwyn, Vincent Silver-Moon, Kendrick Shire, Darius Silver, Ayr Selwyn , Taranis Summerby, Ajax Aurelius and the fabled Lindsey Moon. Crazy old fart is a regular personality, not a character I play.
RP EXPERIENCE? More then you want me to tell you again, I suspect :/
RP SAMPLE.

As she walked down the hall from class, one boy tried to cut across the hall and didn't see her coming, knocking her a few steps aside. He fell sideways into the wall to catch himself opening his mouth to defend himself or attack who knew, but she won that round with a backhand across his cheek shutting his mouth and leaving the impression from a single ring on one hand as she exclaimed "Watch who you hit, boy!" and stalked off down the hall appearing infuriated, but inwardly cringing he had pushed those buttons making her do that. by the time she made her way to the next class, her angry look she had let drop to a light simmer in time to be seen by two boys coming from the other direction.

One saw where her eyes were going and jumped to grab the door and open it for her. Knowing guys needed rewarding incentives, she soft patted, halfway caressed his cheek as she passed saying softly "Thank you William for being a gentleman," as she passed inside ignoring the other. As the door shut behind her she was already to the front row seat she usually took as the voices came from the hall "Dawg!" which sounded admiring. Taking her seat without surveying the room (she had managed to bring her side peripherals to a wide detail through long practice) she noted without being seen doing it that most of the class was here and they had left her favored seat alone.

Smart, she would have had to make a point about it.

Crossing her legs properly, and showing off the nice boots she had under her uniform, she pulled out the correct book for her notes for the Transfiguration class from her bag and opened it, sliding the leather straps aside and setting her fountain pen beside it. It was one of the few upper end tricks not commonly known used by the purebloods and she had managed to snag one from a muggle which she had later worked on at school till she had gotten it to work with enough charm work. She was rather proud of the fact it added so much to her look, even a few Professors had been interested in it. In short she didn't just look rich and worth more then the average girl, she looked fabulous.

Absolutely fabulous.

Under her breath she muttered a few short words in her native tongue unheard by those nearest in hopes of getting her mind in the right path with the world around her despite her appearance, focusing her mind with the time honored phrases. Everything in balance, all things in harmony...

HOW DID YOU FIND OUR SITE? Been here for Years. YEARS I tell you!
CODE WORD? Can I Slytherin?