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Name | Rhi
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CHARACTER INFO
Name | Elena
Series | Final Fantasy VII (video game/movie)
Canon Point | Post Advent Children
Reference | here
Age | Canon doesn't specify; I headcanon her to be about 21 (based on her being a high school student when she appears in Before Crisis, shortly before the events of FFVII itself and thus two years before Advent Children)
Gender | Female
Suitability | N/A
Appearance | N/A
--For Original Characters Specifically--
World Overview | N/A
Character History | N/A
Personality | Elena is a perfectionist and an overachiever. At the Military Academy, she earned the highest scores in her exams often enough to earn five Elite Emblems, more than anyone else at the school. This was on top of working as a bartender part-time, which would seem to support the fact that she best thrives within a working environment, or at least an environment where she has something in which she can progress. There's also the fact that she was spurred on by a desire to outperform her sister, or at least separate herself enough that she couldn't be constantly compared - which is partly why she initially refused to even entertain the idea of joining the Turks while her sister was part of the group and is the main reason she dropped marksmanship in order to pursue martial arts instead.
These traits have lasted long into her tenure as a member of the Turks. Where Reno and Rude often appear laid back about their work, Elena always comes across as entirely serious, sometimes a little too much so - to a point where she doesn't always know when to switch off, as demonstrated when she rushed to confront Cloud and the others in Wutai when she and the others were on holiday and thus off the clock. While this is doubtless a balance she has learned to handle better in the two years since, it would be fair to say that she still tends towards the side of taking her work incredibly seriously.
That being said, Elena also has something of a reckless, impulsive streak and it is this which probably best explains her clumsier moments when she first joins the Turks, such as saying too much about the Turks' plans to stop Sephiroth or rushing off by herself only to get kidnapped by Don Corneo when Reno and Rude refused to help the other Shinra officers sent to find him. Essentially, she often acts or speaks before thinking and it's on those occasions she finds herself tripping up. Beyond that, she does also have something of a clumsy streak anyway, though it's likely by now that she's largely outgrown that.
Even this, however, can be related back to the way she strives to give off the right impression. Appearance is important to Elena, both on a more superficial level (for example, her retreat animation after the fight below Midgar sees her touching up her hair and make-up before moving to follow Reno and Rude) and in wanting to be seen as and taken seriously as a Turk. This is another reason she tends to clash with Reno and Rude and why she struggles to switch off from things - where they see it as a job, Elena appears to see it more as a way of life. Hence why she feels they, as Turks, should be willing to put their holiday on hold when work calls - she even accuses Reno of not acting the way a Turk 'should' act, despite being the rookie of the group. This most likely comes from having seen the Turks in action and thus gaining more of an insight into how they are more than just the Shinra dogs she once thought them to be.
That being said, it's apparent that ruthlessness doesn't come naturally to Elena and that she is the most emotionally open of the Turks. For all she's quick to try to provoke a fight in Wutai, and is willing to lash out at Cloud at Icicle Inn, she doesn't manage to capitalise on her success in the event she manages to knock Cloud out, instead leaving him to recover in one of the nearby houses, and she's the first to suggest that they might not necessarily have to fight Cloud and the others when they meet again in Midgar. Indeed, her lashing out at Cloud at Icicle Inn appears to have far less to do with Shinra and far more to do with her mistaken belief that Cloud had killed Tseng - the boss she admires and has a rather heavy crush on, to the point that when he suggests they have dinner together, she fumbles in her response and hides behind a more formal attitude to try to cover up just how much it means to her. She is often told off for being weak when she does let her emotions show (such as her relief at being rescued after Corneo kidnaps her) and it's likely she's managed to rein that in a little over the past two years but chances are she still has that side to her, just much better hidden.
Indeed, the two years between FFVII and Advent Children mean that she has had time to grow out of much of the inexperience and immaturity she once showed. Certainly, the recklessness is still very much a part of who she is and she's still likely to be awkward in certain instances (such as her feelings for Tseng), but she's quite clearly grown into the role of Turk, whatever that means by the time the events of Advent Children take place - while recovering Jenova's head, she manages to get it to the helicopter (and thus to Reno and Rude) and fight her way back to an injured Tseng's side before being overpowered herself and while the true extent of what she and Tseng endured at the Remnants' hands is unknown, that she can be on her feet again so soon after being brutally tortured and left half-dead certainly speaks to her resilience. That's not to say she might not still slip up at times but she's learning and her determination to succeed to the best of her abilities means she will always be looking to improve where she feels she needs to.
Past Game History | N/A
Possessions | Full Turk uniform (shirt, tie, trousers, jacket, heeled boots and gloves), her gun and some spare ammo
Character Abilities/Powers | Elena is highly skilled in both martial arts and firearms (mostly handguns), though she tends more towards the former most of the time. Also as a Turk she is trained in information gathering and has experience in handling dangerous and even life-threatening situations.
Weaknesses/Fears | Elena's biggest fear is not being good enough. She grew up being constantly compared to and outperformed by her older sister and this led her to become resentful to the point where she allowed herself to think she hated the Turks as a further means to distance herself. She wants to be seen as an individual, not simply the little sister who can't quite keep up - hence why she switches from marksmanship to martial arts, wanting a different specialisation so she couldn't be so directly compared.
Because of this, she isn't the best at accepting criticism and her pride is something of an easy target. She can't stand feeling like she's failed in something and beats herself up over failure enough that other people pointing it out only makes her angrier. This goes double for people pointing out her somewhat clumsy nature.
The Turks have become incredibly important to her and this makes another weak spot for her. Partly because of her worries that she'll one day slip up and fail as a Turk but also because the other Turks (in particular Tseng, Reno and Rude) have become almost like family to her and she doesn't want to lose them or let them down. Tseng in particular is someone she looks up to a lot, someone she crushes on hard and that means both that things happening to him are more inclined to upset her and see her lash out and that her crush on him, in itself, is something that could easily be used against her.
Though she'd likely deny it, Sephiroth and his Remnants are very much people she'd really prefer never to have to deal with again. It's perhaps more personal with the Remnants, since they're the ones who kidnapped and tortured her and Tseng, but she has plenty of reason to be fearful of Sephiroth himself showing up, too (and perhaps a slight lingering grudge for him almost killing Tseng).
Speaking of the Remnants, her capture and torture at their hands is something she hasn't really had time to sit down and process and while she will play it down, the incident is still recent enough that it plays on her mind - more so for what she saw Tseng suffer through (and wasn't able to save him from) than what the Remnants did to her, though it all ties together into something that she hasn't yet had the downtime to shut away and let go of.
Requested Village | Muir
NPC mini-plot | Yes
Notes | N/A
SAMPLES
First-person |
[The feed opens to show a young blonde woman eyeing the device critically. She doesn't look like she's particularly keen to go through with this - trusting a strange device in a strange world isn't exactly something she's happy about - but she's caught between wanting to prove a point and wanting a little validation so here she is.]
I have a question. Call it curiosity. Am I really the only one who thinks that winding up on a Planet that isn't the only one you've always known is just a little weird? Because I'm starting to feel like I'm somehow in the wrong for not knowing about these things being possible and I really can't say I like it.
[She hesitates, then, before throwing up a filter and adding another question.]
Also...say someone you know suddenly remembers things about you that you know didn't happen. How would you handle something like that? Hypothetically speaking, of course. Call that just curiosity, too.
Third-person |
It was over. It had been one of the most trying times of her life, even taking into account that being a Turk invited trying times as part of the job description, but the threat was over. Geostigma, the Remnants, all to become nothing more than a memory as things returned to normal. The President was cured. Shinra could start over.
And Elena could finally get some proper rest. Could finally take some time to herself to take stock, to work through the lingering turmoil in her mind, the reaction to all she'd been through that she'd purposefully delayed because her job had demanded she do so. She was on her own time now, though, and the only mission she had in mind was to relax in a hot bath and soak away the stresses of the past few days.
How she'd got from thinking that to waking up submerged in an expanse of water that most definitely was not her bath, she didn't know. Part of her thought it a dream - she was still in her suit, for a start, and nothing else she thought of was something she could consider a satisfactory explanation. Doubtless when she woke up she could ascribe all manner of theories as to what it all meant, whether it was a reflection of her insecurities flaring up in the wake of what had happened - but then, if it was a dream, should she really be able to consider that now?
No matter. Whether dream or otherwise, she couldn't allow herself to drown. It may have taken the danger a moment or two to sink in but now it had, her every effort was on making a break for the surface, on fighting the undercurrent threatening to swallow her entirely because she would not allow herself to die, now, not after all she'd just survived.
That was her last thought before she found herself coming to on the beach, coughing and gasping for air, heart pounding in her ears as the realisation that she had potentially almost died, again, caught up with her too quickly for her liking. For a moment she simply lay there, gaze turning to her bandaged left hand. Or rather, the hand on which the gauze now hung almost uselessly, the damaged skin beneath showing through. She would have to tend to that, just as soon as she could stand and work out what the heck had just happened.
Her distraction meant she didn't notice the figure until he was looming right over her; when she did notice him, she had to fight to swallow the gasp that would betray that he'd caught her off-guard. Poor showing for a Turk, but even she could excuse herself a little for being distracted by the fact that she'd apparently almost drowned. And she would tell herself she was redeeming herself by not accepting the offered hand as she dragged herself to her feet, even if the truth was closer to her neither daring to put weight on her left hand nor trusting this stranger not to cause more damage.
"What-?" Even as she made the aborted attempt to speak, she had a feeling it would prove futile. What she hadn't expected was to find herself indoors quite so suddenly, nor to find herself somewhere quite so homely. Sure, the minimalist design might seem cold to some but for Elena, the lack of clutter was ideal. She could see, in one corner, a wooden desk that managed to be elegantly beautiful while being simple in design - one clearly designed to be used far more than looked at. The rest of the furniture was more of the same, simple and yet somehow managing not to seem basic.
It was as she found herself reaching to examine what had been left on one of the bookcases that she realised that whatever the stranger had done to bring her here, he'd also managed to heal what remained of her torment at the Remnants' hands (physically, at least; it would take far more for the rest to truly heal and she knew it). A cautious flex of her hand confirmed it, and was more than enough for her to turn in time to see him approach and to dodge the attempt to touch her - just because he'd ostensibly saved her didn't mean she trusted him any.
His words were no more reassuring. "Muir? I've never heard of a..." Once more, she let her words die out - clearly she was wasting her breath in trying to get more from this Athils than the obvious script he was repeating for her. She knew well the signs of someone repeating something they'd delivered countless times before and it was quite clear she was supposed to just accept it even as she intended to do nothing of the sort.
And then he mentioned the mark. She was already making a move towards finding a mirror when he continued, telling her not to let it become visible - but no more indication of where she might find this mark. Something for her to investigate while she was changing out of her wet clothes, she supposed, because it was quite clear she wasn't going to find out from Athils. Indeed, by the time he was leaving she had already turned her mind to what she should do next, preferring not to waste any more of her time on something that was clearly only going to lead to further frustration.
Exploring the rest of the house gave her some tempting options. The bathtub reminded her of the last thing she'd been planning to do and it was certainly tempting to indulge - after all, she wouldn't want to catch a chill from her near-drowning - but she couldn't. She was a Turk in a situation she didn't understand, with her only real lead being the advice to seek out the villagers for help. Which meant getting changed and heading out, and her original plans to relax and recuperate would just have to go on hold a little longer.
Name | Rhi
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Current Character(s) | N/A
Reserve Link | http://languishmods.dreamwidth.org/3791.html?thread=209359#cmt209359
CHARACTER INFO
Name | Elena
Series | Final Fantasy VII (video game/movie)
Canon Point | Post Advent Children
Reference | here
Age | Canon doesn't specify; I headcanon her to be about 21 (based on her being a high school student when she appears in Before Crisis, shortly before the events of FFVII itself and thus two years before Advent Children)
Gender | Female
Suitability | N/A
Appearance | N/A
--For Original Characters Specifically--
World Overview | N/A
Character History | N/A
Personality | Elena is a perfectionist and an overachiever. At the Military Academy, she earned the highest scores in her exams often enough to earn five Elite Emblems, more than anyone else at the school. This was on top of working as a bartender part-time, which would seem to support the fact that she best thrives within a working environment, or at least an environment where she has something in which she can progress. There's also the fact that she was spurred on by a desire to outperform her sister, or at least separate herself enough that she couldn't be constantly compared - which is partly why she initially refused to even entertain the idea of joining the Turks while her sister was part of the group and is the main reason she dropped marksmanship in order to pursue martial arts instead.
These traits have lasted long into her tenure as a member of the Turks. Where Reno and Rude often appear laid back about their work, Elena always comes across as entirely serious, sometimes a little too much so - to a point where she doesn't always know when to switch off, as demonstrated when she rushed to confront Cloud and the others in Wutai when she and the others were on holiday and thus off the clock. While this is doubtless a balance she has learned to handle better in the two years since, it would be fair to say that she still tends towards the side of taking her work incredibly seriously.
That being said, Elena also has something of a reckless, impulsive streak and it is this which probably best explains her clumsier moments when she first joins the Turks, such as saying too much about the Turks' plans to stop Sephiroth or rushing off by herself only to get kidnapped by Don Corneo when Reno and Rude refused to help the other Shinra officers sent to find him. Essentially, she often acts or speaks before thinking and it's on those occasions she finds herself tripping up. Beyond that, she does also have something of a clumsy streak anyway, though it's likely by now that she's largely outgrown that.
Even this, however, can be related back to the way she strives to give off the right impression. Appearance is important to Elena, both on a more superficial level (for example, her retreat animation after the fight below Midgar sees her touching up her hair and make-up before moving to follow Reno and Rude) and in wanting to be seen as and taken seriously as a Turk. This is another reason she tends to clash with Reno and Rude and why she struggles to switch off from things - where they see it as a job, Elena appears to see it more as a way of life. Hence why she feels they, as Turks, should be willing to put their holiday on hold when work calls - she even accuses Reno of not acting the way a Turk 'should' act, despite being the rookie of the group. This most likely comes from having seen the Turks in action and thus gaining more of an insight into how they are more than just the Shinra dogs she once thought them to be.
That being said, it's apparent that ruthlessness doesn't come naturally to Elena and that she is the most emotionally open of the Turks. For all she's quick to try to provoke a fight in Wutai, and is willing to lash out at Cloud at Icicle Inn, she doesn't manage to capitalise on her success in the event she manages to knock Cloud out, instead leaving him to recover in one of the nearby houses, and she's the first to suggest that they might not necessarily have to fight Cloud and the others when they meet again in Midgar. Indeed, her lashing out at Cloud at Icicle Inn appears to have far less to do with Shinra and far more to do with her mistaken belief that Cloud had killed Tseng - the boss she admires and has a rather heavy crush on, to the point that when he suggests they have dinner together, she fumbles in her response and hides behind a more formal attitude to try to cover up just how much it means to her. She is often told off for being weak when she does let her emotions show (such as her relief at being rescued after Corneo kidnaps her) and it's likely she's managed to rein that in a little over the past two years but chances are she still has that side to her, just much better hidden.
Indeed, the two years between FFVII and Advent Children mean that she has had time to grow out of much of the inexperience and immaturity she once showed. Certainly, the recklessness is still very much a part of who she is and she's still likely to be awkward in certain instances (such as her feelings for Tseng), but she's quite clearly grown into the role of Turk, whatever that means by the time the events of Advent Children take place - while recovering Jenova's head, she manages to get it to the helicopter (and thus to Reno and Rude) and fight her way back to an injured Tseng's side before being overpowered herself and while the true extent of what she and Tseng endured at the Remnants' hands is unknown, that she can be on her feet again so soon after being brutally tortured and left half-dead certainly speaks to her resilience. That's not to say she might not still slip up at times but she's learning and her determination to succeed to the best of her abilities means she will always be looking to improve where she feels she needs to.
Past Game History | N/A
Possessions | Full Turk uniform (shirt, tie, trousers, jacket, heeled boots and gloves), her gun and some spare ammo
Character Abilities/Powers | Elena is highly skilled in both martial arts and firearms (mostly handguns), though she tends more towards the former most of the time. Also as a Turk she is trained in information gathering and has experience in handling dangerous and even life-threatening situations.
Weaknesses/Fears | Elena's biggest fear is not being good enough. She grew up being constantly compared to and outperformed by her older sister and this led her to become resentful to the point where she allowed herself to think she hated the Turks as a further means to distance herself. She wants to be seen as an individual, not simply the little sister who can't quite keep up - hence why she switches from marksmanship to martial arts, wanting a different specialisation so she couldn't be so directly compared.
Because of this, she isn't the best at accepting criticism and her pride is something of an easy target. She can't stand feeling like she's failed in something and beats herself up over failure enough that other people pointing it out only makes her angrier. This goes double for people pointing out her somewhat clumsy nature.
The Turks have become incredibly important to her and this makes another weak spot for her. Partly because of her worries that she'll one day slip up and fail as a Turk but also because the other Turks (in particular Tseng, Reno and Rude) have become almost like family to her and she doesn't want to lose them or let them down. Tseng in particular is someone she looks up to a lot, someone she crushes on hard and that means both that things happening to him are more inclined to upset her and see her lash out and that her crush on him, in itself, is something that could easily be used against her.
Though she'd likely deny it, Sephiroth and his Remnants are very much people she'd really prefer never to have to deal with again. It's perhaps more personal with the Remnants, since they're the ones who kidnapped and tortured her and Tseng, but she has plenty of reason to be fearful of Sephiroth himself showing up, too (and perhaps a slight lingering grudge for him almost killing Tseng).
Speaking of the Remnants, her capture and torture at their hands is something she hasn't really had time to sit down and process and while she will play it down, the incident is still recent enough that it plays on her mind - more so for what she saw Tseng suffer through (and wasn't able to save him from) than what the Remnants did to her, though it all ties together into something that she hasn't yet had the downtime to shut away and let go of.
Requested Village | Muir
NPC mini-plot | Yes
Notes | N/A
SAMPLES
First-person |
[The feed opens to show a young blonde woman eyeing the device critically. She doesn't look like she's particularly keen to go through with this - trusting a strange device in a strange world isn't exactly something she's happy about - but she's caught between wanting to prove a point and wanting a little validation so here she is.]
I have a question. Call it curiosity. Am I really the only one who thinks that winding up on a Planet that isn't the only one you've always known is just a little weird? Because I'm starting to feel like I'm somehow in the wrong for not knowing about these things being possible and I really can't say I like it.
[She hesitates, then, before throwing up a filter and adding another question.]
Also...say someone you know suddenly remembers things about you that you know didn't happen. How would you handle something like that? Hypothetically speaking, of course. Call that just curiosity, too.
Third-person |
It was over. It had been one of the most trying times of her life, even taking into account that being a Turk invited trying times as part of the job description, but the threat was over. Geostigma, the Remnants, all to become nothing more than a memory as things returned to normal. The President was cured. Shinra could start over.
And Elena could finally get some proper rest. Could finally take some time to herself to take stock, to work through the lingering turmoil in her mind, the reaction to all she'd been through that she'd purposefully delayed because her job had demanded she do so. She was on her own time now, though, and the only mission she had in mind was to relax in a hot bath and soak away the stresses of the past few days.
How she'd got from thinking that to waking up submerged in an expanse of water that most definitely was not her bath, she didn't know. Part of her thought it a dream - she was still in her suit, for a start, and nothing else she thought of was something she could consider a satisfactory explanation. Doubtless when she woke up she could ascribe all manner of theories as to what it all meant, whether it was a reflection of her insecurities flaring up in the wake of what had happened - but then, if it was a dream, should she really be able to consider that now?
No matter. Whether dream or otherwise, she couldn't allow herself to drown. It may have taken the danger a moment or two to sink in but now it had, her every effort was on making a break for the surface, on fighting the undercurrent threatening to swallow her entirely because she would not allow herself to die, now, not after all she'd just survived.
That was her last thought before she found herself coming to on the beach, coughing and gasping for air, heart pounding in her ears as the realisation that she had potentially almost died, again, caught up with her too quickly for her liking. For a moment she simply lay there, gaze turning to her bandaged left hand. Or rather, the hand on which the gauze now hung almost uselessly, the damaged skin beneath showing through. She would have to tend to that, just as soon as she could stand and work out what the heck had just happened.
Her distraction meant she didn't notice the figure until he was looming right over her; when she did notice him, she had to fight to swallow the gasp that would betray that he'd caught her off-guard. Poor showing for a Turk, but even she could excuse herself a little for being distracted by the fact that she'd apparently almost drowned. And she would tell herself she was redeeming herself by not accepting the offered hand as she dragged herself to her feet, even if the truth was closer to her neither daring to put weight on her left hand nor trusting this stranger not to cause more damage.
"What-?" Even as she made the aborted attempt to speak, she had a feeling it would prove futile. What she hadn't expected was to find herself indoors quite so suddenly, nor to find herself somewhere quite so homely. Sure, the minimalist design might seem cold to some but for Elena, the lack of clutter was ideal. She could see, in one corner, a wooden desk that managed to be elegantly beautiful while being simple in design - one clearly designed to be used far more than looked at. The rest of the furniture was more of the same, simple and yet somehow managing not to seem basic.
It was as she found herself reaching to examine what had been left on one of the bookcases that she realised that whatever the stranger had done to bring her here, he'd also managed to heal what remained of her torment at the Remnants' hands (physically, at least; it would take far more for the rest to truly heal and she knew it). A cautious flex of her hand confirmed it, and was more than enough for her to turn in time to see him approach and to dodge the attempt to touch her - just because he'd ostensibly saved her didn't mean she trusted him any.
His words were no more reassuring. "Muir? I've never heard of a..." Once more, she let her words die out - clearly she was wasting her breath in trying to get more from this Athils than the obvious script he was repeating for her. She knew well the signs of someone repeating something they'd delivered countless times before and it was quite clear she was supposed to just accept it even as she intended to do nothing of the sort.
And then he mentioned the mark. She was already making a move towards finding a mirror when he continued, telling her not to let it become visible - but no more indication of where she might find this mark. Something for her to investigate while she was changing out of her wet clothes, she supposed, because it was quite clear she wasn't going to find out from Athils. Indeed, by the time he was leaving she had already turned her mind to what she should do next, preferring not to waste any more of her time on something that was clearly only going to lead to further frustration.
Exploring the rest of the house gave her some tempting options. The bathtub reminded her of the last thing she'd been planning to do and it was certainly tempting to indulge - after all, she wouldn't want to catch a chill from her near-drowning - but she couldn't. She was a Turk in a situation she didn't understand, with her only real lead being the advice to seek out the villagers for help. Which meant getting changed and heading out, and her original plans to relax and recuperate would just have to go on hold a little longer.
