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    ~ Rowan Miller had been looking for a job. She had everything set up in her life with the help of her parents. All she needed now was a way to keep it that way. Her friend from college heard about the party and told her about it, so she decided to check it out.
    She roamed through the crowd in slight boredom. She wasn't a huge fan of people, unless they were her friends. She took a seat at the 'bar', asking for a beer.


    //sorry it was kinda short, I'll write more later and get a pic

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    FULL NAME&& Rowan Alexandra Miller
    NICKNAME(S)&& Row
    GENDER/GENDER IDENTITY&& female
    DATE OF BIRTH&& January 12 1998
    AGE&& 18
    SKILLS&& reading, writing, art, knows a lot about animals and some first aid, good at martial arts
    GROUP&& blue knights
    RANK&& second in command[/fancypost]


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    SHORT APPEARANCE DESCRIPTION&& medium-toned skin (her parents were Greek and Turkish) with long brown hair and brown eyes. Not super skinny, but a lot of her weight is muscle.
    HEIGHT/WEIGHT&& 5'8", 160 lbs
    HAIR TYPE&&
    - hair color: dark brown
    - hair length: mid-abdomen
    - hair texture: thick, a little wavy
    EYE SHAPE&&
    - eye color: dark brown
    SKIN TONE&& medium
    BODY BUILD TYPE&& lean, little fat and decent but not built muscles
    CLOTHING TYPE&& usually dark or mild colors with bits of brightness. Is into hats, skinny jeans and flannel. Basically a tomboy
    BODY MODIFICATIONS&& ears and lip peirced [I'm kinda confused about the tattoo thing; will they be chosen for us?[/fancypost]


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    SHORT PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION&&
    - positive traits: usually sweet, caring, passionate, protective and wants nothing more than to make her loved ones happy
    - neutral traits: sarcastic, sometimes makes jokes at the wrong times, stubborn, doesn't like to settle with things she doesn't agree with
    - negative traits: can have a nasty temper, and if she's really pushed she won't hesitate to get physical, even if she's usually against fighting rather than talking things out.
    - likes: sleep, art, singing, training/practice fighting, nature
    - dislikes: crowds/lots of people, ignorant people, zombies, the dark
    HISTORY&& was homeschooled because of bullying and not doing well in public school, her dad left when she was young and her mom couldn't afford anything besides necessities, like the small apartment they lived in and food. From this she gets her ability to be comfortable and accept most conditions, though she doesn't want to see her loved ones in the same low place. When the the apocalypse happened her mom knew she wouldn't be able to keep Rowan safe or fed with the little they had left, so she told her to find others that would keep her safe. Rowan still regrets leaving her mother, and would go back and change her decision in the blink of an eye if she could.
    - parents: Synthia Miller, presumed dead, Demetrius Miller, unknown
    - siblings: none
    - other kin: none/irrelevant [/fancypost]


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    RELATIONSHIP STATUS&& single
    SEXUAL ORIENTATION&& pansexual
    LOVE INTEREST&& none yet, open
    BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND&& none
    SPOUSE&& none[/fancypost]


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    PLOT IDEAS&& maybe her mom in zombie form shows up and Rowan has a panic attack or something?
    MUSE LEVEL&& 6-7/10 school and other stuff, I'll try to get it higher though
    ACTIVITY LEVEL&& 6/10 same as above
    OTHER&& not that I can think if :][/fancypost]


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    ~ she got her beer and sipped at it. The atmosphere of the crowded rooms ruined the house's pretty features. She glanced at the people around her, not bothering to try and engage them in conversation. She looked over at the woman next to her, studying her features for a split second. "You're Mallory, right? Sorry, a friend told me to talk to you about job offerings. I guess I got caught up in all the excitement..." she said the last sentence sarcastically, making a point to look around at the slow-moving crowd of businesspeople making small-talk full of tense silences.

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    ~ she nodded. "Yeah, of course. I can get you everything by Monday. My name's Rowan, by the way." she said, and after a short pause took another swig of her beer. "Nice place. Personally I'd like it with about forty less people, but that's just me." she commented, looking around again.

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    ~ I guess I'm just jumping in then :p


    Rowan turned to look at Jayden. She caught a stand of pink hair that had been dancing in front of her face and tucked it behind her ear. She slid her gaze over his face, and it felt like a chunk of her heart was ripped out at the sight of his forlorn figure. Though it looked like it was getting a little better, he had been so miserable these past months, and it almost made Rowan physically hurt. "I promise..." she said, not sure what to expect. She didn't know a whole lot about him, at least about his past or what went on when she wasn't around. She started getting a little anxious, hoping he was okay.

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    ~ rushed, sorry


    She let out a silent sigh. "Thank god... I know it's not totally my business so I didn't wanna force anything out of you so I didn't know how to talk to you, but I'm glad you're okay." she says with a nod, reflecting his small smile. "I won't tell anyone, don't worry. I hope it works out though." she said in response to the second statement.

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    ~ I'm bored and my muse just went up, so if you wanna write something (not an rp, just a regular book or whatever) feel free to say ideas.
    I'm up for almost anything, though I love psychological stuff, animals, realistic fiction with a touch of fantasy/weird stuff, etc. I probably won't be up for fanfiction, but you never know :]