Alair Lupin

[Alair Lupin]

Character Information
Full Name - Alair Cathrine Lupin
Nicknames - Alai (Al-ay)
Birthday - April 5
Age - Seventeen
Gender - Female
Parents - Remus and Nymphadora (Tonks) Lupin
Bloodline - Half
School - Hogwarts
Year - Seventh

Character Basics
Appearance - Alair takes after her mothers genes and is a Metamorphmagus. Meaning, that she changes her appereance at will. Her current look depicts her bittersweet personality, where the spunk and princess mix. A fan of her mothers younger days with the pink hair, Alair tends to have pink in her hair no matter what. Sometimes this is accompanied by black, blonde, or a baby blue. She likes to keep her hair at a length that it falls down over her shoulders. Her nose is long, while her lips are like a small rose bud in her face. Eyes are large and wide, giving her an irresistable innocent look. She peirced her lip on the small palate just below her nose, making the back of the ring rub against her front teeth. While a small beauty mark rests on one cheek near her lips, (this is only seen once and awhile, depending on how she made her appearence for the day but the ring is nearly always there) She is short, at 5'2 and slenderly built with a narrow waist. She hates being short, but one thing she seems unable to change is her height, so she will always be 5'2 for she has stopped growing.

Personality - Through all her disguises her personality needs not change, for she has enough in her real one that it would seem pointless. Sometimes she can be quite the drama queen, while other times as hard as a rock and stubborn too. Then there is her sweet side, how she loves animals, and most people too. There aren't many that Alair doesn't get along with, because of her laid back spunky attitude she brings out the humour in most people. The thing is, she is often called 'one-of-the-guys' for the way she goes into anything willingly, (meaning pranks, dumb stunts, things you would see on Jackass ect.) and her romantic life pretty much sucks. She is afraid of rejection, and of being hurt, so she steers clear of those kind of relationships giving the impression that she is a bit of an icemaiden. Full of giggles, and laughter, the short girl brings a smile to many peoples faces. She is adventerous enough to the point where she is undeciding on sexuality, making her bisexual instead of deciding on homosexual or hetrosexual.

History -
During her early childhood, she was showered with attention by parents and adults alike. The simple fact that she had inheirited her mothers gift of metamorphagus, gave her quite the publicity. For even as a little girl she constantly changed her hair color, or her facial features. Sometimes she even got mistaken for someone elses child, she learned early on that she had to be careful with her feature changing, so she kept one face but changed hair colors and styles. When her little brother came along, things changed and she began to think she wasn't getting enough attention. So like any child, she began to do outragous things like having pink hair, and hanging out with guys and doing stupid things like going down her roof on a sled. More attention, thats all she wanted.

Then she was sent to Hogwarts when she turned eleven, and found out that the whole world wasn't fair. She did well in her studies, but sometimes had troubles with Charms. Excelling at Transfiguration (wonder why?), she became the center of attention in that class. Sooner or later, she began to be in every circle and clique, trying to steal the spotlight. Not in a obvious way, she had good humour and her spunkyness made many people like her. Some people she couldn't out-anything them, and their circle of friends was a goal she had forever tried to attain. Still does, and she wonders if she is pretty enough, intelligent enough. Now its her last year, finally time to make things happen. Get into those unattainable cliques, and make some new party bums!

Hometown - Yorkshire, England
Likes - Changing her hair color, singing at the top of her lungs, eating chocolate brownies, being the center of attention
Dislikes - Feeling invisible, Vodka, Purple and white polka dots, rain, anything sad or depressing.
Goals - Become part of the unattainable cliques, party like theirs no tommorow, get a better mark in Charms, graduate with a BANG!
Dreams - Buy a horse that can change its color. A dream of course, and probably wont come true...but a girl can hope.

Family
Parents - Reamus Lupin and Nymphadora Tonks/Lupin
Sibling(s) - Neil Lupin m
Pet(s) - A black raven named Seagull, he has quite the attitude and has already learned a few human words, almost like a Parrot might. Sometimes Alair refers to him as a mutt of a bird, but she loves him like a kid.

RP Sample -
Cam was worried about Phoenix of course, but at the same time he found that he didn't miss her constant mirthless glare. The young adolescent needed someone to shadow, even if they weren't to know it. Well, he had decided to shadow Serphius. One of the only older kids to ever talk to Cam, to acknowledge his shadowy presence. So the fourteen year old had taken to secretly fallowing the older boy around. Even if it ment walking a few kids behind him between classes, and hiding in bushes or behind bookcases. It was amazing that he hadn't been found out, then again...he was infamous for being invisible. The slender but ever growing boy had watched Serphius intoxicate himself with wide eyes, the black liner designs around them making them seem like doe eyes. Black hair that had fallen down into his face had hidden his one eye, as he watched from the tree above them. He was laying on his stomach across the strong branch, his arms crossed and his cheek resting against it.

Ever emotionaly unbalanced, when Serphius had sounded so sad, it made tears fall from Cam. They had made his liner weep across his one cheek, and smudge onto his arm. Now he bit on his peirced lip, tongue touching the cool metal to try and stop himself from crying. Silently telling himself in a voice Phoenix would use to suck it up and be man. It's working...sorta. I miss Phoenix at times like this. I do. The young boy hadn't ment to move his leg, the muscle just sort of spasmed from being still for so long, and out fell the raven from its perch. Cam hit the ground just to the right of Cove, with a harsh thump. ooooooooh, he whimpered in his mind. He jerked upward, and scooted backwards on his butt a little bit, before curling up into a little ball. His noire head resting on his knees as he tried to hide from them. Even if he knew they had already seen him.

Suck it up! Explain, speak...come on you stupid child do something! He yelled at himself inside, mentally throwing bricks at his own face. His head jerked up and he said in a quiet voice, "I-i-i'm sorry. I j-j-j-ust...uhmmm..." he couldn't finish his sentance, it was a wonder he even spoke. He could feel the throbing under his shirt on his side, he probably bruised a rib. At least he knew nothing was broken, he wiped his black sleeved sweater across his cheek, trying to hide the fact that he had been crying. In the last few weeks he had started to look up to this group of boys, always laughing and having fun during class. What were their names again? Serphius, Alexys, Elliott (my cousin), G-Gaara, Cove? Yes, that one is Cove! Cam sat there on the ground, staring at the two with large eyes, as if a six year old again sitting at the feet of his older brother. When his brother was alive, just sitting and watching...admiring. Yes, that was the word, admiring.