Marit Iverson

Ya got a name?   *The girl you address looks up at you with large brown eyes full of curiosity* Yes, it's Marit.  Marit Iverson.
     
Ah, that was an easy one. How 'bout a REAL name?   *Tilts her head to the side, confused* But that is it...
     
What about a nickname?   *Shakes her head no, long blond hair swishing* Nobody ever gave me
one.
     
How'd ya get it?   *Frowns* I told you already I don't have one.
     
How old are ya?   *Her face softens a bit* I'm sixteen.
     
Whaddaya look like? *receives a 'look' from you*. Just answer the question.   *Stands up from her bunk and looks down at herself, then back up at you* I'm not tall, by any means.  I have long blond hair, down to the middle of my back.  And I have these big brown eyes.  I guess I look like a pretty average Norwegian.  *She actually isn't all Norwegian, she's Polish as well, which accounts for her slightly rounded face and height of around 5'3".  She's quite pretty, but won't admit it.*
     
I'm assuming you have a personality. What's it like?   *Grins* Of course I have a personality!  I think at first I'm a bit hard to get along with, but once you get to know me I will open up.  I make friends really easily, and my cousins say I'm fun to have around. *Shrugs as if to say, 'what do you think?'*
     
Ya know your history?   Yes. *Frowns slightly* Well...most of it.  I know that my mother and her sister came here from Norway before I was born.  My mother married a Polish immigrant, and a year later I came along.  My mom's sister married a man from Sweden, and had twins...my cousins Danielle and Kevin. We all got separated during this fire on the block we lived on, I guess Danielle wandered off to Manhattan, and Kevin ended up in Rhode Island.  I don't know what happened to my mother or my aunt.  *You catch the hint that that's all she's going to tell*
     
M-hm. I see. You got any friends or relatives?   Yes...my relatives are two of my friends. *Smiles* Danielle... Dragonfly... and Kevin are great. *They live at the Upper East Side*
     
You got a special someone?   *Blushes* No....not yet anyways!
     
Anything else ya wanna let us know?   *Tilts her head to the side for a moment* I don't think so. Nice meeting you!

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