Cassandra:
A figure in my imagination. She is what I would be if I were to improve. Of course, it would be rather difficult to grow a few inches, furthermore, it would be more difficult to be a vampire. I could lie and say that when I was 14, I wanted nothing more. I still don't know why. As it stands now, I'm assuming this person I sometimes associate myself with is my inner-self. No, this is not some sort of schizophrenic character creation. It is something we writers sometimes think of. If you wrote a story, your hero would either be you (because you're a self centered little bitch ...but that's not necessarily a bad thing), or someone you idealize. This character in your book, story, poem, or script can be you, but sometimes improves or changes in areas where you see room for improvement or wherever you see fit or relevant .
Cassandra is 5'5" Appears to be Asian. Still negotiable. Brown hair, brown eyes. Thin, but healthy. Nice tits, nice ass , long legs (or atleast as long as they can be for someone who's 5'5"), muscular . She has a tattoo on the back of her neck. It is a black Chinese character for unique. She appears to be only about 25 years old.
She wears all black, but it is elegant and form-fitting, not to be confused with the sluts who wear cheap, revealing clothing. Her nails are short, but painted black. She wears little make-up consisting of black eyeliner and burgundy lipstick. Her skin is clear and smooth. No jewelry.
Languages she speaks include: English, Spanish, French, Italian, Russian, German, Chinese, Greek, and Japanese. Her favorite word is "fuck" and loves to use her profanity when it is called for.
She has mastered four forms of martial arts: Tae Kwon Do, Aikido, Judo, and Karate. Her weapon of choice is the Bo. Nevertheless, she still carries a P7M13, located in her pants, at the small of her back. Extra clips are in her pockets. She has a boot knife on her left ankle, and three throwing knives on her right. Athletic as all hell.
She smokes cigarettes and cloves. Camel lights or Marlboro Mediums, and Djarum blacks.
Her personality is dry and sarcastic. She is observant, quiet, and brilliantly clever. The epitome of cynical, she is hardly trusting, and doesn't believe in things like true love.
The only person she trusts enough to even vaguely consider to be a friend would be a guy named Nick. She keeps to herself, secluded in her studio duplex apartment in New York City, or California, or her house in New Jersey.
She always finds trouble in the wrong places. The strange thing is that she never asks or looks for it. One of her goals in life is to try to avoid any physical confrontations if at all possible. Fighting isn't something she likes.