THE WHO
WHIMSICAL. ROMANTIC. STUBBORN. Marguerite Anne Bowman, but she's more commonly known as Daisy.
AGE. 23
BIRTHDAY. June 12
OCCUPATION. Elementary School Teacher
BIRTH PLACE. Lampton Hill
NATIONALITY. English
ORIENTATION. Closet bisexual.
PLAYBY. Isla Fisher
THE WHAT
WHIMSICAL. Daisy's father blames it all on her mother, who gave her such a fantastical name that it became sort of a self-fulfilling prophecy. Daisy rarely does what people expect her to do and is a "seize-the-day" kind of person rather than a by the book one. It's pretty amazing that this has happened seeing as her family is very rigid and authoritarian.
LITERAL. Daisy doesn't really speak "normal". Generally subtlety, nuance or notions of the polite way of doing things don't matter to her. If she's mad at someone, she says it. If she doesn't like you, she'll say it to your face. Backstabbing, to Daisy, is a waste of time when you can tell people directly. She doesn't do for fun (though many people see it that way), Daisy just doesn't like beating around the bush.
STUBBORN. Obstinate is Daisy's middle name. Well, it's Anne, but it may as well be. Once her mind is made up, a herd of elephants couldn't change it. She takes her sweet bloody time making a decision, of course, but after weighing everything and taking all into consideration, nothing will sway her from her position.
LIKES. harry potter, colorful felt tip pens, notebooks, sex, cupcakes, cameras, organizers, bags, sunsets and fishing
DISLIKES. mumbling, arguments, loud music, fashion, makeup, cellular phones, spiders, getting hit, backstabbers and rude people
THE WHY
BEST MEMORY. Daisy's best memory is sneaking out of the house in the middle of the night with her older sister Olivia, back when she was fifteen. It was the best night ever, because she and Liv talked the entire night and she hung out with some of Liv's friends and did things that wouldn't be considered the proper thing to do.
WORST MEMORY. That night was also consequently on of Daisy's worst memories, because that was the night her older sister said goodbye. Livia promised she would come back to Lampton Hill for her once she's made her fortune in the world -- but Daisy believes that she won't come back until their father was dead.
Marguerite Anne Bowman owes her life to her parents, but that's about all she owes them. Horace and Martha Bowman should never have been parents in the first place, but peer pressure and loneliness pushed them together. Horace is a man disappointed with his life and Martha is equally disappointed in him for not fulfilling their dreams (or at least bringing them to some semblance of middle classness). The Bowmans are just below middle class in that they manage to send their children to school with most of the necessary equipment and feed their children 3 meals a day. If that meal wasn't thrown at their father for some imagined slight or another.
It wasn't a peculiar childhood, by any means. Horace Bowman was known to be a difficult man to live with, and though a lot of people pitied their children, at least the Bowman kids had a roof above their heads and food to eat. The eldest, Derek, had most of the opportunities. He had come at a time when the Bowmans were still secure, still believing that their marriage could work and still in the honeymoon phase.
Olivia Marie and Marguerite Anne had come around 7 years later and by then the Bowmans were a disillusioned lot. Horace was trying to hold on to his job and by the time Daisy came had actually lost in and was just taking on any job he could find. Martha became more of a nagger during those year, propelled by a sense of insecurity and a desire to punish her husband for the situation she found herself in. She had the more stable job of the two as an assistant librarian in the local library and during her more mellow times was the one who introduced her children to literature. The two girls found their escape in reading. It was because of that reading that Marguerite came to have her nickname. Olivia, as a young girl, had a hard time pronouncing Marguerite and tended to butcher it. One of the books in the library mentioned in passing that Marguerite was the French name for Daisy, and it stuck. Her mother was mightily irritated when everyone started to call her youngest Daisy, but in actuality it seemed to suit her. She was hardy, bubbly and bright, something her Martha Bowman disliked.
Derek was their mother's only hope and thus Olivia and Daisy were often overlooked in favor of their brother. Derek knew this and strived to protect his little sisters any way he could. The siblings banded together in their childhood, but there were some things Derek just couldn't protect his sisters from. Especially Olivia.
Daisy knew that her siblings both loved her, though she wouldn't really know to what lengths they went through. When Daisy was 15, Derek suddenly announced that he was through with the Bowmans and took his sister with him to live somewhere else in Lampton Hill. Olivia also went away. The many changes in that year bewildered Daisy but it wasn't really explained. After that, life continued much more comfortably than it had before. Sometimes she visits her parents but it always made her miserable to do it. She works now at the elementary school, as Derek would say teaching her peer group.
THE HOW
RP SAMPLE."That's good then. You're not very talkative, are you?" she noted, accepting the papers. Celine knew she was egging the human on, but it was difficult not to insert the little barbs here and there. Marcus had the odd habit of adopting strays, may they be vampire, dhampir or animal -- but this was taking it too far. After all, who adopted food?
Maybe he was getting this human as a sort of prolonged fresh food supply... was he going on a trip? Celine mulled this over for a while, pretending to open the laptop and type in some document. Marcus didn't tell her to prepare anything other than the papers, and he was a careful vampire, if he were taking a trip he'd tell her in advance to arrange everything.
Then why? What would he get by taking on this human to his service, other than a whole lot of trouble?
On her face nothing registered but impassiveness, but her insides were churning, waiting for the clock to strike 5 o'clock. 'Rude of him to keep his new assistant waiting...' she thought, but starting from yesterday she couldn't figure her master out. Celine couldn't even ask him about it, though she figured she was close enough. The expression on his face yesterday though...
Her ears suddenly registered the faint taps of his boots, mere seconds before the door swung open. Marcus went inside, his authoritative walk brimming with energy. For a small second, she knew her face showed the longing she felt with all her being... and then it closed off again, becoming her normally impassive face with the curiously bright blue eyes.
Marcus walked the length of the study, pausing at the back of the chair that held his new prize. "Good evening Celine. If business has been concluded, I'll have to ask you step outside now."
'Outside? But --' Celine blinked once, flabbergasted, and could manage only a nod before walking quickly to the door, her heels making small snappy sounds. 'Who in the world is Ezra Sands, and what did he do to deserve such treatment?'
--
The door closed behind Celine, and Marcus went to the seat she vacated and sat down with a long sigh. He looked more at home in the room and on the chair, than the other blond vampire had.
He gave Ezra a long lingering grin. "I see you've come out of negotiations with Celine in one piece. How did you find her?"
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