Arlene Proctor Arlene Marilyn Lexi Proctor
Gender: Female
Birthday: 4th July
Age: Physically - 23. Mentally - 99
Blood: Pureblood
Birth Place: America
Nationality: American
Current Residence: Oxford
Family: The Proctor family was quite a quiet family, sticking to just enhancing their talents instead of boasting. They obsessed over things until they were picture perfect. They hosted wonderful balls but would only watch from their chairs whilst everyone mingled. The males of the Proctor family were possessive, controlling their women until it came to their projects.
History: Arlene was born on the 4th of July. Very Patriotic. She was the youngest child, the only daughter. The one she was close to was Abraham who later married and had Myrnin's father which makes Arlene her great aunt. She lived a peaceful life close to the city but far enough to live a life like this. Her father was a soldier and he trained his sons to be the same, Arlene watching in the distance and was in fact, better than her brothers. One night, her father had caught her using the punching bag, taking in the skills she possessed. Her mother used to beat Arlene for being beautiful which was the reason she was punching the bag in the first place in her brothers trousers and shirt to hide the dark bruises on her body. He questioned her and she answered honestly, explaining how she wishes to fight. When America joined the second world war and her father, as much as he was worried, sent all of his children off. Including Arlene. She was accepted, surprisingly and fought her damned hardest, surviving every step of the way. A few nights before the last night of the war, she was shot in the stomach by one of her own men because she didn't give him what he wanted. A vampire had caught the scent of her blood and took in the sight of her beauty, entranced and immediately turned her. Arlene fought those last few days, avoiding the man who shot her until the night before. She sliced his throat and drank from his warm blood, happily. She never returned home and travelled around, taking many lovers before leaving them as they would've caught onto her agelessness. Whilst training of course back at home, she was used magic often. She was quite skilled in this as well as she went to Salem Institute. When the war ended, she did missions now and again secretly as an assassin mainly.
Jobs in this time: Assassin -Ongoing
Captain in the army - Think she's dead
Alchemist - Ongoing
Librarian - Whenever she needs money or peace.
Singer - Whenever she needs money.
Appearance: Dark brown hair, almost black, bright blue eyes, slightly tanned skin, slim muscular figure, tall, fast, agile, strong. Enjoys the 1940's style, reminding her of home or her time at least but enjoys wearing leather trousers, white shirts and blazers much like her uniform. Does have a jacket with her old badges on from being in the Army.
Personality: Arlene is a determined soul, fighting till the end no matter what. She's patriotic whenever someone goes against her home OR on her birthday. She has a fiery spirit and temper, not shy to hold back whats on her mind unless it conflicts with her heart. She's not trusting and not that great with people touching her, having flashbacks from her mother beating her or from the war or the missions. She suffers from a mild PTSD but it rarely shows up. When it does it is strong and renders her unable to leave her bedroom due to fright and anxiety. When someone does get into her stone heart, she's kind and loyal and caring, never wanting to be apart from the one she's shown kindness too. She sings and dances, often speaking in 1940's slang, never wanting to part with that part of herself. She's possessive, protective, quick to the point and a keen fighter. Despite the mild PTSD, she does not stop going on missions finding that they push that part away due to obsessing/focusing over the job. Arlene never backs down. She's the top dog. Not the underdog.
~Admin~
