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Parents: Erast and Bella Aksakova
Siblings: Lada (19) and Nikon (17),
Half brother: Rafael Janssen (26) -- unknown
Age: 21 (2047) -- Birthdate: Aug 8th
Description: 5'5"(1.651m) weighing approximately 140lbs(63.5kg) with natural blond hair
Reborn God: Ninkasi was the Mesopotamian goddess of beer and brewing
Channeler: Learner
Occupation: Student at Moscow University -- Fashion Journalism
Psychological: A social butterfly, center of attention and life of the party. She isn't a socialite but wants to be and will do anything in her power to get there. As long as you aren't taking her down she's warm and generous but get in the way of her fun and she goes the total opposite direction. She's self-centered and lazy unless it's about getting what she wants to have a good time/fun. Then she'll do anything. Her tastes are expensive -- well beyond what she can afford. She likes bright colors and her clothes always stand out in a crowd. She does not like to be ignored.
Before she was born her mother and father had some problems -- she'd only heard rumors of it, but Flora had heard them. Dad had gotten in trouble, accused of murder of a woman and he was acquitted. He didn't do it. But he did have an affair with the woman. Mom had forgiven him. It was all good. Their life was good.
But her dad didn't have a completely good life. People still remembered the trial. He kept jobs like he drank -- on and off. But he was faithful. And he was a good father -- he wasn't abusive at all. He did get angry. But he didn't hurt anyone -- Flora didn't believe he could kill that woman and people gave him a hard shake -- he had been not guilty but it didn't change perceptions.
Erast Aksakova ran his own construction business. Sometimes times were good -- others not so good. Bella was a waitress at a local coffee shop, Artskaf. Bella flit between jobs now that the kids were all grown -- she had no real talents.
When the carnival stopped in Moscow and grew roots it was a haunt she frequented often. She liked the bright colors and the fanciful shows. She found kinship in their antics, she liked to sneak into the private areas after hours that's where the real parties were. She met Lalitha there. They were fast friends giggling and being part of the carnival -- the party was a party of her soul. It fueled her.
Her family didn't have money but they got by. Flora watched the upper echelon with envy. And she wanted that.
She got a flare for stealing high-end scarves and jewelry when she was young. She got caught a few times, but with enough crying and manipulation she didn't get charged. Apologize and returning the items fixed those few times.
And she made sure her mom and dad didn't know about them. Though she suspected they knew. Sometimes her lies weren't believed -- but she even got good at those.
Flora frequented the places she shouldn't. Sneaking in when she couldn't legally get in, or finding someone other way inside. Her "license" had been wrong since she learned how to find someone to change it for her. She could get into just about any place but she was of age for everything now everywhere.
She shouldn't have been there when she found the coin. She had kept it secret for months before she pulled it out again and found the source. She'd found him one rainy night. He helped her. She worshiped him for it. He gave her the life she wanted. All she had to do was sell for him. And it wasn't hard. It was easy really. She just had to be herself.
Zeke was a good boss and she got to hang out at Zaranitsa’s Dream just inside the Nebesa’s Gate casino. The club was dreamy and that's where she sold, but she could make a sell just about anywhere in the casino, it all allowed her to mingle in circles she didn't belong -- her parents didn't know. She kept a secret stash of high end stolen clothes in a storage unit closer to the school.
Siblings: Lada (19) and Nikon (17),
Half brother: Rafael Janssen (26) -- unknown
Age: 21 (2047) -- Birthdate: Aug 8th
Description: 5'5"(1.651m) weighing approximately 140lbs(63.5kg) with natural blond hair
Reborn God: Ninkasi was the Mesopotamian goddess of beer and brewing
Channeler: Learner
Occupation: Student at Moscow University -- Fashion Journalism
Psychological: A social butterfly, center of attention and life of the party. She isn't a socialite but wants to be and will do anything in her power to get there. As long as you aren't taking her down she's warm and generous but get in the way of her fun and she goes the total opposite direction. She's self-centered and lazy unless it's about getting what she wants to have a good time/fun. Then she'll do anything. Her tastes are expensive -- well beyond what she can afford. She likes bright colors and her clothes always stand out in a crowd. She does not like to be ignored.
Before she was born her mother and father had some problems -- she'd only heard rumors of it, but Flora had heard them. Dad had gotten in trouble, accused of murder of a woman and he was acquitted. He didn't do it. But he did have an affair with the woman. Mom had forgiven him. It was all good. Their life was good.
But her dad didn't have a completely good life. People still remembered the trial. He kept jobs like he drank -- on and off. But he was faithful. And he was a good father -- he wasn't abusive at all. He did get angry. But he didn't hurt anyone -- Flora didn't believe he could kill that woman and people gave him a hard shake -- he had been not guilty but it didn't change perceptions.
Erast Aksakova ran his own construction business. Sometimes times were good -- others not so good. Bella was a waitress at a local coffee shop, Artskaf. Bella flit between jobs now that the kids were all grown -- she had no real talents.
When the carnival stopped in Moscow and grew roots it was a haunt she frequented often. She liked the bright colors and the fanciful shows. She found kinship in their antics, she liked to sneak into the private areas after hours that's where the real parties were. She met Lalitha there. They were fast friends giggling and being part of the carnival -- the party was a party of her soul. It fueled her.
Her family didn't have money but they got by. Flora watched the upper echelon with envy. And she wanted that.
She got a flare for stealing high-end scarves and jewelry when she was young. She got caught a few times, but with enough crying and manipulation she didn't get charged. Apologize and returning the items fixed those few times.
And she made sure her mom and dad didn't know about them. Though she suspected they knew. Sometimes her lies weren't believed -- but she even got good at those.
Flora frequented the places she shouldn't. Sneaking in when she couldn't legally get in, or finding someone other way inside. Her "license" had been wrong since she learned how to find someone to change it for her. She could get into just about any place but she was of age for everything now everywhere.
She shouldn't have been there when she found the coin. She had kept it secret for months before she pulled it out again and found the source. She'd found him one rainy night. He helped her. She worshiped him for it. He gave her the life she wanted. All she had to do was sell for him. And it wasn't hard. It was easy really. She just had to be herself.
Zeke was a good boss and she got to hang out at Zaranitsa’s Dream just inside the Nebesa’s Gate casino. The club was dreamy and that's where she sold, but she could make a sell just about anywhere in the casino, it all allowed her to mingle in circles she didn't belong -- her parents didn't know. She kept a secret stash of high end stolen clothes in a storage unit closer to the school.