Post by wolfiso on Mar 24, 2011 14:04:16 GMT -8
Name: Cassandra Amonasro
Aliases: Sandra Black at her legitimate work in NYC, Brandy Sandy in Boston, Cassie Jefferson to her contacts in the newspapers.
Age: 32
Build: This queen is all leg. Hips just slightly swelled and B cup bosomed. The real trick is her carriage which sways her slim tail and hips without bouncing the rest of her body.
Origin: Born in Connecticut
Vocation: Saying she worked as a hired blade would be indelicate. Corporate espionage and sabotage was closer. She preferred to think of it as helping Lady Luck tip the hand of fate. She specializes in subtle damage. Not "I beat someone up and leave them where someone will find them and see that I have power." Rather she weakens an inseam to let it rip at an indelicate time, or infects foodstuffs to bring about food poisoning, she introduces termites to homes, or wears the same gown as a certain queen and looks better in it.
Job:, she invests her money in the stock market, and sometimes skims some profits off of exceptionably well performing investments.
Eyes: Brown with hints of amber toward the iris
Hair: Short brown/black A-line Bob. Naturally straight and sleek
Scars: faded line from a compact fracture on one arm.
Fur/Markings: short abyssinian, shades of ticked tan ventrally, blending to darker browns dorsally. Dark natural markings resemble eyeliner along the upper lid.
Attire: Modestly fashionable, higher skirts, low heels, short jackets, long waisted blouses, cloches
Accessories: A fountain pen she keeps in a special case in her purse. A gift from an old boss she charmed before she ruined him.
WOC: Although she owns a handgun, she prefers her knife for most things.
Appearance: Cassandra is one of those people who continue to look good in each passing fashion. Knowing she is too old to ape the childishness of the young flappers, she lets herself exude the sly poise of a femme fatale
Personality: She is restrained and laconic in her speech. When truly angered her reserve turns icy and coldly vicious. Impossibly slow to trust, others she holds herself at a distance socially. She has always acted older than she is, which sometimes rubs people the wrong way if they think she is being condescending.
Special skills: urban tracking, mixing chemical poisons, bribes,
Weaknesses: Prideful, Growing farsighted.
Fears: Dependancy, making the wrong judgement
Likes: Brandy, intelligent conversation, applying rules in unexpected ways
Dislikes: unsubtle manipulation, women who hide their own cleverness, Cat’s who don’t appreciate the value of silence to hide a fool’s tongue.
History: She grew up in a working class household, once she was old enough to hold a dustrag her mother took her to work as a maid in a high class household. For a time the lady of the house was delighted with the child and used her as a doll, dressing her up, teaching her to behave like a lady and develop her natural wit. She hit puberty and the lady of the household lost interest. Cassandra went to live with her grandmother and developed her skills in subterfuge and manipulation.
When her grandmother died she moved to Felidae and found work as a bank teller, where she skimmed enough money to live for awhile, even if she lost her job. While there she met Genghis and they became very close. Eventually she assisted him by driving a rival gang out of town. However, Jones caught her and rather than turn her in, blackmailed her into working for him. She completed one distasteful task for Jones and fled Felidae without a word to Genghis.
She’s been operating in other cities up and down the coast since then, building her money by dealing with banks, both legitimately and illegitimately. Toppling and shoring up parts of the underworld, trying to create a stable power balance.
Love Interest: none that she’ll admit.
Quotes: “Foolish little kit. Did you honestly think inheritance meant you had any right to rule?”
Theme Song: None (yet)
Color Code: Cassandra Amonasro
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Aliases: Sandra Black at her legitimate work in NYC, Brandy Sandy in Boston, Cassie Jefferson to her contacts in the newspapers.
Age: 32
Build: This queen is all leg. Hips just slightly swelled and B cup bosomed. The real trick is her carriage which sways her slim tail and hips without bouncing the rest of her body.
Origin: Born in Connecticut
Vocation: Saying she worked as a hired blade would be indelicate. Corporate espionage and sabotage was closer. She preferred to think of it as helping Lady Luck tip the hand of fate. She specializes in subtle damage. Not "I beat someone up and leave them where someone will find them and see that I have power." Rather she weakens an inseam to let it rip at an indelicate time, or infects foodstuffs to bring about food poisoning, she introduces termites to homes, or wears the same gown as a certain queen and looks better in it.
Job:, she invests her money in the stock market, and sometimes skims some profits off of exceptionably well performing investments.
Eyes: Brown with hints of amber toward the iris
Hair: Short brown/black A-line Bob. Naturally straight and sleek
Scars: faded line from a compact fracture on one arm.
Fur/Markings: short abyssinian, shades of ticked tan ventrally, blending to darker browns dorsally. Dark natural markings resemble eyeliner along the upper lid.
Attire: Modestly fashionable, higher skirts, low heels, short jackets, long waisted blouses, cloches
Accessories: A fountain pen she keeps in a special case in her purse. A gift from an old boss she charmed before she ruined him.
WOC: Although she owns a handgun, she prefers her knife for most things.
Appearance: Cassandra is one of those people who continue to look good in each passing fashion. Knowing she is too old to ape the childishness of the young flappers, she lets herself exude the sly poise of a femme fatale
Personality: She is restrained and laconic in her speech. When truly angered her reserve turns icy and coldly vicious. Impossibly slow to trust, others she holds herself at a distance socially. She has always acted older than she is, which sometimes rubs people the wrong way if they think she is being condescending.
Special skills: urban tracking, mixing chemical poisons, bribes,
Weaknesses: Prideful, Growing farsighted.
Fears: Dependancy, making the wrong judgement
Likes: Brandy, intelligent conversation, applying rules in unexpected ways
Dislikes: unsubtle manipulation, women who hide their own cleverness, Cat’s who don’t appreciate the value of silence to hide a fool’s tongue.
History: She grew up in a working class household, once she was old enough to hold a dustrag her mother took her to work as a maid in a high class household. For a time the lady of the house was delighted with the child and used her as a doll, dressing her up, teaching her to behave like a lady and develop her natural wit. She hit puberty and the lady of the household lost interest. Cassandra went to live with her grandmother and developed her skills in subterfuge and manipulation.
When her grandmother died she moved to Felidae and found work as a bank teller, where she skimmed enough money to live for awhile, even if she lost her job. While there she met Genghis and they became very close. Eventually she assisted him by driving a rival gang out of town. However, Jones caught her and rather than turn her in, blackmailed her into working for him. She completed one distasteful task for Jones and fled Felidae without a word to Genghis.
She’s been operating in other cities up and down the coast since then, building her money by dealing with banks, both legitimately and illegitimately. Toppling and shoring up parts of the underworld, trying to create a stable power balance.
Love Interest: none that she’ll admit.
Quotes: “Foolish little kit. Did you honestly think inheritance meant you had any right to rule?”
Theme Song: None (yet)
Color Code: Cassandra Amonasro
Code:
