Post by Mila Gaila Lavushkiva on Aug 24, 2009 4:57:56 GMT -5
••Who am I to not be known?
MilaGailaLavushkiva
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♦♦I am a Woman and i am about 23 years You can contact me via private message. I currently live in the gmt +2 time zone.[/center]
••''Let Me Tell You Something Here...
Interests:[/font]Animals, nature, arts, cooking and hunting
Fears/Hates:Snakes, racism, Santa Claus, pink, jazz music
Addictions:Hunting, riding, talking Finnish, taking care of animals.
Characters Position:[/font] [Other]
If Other, what is it?: Hermit
••''My Once Upon a time...[/i][/color][/size]
Family:Mother Helena who still lives in Finland. Father Feodor Efimovits Lavushkiv who's dead. She knows she has a sibling who's currently unknown to her.
Description:
Personality:[/font]
Very stubborn and lively young woman, who has a soft spot in her heart when it comes to animals. Mila was mostly raised in Finland so she has lot of guts and nerve to say things straightly. Still she's kind and gentle and likes to help if she can. Mila can be fierce but she would never raise a hand without a meaning or at least without a good reason. She has also a good ability to ignore things and sometimes her memory is pretty much... not available. If she wants so.
Mila fears and hates snakes. When she sees one she first freezes and then, if possible, kills it. Usually she doesn't do anything abnormal to wild animals but she has so bad memories about snakes that she doesn't think before acting. It seems that there is nothing else in the nature what she would fear. She doesn't usually trust strangers because she has had bad experiences in elementary school. Still with her Finnish and Russian background Mila normally comes along with almost everybody but she doesn't waste time on people she doesn't like or feels herself nervous with them around. Sometimes she even gives her second name instead of her real name. Mila can be very skeptical and usually she can tell if somebody is not being honest.
With friends or family Mila is very kind, helpful, speaks a lot and she shows her love to them very easily. She's very devoted to her mother Helena and those few friends she has. Animals she treats with tenderness and love. She adores her horse and fox and takes very good care of them. Animals come first if Mila is on her cottage and if there's anything to do in the yard or the 'house' she does it first before she thinks about herself. You could say that Mila has been so much with animals that she feels sometimes herself more animal than human. Animals never lie and they tell you what they are going to do next. Animals won't usually bite before warning. Sometimes she does feel herself lonely, but there hasn't been a single man who would have been good enough to her or would even understand this woman from cold lands. Mila doesn't even try to understand them and that's why she's still alone with her dear animals.
History:
Mila was born in Kempele, a small town in northern Finland. Her mother was very loving and her Russian father was sometimes pretty hasty but still kind. Ever since she was a little girl Mila often wandered around forests and she had the chance to grow to be self-depended and brave woman. Animals were never about to harm her since they all seemed to like the little girl with bright-red hair. It didn't mean anything did she found a wounded rabbit, fox, racoon or much bigger, she brought them all home, nursed them and finally set them free. Some animals stayed near but still kept their freedom. Mother Helena never said 'no' to these kind of things since she was too kind-hearted. Father Feodor sometimes made a fuss but finally gave up to his stubborn daughter. Instead of that he began to teach some useful skills to the child he called Pentu (Cub) or some names which had something to do with fire. He thought how to survive in forest, how to make a hut, how to hunt etc.
When she became older she had to have an education but it wasn't so easy for a girl who had grown in the forest. Classmates didn't like her and she didn't like them. But when her mother wished for her graduation, she couldn't say no. After graduation Mila decided to stay in Russia for some time with her dad. They visited Siberia and few other places before she was even 17. Year after that they were going back to Finland and Mila couldn't wait to see her mother. They were happily reunited and Mila had grown to be more patient and tolerant towards new things and people. Still she didn't like them too much. She was a bit reclusive sometimes but still she had come a social person. Feodor and Helena were thinking that maybe they all three should go somewhere, but life had something else on its mind. In the spring Feodor was walking on the yard and didn't notice a snakes nest until he stepped on it and little snakes, full of poison, bit him several times on his legs. There was nothing to be done and Mila lost her father and Helena her husband. He was buried on the forest and Mila was very depressed.
Some time after that she wasn't able to handle the memories of home or the hut and decided to leave Finland for good. She had always liked to draw and paint so she went to Ashford Academy. She even made some friends and little bustle with the boys. Mila had a boyfriend for a while, but in the end she liked to be more alone than with someone who had no same kind of background as she had. So she graduated from Ashford Academy and decided to have a place of her own. Like she and her family had had. As an inventive women she build it on her own on the deep forest in Area 11. That piece of forest reminded a little bit Finnish forests and there was a little pond/lake so it was perfect. Mila went to Finland for a couple of months and when she came back she had a horse and a fox with her. To the toll she told that it was a rare kind of Finnish dog and it went trough. Fortunately. Since those days Mila has mostly spent her time at her cottage and in the forest painting, hunting, living, but sometimes visiting towns too. When she's at town the horse and the fox are alone at her place and are waiting her on they own. They are doing just fine because Mila has taught them well.
Goal or Dream:
Mila wishes to have a foal from her dear mare, but as a Finnhorse, it's pretty impossible in Area 11. She has thought to find a stallion good enough to her mare and have a foal for it. All Mila's dreams seem to include animals and her cottage or traveling somewhere. She has nothing else to wish for. Maybe selling her paintings in her own gallery and not in some weird gift shops.
••'' Hey! I am not done yet...[/color][/size]
Faction:(Europian Union)
••'' Something is not quite done here...[/color]
About you:
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*Brief example of Role Play:[/font]
Forest was never quiet, unless there was something going on. But for now the birds were singing and sky was clear. Mila was sitting on the yard and petting her fox while thinking the things to do in this day. There wasn't much, but still she could always start to carve something from wood. Maybe a wooden spoon. The fox had eaten the one she had had. But she wasn't mad, her pet was growing new teeth so it was chewing everything right now. Pretty much everything. Ginger colored horse was walking around and eating little leafs from bushes. Sometimes she raised her head and made little sounds to discuss with her owner who answered with her own language.
She would have to go to the town soon and the idea wasn't amusing, but she had to do it. All her painting stuff had run out and some particular fox who was not to be named had been eating her brushes... All of them. Oh well. Luna the fox was young. But to go to the town... at this point it didn't make her happy at all. Now was the time she just wanted to be alone. No people around, just her and her animals.
Mila looked at the house and stood up. If she had to go to the town she had to make everything fine here and lock the place up. This time she would take her horse and ride some of the journey and leave the mare into the woods. The mare would wait and if someone would come she could just run away and come back to the cottage. Yeah. What were the things she had to take with her? Money yes, some clothes just in case, hat, robe and her dark green bag. When all was done she putted Luna out, whistled to the horse and jumped on it. Luna went under the cottage, there was her little den, and stayed there. Probably she would be under there until she would come back. Oh it was so young still. If she would have been older she had been somewhere in forest. Soon that they would also come, but now the fox was her little baby who wanted to be with her every second. The mare started to walk, she knew the road, and Mila enjoyed. Waving steps and mares muscular back with just a blanket on it. The warmth of the horse. Everything was so familiar and she closed her eyes. She didn't have to look, the mare would take her where she wanted and it would never do any harm to her. The mare was so used to the forest's animals so even a moose didn't scared it. Yeah. Maybe this would be a nice trip.
*Role Playing Experience in Years:I've role played since I was 13 years old and in a various places. I can't even recall them all, but the most important places have been Reviiri, Cave Canem, Plastic Boys, Lonely Moon, etc.
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