Post by Unnur Liefsdóttir on Apr 26, 2014 14:53:37 GMT -5
Love | Unnur is not stranged from the concept of love, regardless of how she chooses to show herself to the outside eye. As any other child, she was born from a mother's womb. She was raised by the same caring parent for years, in the cosy hearth of a pretty little cottage all the way up on the top of a snow-capped mountain. Crudely, clumsily, perhaps, but lovingly all the same. She knows love. She loves her late mother, she loves food, she loves other people on ocassion. But, despite knowing familial and unconditional love, romance is not something she's experienced before—or even thinks about, at present. |
Neutral | Everyone starts out as a neutral entity in this brat's wonder-filled eyes after a regular first encounter, though perhaps neutral dislike would be a better word to describe her sentiments on new meetings. Getting on Unnur's good graces, however, happens to be a lot less difficult than forcing her to open up, even if this doesn't necessarily correlate with a friendlier disposition. She will tolerate almost anyone, as long as they don't try to interfere with her fun or her travels or delicious meals, and as long as their last name isn't Warner and their first isn't Eugene, and treat them accordingly. More often than not, she will also forget faces just as easily as she can treat them in a civil manner.[googlefont="Montserrat"][googlefont="Roboto"][googlefont="News Cycle"][googlefont="Open Sans Condensed:300"] |
Hate ♠Warner | There is only one person Unnur can confidently claim she hates, and that is, ironically enough, her lame-ass robin. Grown-up and all, the young trainer still thinks of him as lame and annoying. She hates him very much. |
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They were watching, out there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea.❞
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They were watching, out there past men's knowing, where stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea.❞
Udumbarafemale · thirteen · demisexual
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