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Hazelle Anastasia Fay
Name: Hazelle Fay Alias: Haze, Hazy, Chickenlegs Age: 18 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Region: Sinnoh Class: Civilian Occupation: Pokémon Groomer
APPEARANCE
Description: The frail, 5’5” exterior is only one-sixteenth of what makes Haze a peculiar sight amid the town regulars. Rather than a cheerful grin welcoming all passerby, her crimson, usually watery eyes, supported by soft pink lips constantly twisted between a weak smile and frown is something her customers are accustomed seeing painted on that pale, heart-shaped face of hers. Because of her tendency to break into random rounds of sobbing, it's kept clean of makeup, displaying her timid expression. Haze's hair, white with some portions tinted silver, is only ever worn in two simple styles: in a long ponytail held up with a gray ribbon, or spilling over her shoulders. No matter which one she uses, however, the woman's locks are always neatly brushed in an attempt to display her skill with ensuring that others appear flawless.
Coming down from her head to her neck and body, there isn’t much to expect other than a lanky figure. Haze’s narrow waist isn’t something women envy, but something they’re glad they don’t have; for combined with her sickly skin, she has a noticeably unhealthy look. Usually, to cover up an unattractive natural appearance, some would wear distracting clothing. Haze is not one to do this. Her closet consists of neutral-colored sweatshirts and hoodies, occasionally with a fuzz ball or two clinging onto the sleeves. Outside of work, whatever fully allows her to relax at home, free of worries, is whatever she feels is okay to wear. Of course, no boss would allow one of their employees to arrive appearing unkept, with a hastily thrown-on outfit. While at her job, every inch of Haze's body is covered with carefully stitched teal fabric, the salon's logo etched on the upper right. This is what she is usually found in, due to her constantly staying indoors.
Overall, Haze is quite... sickly looking. She isn't the woman that blows men off their feet with stunningly gorgeous looks, but the very small hint of class she tries to keep does receive some attention; at least as enough as she needs.
PERSONALITY
Personality: While some may have a personality contradicting their appearance, Haze is just as shy as she looks. She does have an outer shell, revealing a slightly more open type of character when broken, but saying she instantly becomes bubbly and social is a heavy lie. It's not that she has an extreme distrust for people, it's just that one of her flaws, being quite gullible, has been used against her again and again and again. Being tricked as such can lead to ultimate embarrassment, so before the cycle can start itself over, staying silent and cautious is really her only way of ensuring that she won't be taken advantage of. It's really that simple.
Fortunately, Haze isn't too lonely cooped up inside her house. In fact, she enjoys being with only her Pokémon, trusting them with her secrets, thoughts, and ideas. It's good she does this, too, because she has a lot on her mind. Some of her ideas are silly, sure, but they eventually grow into grand suggestions that would do the community lots of good - if she would even consider telling them to an actual person. Basically, her shyness holds her back from becoming popular or doing anything useful.
However, on the battlefield, she becomes an entirely different person with every command. Determination simply leaks out of her bit by bit, pushing her to do better. Haze's Pokémon go from pets to allies in the midst of a heated fight, enjoying the challenge as much as their owner. People who at least know her a little better, like regular customers would most likely be plain shocked at the transformation, finding it completely unrealistic for timid Haze Fay... almost as if she were possessed by another being. In fact, Haze herself feels this way: confident, unafraid, truly alive. It's these times when she can see how wonderful it is to be a part of the world.
Ambitions: Simply put, all Haze truly wants in the several remaining years of her life is to make her customers happy, with their Pokémon feeling especially satisfied. That is the biggest goal of hers, mainly because she doesn't know what else there is for her to do while still being left proud.
Ever since she was a girl, Haze was this unsure. Her ambitions changed with each year, from a coordinator who dazzled audiences with her performances to a Breeder with rare Pokémon to offer, to several others, until at last, she found what she wanted: Living a generally peaceful life and getting more time to decide was what she felt comfortable with.
POKEMON
Pokedex Name: Chatot ALIAS: Beat GENDER: Male ABILITY: Tangled Feet MOVE SET: Chatter | Round | Mimic | Hyper Voice
Pokedex Name: Pachirisu ALIAS: Nutty GENDER: Female ABILITY: Run Away MOVE SET: Thunder Wave | Spark | Super Fang | Discharge
HISTORY
History: Even when she was first born, Haze was a crybaby. When the blinding lights of the delivery room hit her, all she could do was bawl, face reddened and shriveled.
OOC INFORMATION
Directory Info: [size=3][b]MOONY[/b][/size] [url=link to accepted application will be added by staff][b]Hazelle Fay[/b][/url] Face claim: [b]Vocaloid[/b] - Yowane Haku [i]Fay, Hazelle[/i]
Continuity: Original Other Characters: N/A
Tier: Tier III - Final Evo | Snorunt pokemonepoch.proboards.com/thread/2870/newbi-nook-starting-donations
RP Sample: Mornings for Haze were always the same: wake up, comb hair, get dressed for work, eat whatever cheap food that could be found in her little fridge, brush teeth, and start the fifteen-minute walk to the salon. This one was no different. The minute the same high pitched beep cut through her dreams, shaking her into reality, her hand came up to turn the blasted machine off.
Haze allowed a yawn to escape her chapped lips. "It morning already?" she mumbled, obviously only half awake.
At her sleepy question, a familiar "Tot!" sliced through the air, followed by the muffled beating of wings. The noises grew, until a small pair of talons gripped onto the young woman's nightgown. "Good morning, Beat," Haze whispered to the bird Pokémon. Gently signaling him off of her, she proceeded to stumble into the bathroom, staring at her reflection before grabbing a brush, running it through her hair multiple times and putting it in the usual ponytail. Reviewing her work with the corners of her mouth stretching upward absentmindedly, the young woman took another few large steps toward her closet.
Beat fluttered over next to his trainer, grabbing a teal uniform from the front of the line of clothes and cocking his head in question. Haze plucked the article from his grip, quickly pulling it over her body. "Thanks."
The first three steps had gone by breezily, leaving only breakfast left before launching into work. Lazily, Haze curled her hand around the pantry handle, scanning the collection of foods. During this time, Nutty and Beat had began chasing each other around her heels, their playful cries filling the apartment. "This nonsense again? Come on, it's still early and the neighbors are asleep. There's going to be time for horsing around later." she scolded, despite giggling while laying two slices of bread and butter on the table.
In unison, two annoyed groans faded away back into the bedroom, where more Pokémon noises followed. Haze, still wearing a happy look on her face, glanced at the time set on the microwave. Her smile turned into a frown, her scarlet eyes widening. Pale hands reached for the buttery bread in front of her, knocking down a glass of orange juice in the process. "Oh crap, I'm late!"
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