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- OOC First Name
- Jessye
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- Willow Wand 13 1/4" Essence of Veela Hair
- Age
- 12/2008
When Alyssa mouthed back that he didn't think his dad knew she gave him a look that told him to relax, she knew how to handle this if things got bad because she refused to let Alphonse hurt Vincent or his dad. As her father went off she felt a lot of pity for Amauri and Vincent as she heard about his Mom and how she died, she was probably very pretty and very sweet. "Thats so sad. I'm so sorry!" A soft frown marred Alyssa's beautiful face, sadness didn't suit her but she wanted Vincent and his father to know that she was sorry and not like her father when it came to being compassionate, and feeling sorrow for others. Alyssa didn't care if she was an Auror or not, she preferred those people to the Death Eaters anyways and if she could she could run to hide behind Vincent and his father. With one soft look and when her chin was roughly released she took a couple of steps back until she turned and stood next to Vincent and his father, she felt safer next to them anyways. "I don't think Vincent is capable of that Sir, he's really sweet...he apparently wasn't raised like you tried to raise me." Alyssa muttered under her breath, her father wanted her to become a Death Eater but she refused because she hated them so much and was more terrified of them they she ever wanted to let on. They fed off the misery and fears of others, she swore to god it's what they did.
Suddenly Alyssa let out a loud sneeze follow by a few sniffles. "Oh excuse me." She blushed and sniffled again, to her dismay she thought she was getting sick again and even worse she was getting sick in front of Vincent and his father. Even her head was beginning to feel a little stuffy, but she pushed that all back as she waited for her father to act on something, maybe he would let her stay with Vincent a bit longer.
Suddenly Alyssa let out a loud sneeze follow by a few sniffles. "Oh excuse me." She blushed and sniffled again, to her dismay she thought she was getting sick again and even worse she was getting sick in front of Vincent and his father. Even her head was beginning to feel a little stuffy, but she pushed that all back as she waited for her father to act on something, maybe he would let her stay with Vincent a bit longer.