The Painted Lady
Keyblade Wielder #4
Wies' weapon is a light keyblade suited for speed and maneuverability, thus increasing the users speed of movement.
- Spark:A weak and ineffective variant of basic Thunder spells. Due to Wies lack of skill, the spell most often only produces a spark of electricity equivalent to little more than a static shock. However, the few times she manages to produce a decent amount of energy, the electricity forms as a long whip like shape. How well she can control said whip is unfortunately another matter entirely.
- Breeze:Much like her Push & Pull, this is a low power version of the Aero spell family. The spell forms a light wind around her feet, blowing upward. The gust is only strong enough to rustle light fabric. Like its electric counterpart this spell every once and a while produces a strong wind force, the force still originates from around her feet but without proper control tends to launch herself and near by objects back with strong force.
If one were asked to describe Wies in one word the first thing that would come to most peoples minds are things like unmotivated, slacker, lazy, delinquent. And for the most part, she would not disagree with such an assessment. After all, disagreeing would mean arguing her own side, defiantly not worth the effort! In her own mind she has a laid back and carefree attitude but to others that would not quite be the case. In reality she is a bit venomous in her disregard for things. She is quick to quit when something appears to be going anything less from smoothly and can become rather snippy if pushed to continue on.
Underneath the slothful, snappish shell Wies is someone with a lack of much confidence or security in herself or others. Because of this she becomes very anxious when involved in activities she is not very, very familiar with. This in turn breeds the lazy attitude she holds as an effort to remove herself from a situation and thus not causing trouble for herself or others with mistakes or failures. The girls snippy tongue is naturally another side effect of her anxiety, essentially a subconscious last ditch effort to get out of a situation by simply being unpleasant to be around.
Being unmotivated and dismissive of others however does not mean Wies is a person without her own set of likes and dislikes. From a young age she was very fond of music, and branching off from that had developed a liking for dance. Even now she still does enjoy dance but with her new attitude would deny that up and down if it ever came up. Her love of music has not declined or been hidden though, after all, you cant mess up listening to a good song. In her better moods she can be seen commonly humming a tune, maybe even with an uncharacteristic bounce or sway in her step. However, once again considering her touchy attitude it can be rare to see one of her 'better moods'
Contrasting the fondness of music, her interest in art is a more recently developed interest. The interest was something which came out of searching for something she could spend time on without risking making trouble for others or making a fool of herself. This lead her to begin collecting books of paintings or sketches which she could often be seen flipping through.
Her dislikes on the otherhand would be much more general. Obviously the girl would dislike expending much effort especially if it involved doing something for someone else. Because of her lack of effort she also has a bit of a dislike for very energetic individuals, who can often make her feel exhausted and visually uncomfortable.
Wies was not someone who grew up wanting or experiencing what most would consider any real hardship. She was born into money and privilege with a stable family of herself, mother, father, and a brother two years younger than herself. The family she was born into made their living selling top class gummi constructs, and with the price of the things it was a hell of a living they made. Her parents, busy as they were, had always been seen as trustworthy people who did everything in their power to keep up the standard of quality the family had built up over generations as well as perfect roll models to their two children. Obviously the girls mother and father who prided themselves on having exquisite builds and top notch management would have high hopes for their eldest child to take over the business in their wake, then bring their son into the mix soon after. They worked to groom the siblings for success, giving them the best education and upbringing possible. Things went well for a time with both of them eagerly undergoing studies in effort to make their parents proud
However, as time went on it would become painfully apparent due to many mistakes and mishaps, Wies simply did not have the right stuff to mold the gummies herself nor properly manage the business, despite much effort at doing so. It seemed hard as they tried she could not wrap her head around how the more complicated things worked and how everything fit together, nor could she make sound decisions on how to organize time or assets. Now she had plenty of ideas for things such as design or aesthetics, but none of the technical know how to make any of it a reality. It seemed that she would have no other choice but to relinquish any hopes of continuing their business entirely to her younger brother who had developed the required skills far easier.
But still, she kept on stubbornly trying to teach herself in her free time, until something unexpected happened. While attempting to work gummi blocks into the shape she could picture in her mind, the tool she held was suddenly replaced in a flash of light by something else entirely. In her hand was a newly formed keyblade, the girl hardly knew what to think at the suddenness of it all. She quickly showed her parents who were just as surprised as she was. Secretly, they felt a bit of relief as well. Perhaps their daughter would have talent with something after all. However word had already gotten out about her failures in the family business, they insisted she have private lessons with the key and the abilities granted by it. Reputation couldn’t afford anymore embarrassment, surely she could not be send to Nuvos completely untrained.
This understandably put a great deal of pressure on Wies who had long since realized how trouble her parents were by her lack of talent in their business. Thus she wished to gain skill as quickly as she could, in order to prove there was something
she was good at, and in order to cease causing what she perceived as trouble for her family. Unfortunately, she struggled and floundered under the pressure she had placed on herself. Her ability to cast spells was barely anything at all, and when she could muster something decent her control was abysmal, often leading to collateral damage. Her grasp of swordplay too was lackluster, her swings being poorly timed and her footwork being unsteady. Eventually, as failures racked up, she began to crack under the pressure. She became harsh on both herself and those around her, lashing out at teachers insisting they were failing to give proper instruction while inside cursing herself for being incapable. Eventually she gave up, but her parents would not, still wanting to see their daughter succeed with the uncommon ability given to her. But Wies was stubborn, she would dodge questions for a long time and refuse much interaction for quite some time, until recently. Not long ago the girl gave up refusing her parents ideas, leaving them to send her off to Nuvos for what they would hope would be more proper training.