Age
27

Occupation
Information Technology (IT)



Appearance
Liv stands at the height of 5’10, her height coming mostly from her lean muscled legs that are described often by others as “legs that go on for miles”. She has a soft hourglass figure and roughly weights about 135 pounds at her maximum weight. Platinum blonde hair falls just above her shoulders in cascading waves to frame a softly chiseled face. A dust of light freckles across her features add color to her ivory pale skin. Her eyes are a stormy blue that often like to change depending on her make up or clothing color which can make her eyes anything from an almost gray or a brighter blue.

Personality
Liv is a serious type of person and doesn’t have time to deal with anyone’s bull so if you don’t want to be called on it then she isn’t the woman you want to be around. She has a sharp tongue and is always ready to through out a pun or quip if it is fitting. She is calm and collected in most situations unless you get in her face and the you will meet fire with fire. Now, one wouldn’t say she is surly as she does have her soft points. She is soft and gentle with around children or those she views as such. Once you have her trust and friendship, she is fiercely protective and could not find a better person to depend on. She will calmly listen to your woes and if she needs to take action then she has no problem standing by your side in a scuff.

Skills

Major Skills

• Hacking - She alters system or security features to accomplish a goal that differs from the original purpose of the system
• Gaslighting - form of manipulation that seeks to sow seeds of doubt in a targeted individual or in members of a targeted group, hoping to make them question their own memory, perception, and sanity.
• Kick Boxing - She trades her ballet shoes for a pair of gloves, wanting to keep in shape but also learn to defend herself if the need should arise.

Minor Skills

• Face Prosthetic Makeup - She is fairly good a sculpting the clay as long as the project is simple and not a full face mask. She is learning which mixtures work best but some just don’t come out beautifully as hoped. This is where the internet is a great help.
• Lockpicking - She does not have enough skills to open everything, a simple lock or deadbolt she can do but it takes her far to long for it to be a truly useful thing. The internet can only be so helpful while you learn the feel of each lock.
• Stealing - She has nibble fingers and can be light to the touch but she has a long way to go before she can steal any heavy objects. For now, only small items can be obtained. If she was given a whole room to search, well that might be a different story.

Your Lie
Most would say that Liv had the fairy tail dream, the perfect life many could only wish for. Her childhood was a simple life in the city, living in the same house on the corner till she was off to college. She had loving parents that pushed her to do her best and encouraged her to follow her dreams which made Liv strive to reach her goals, be it ballet or building a computer from scratch with her father. It was during college that she bumped into the man that would later become her husband. They were the pair that seemed to never fight and if they did then it blew over too fast, each one not able to stay mad long. After years together, he asked her to be his wife and everything fell into place. They married on a beach surrounded by friends and family, got a small place together that had room for growth and soon a little one was on the way. However, that all changed in a flash and crumbled down around her. It is scary to know that one moment can change everything. In an instant, she had almost lost everything.

A pair of stormy blue eyes fluttered open, noise dulled, vision blurred and her head pounded. She felt drowsy, the world around her seeming in slow motion as it took all her effort to breathe as pain coursed through her. It took her mind time to catch up, understand what had happened or where she was. Liv remembered the highlights, a feeling of being jerked roughly to the side as her hands moved to protectively hug....eyes widened, panic setting in as she realized her position. They had been in a crash, she was practically hanging in the seat but that didn’t matter as her hand went to the large bump of her pregnant belly. Another flush of pain hit and she gritted her teeth, crying and praying help would come for them as she hadn’t even been able to look to James yet.

Liv forced one of her hands away from her belly and moved the long wavy strands of blonde hair that was blocking her view. It would have been better if she hadn’t awoken from her slumber as the view she saw next made her cry out. James was in a twist of metal, she couldn’t tell where he was and the metal began. It was as if all had become silent, she didn’t hear the sirens, didn’t notice when the smashed metal that had once been her door had been pulled away to reveal the night air or flashing lights, and certainly hadn’t heard the voice that was trying to sooth her as they worked to get her out. She didn’t mean to struggle, she hadn’t meant to cry for him or tell them to get him out of the car first but she had because this had to be a nightmare.

In the back of an ambulance, her son had not been able to wait to greet the world. The day that should have been so happy falling into such chaos. She fell into depression, hacking off her long hair and not even being able to look at her son. The family helped her and understood that she needed to grieve but they were worried that maybe more was going on here. It had been a good month of living with her parents when in the night she had heard him crying, going to him and looking down into his crib. Liv picked him up and it was like all she had held back let lose, she held her son close, rocking him gently as tears rolled down her cheeks. James was still here, in the little boy they had both created and she had almost forgotten it all because she was afraid that it would bring up all the bad memories but it hadn’t. He had brought her the good ones. Liv knew then she needed to be a better mother and be their for Aaron. She would be present and show him all the love she had to give. That was the day she had turned it around. She started learning how to cook, moved back home and started her job back up. Aaron being the happiest and sweetest toddler anyone could meet. It seemed life, though not as perfect as it was before could still be pretty wonderful.

Your Truth
The truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a time, but it isn't going away.

Theme Song



Misc

• Loves to dance, this is most due to years of ballet during her childhood
• Loves the rain and snow even though it means having to bundle up.
• Likes baking and cooking, a passion she found while trying to learn more to take better care of her son since she was never the best cook before then.
• Likes sweets, if it can be on the go then even better
• Hates people that think they are better then everyone else
• Hates lairs and backstabbers
• Hates knives