Olivia Friz
undisclosed residential apartment located near the slums
The best mornings for Olivia are the ones when she awakes before the silent alarm clock blares to life beside her. To her delight, Olivia had woken to just a morning. There is this moment of half-awake bliss snuggled between the sheets of Olivia's full bed. Only a slither of early morning sunlight breaks through the tightly closed blinds and makes a thin line of light across the darken blue carpet. It is in these moments that are the most innocent as the fog from sleep has yet to fade from Olivia's mind. Then the alarm screams to life, shattering the peaceful silence and tranquil fog. Thoughts swarm through her head like a chaotic storm. In one quick movement, Olivia turns off the alarm and springs from bed. Once the alarm signals the beginning of her day, routine takes over. Bed made, shower started, teeth brushed, wash away the last of the fog under the warm streams, shower off. Hair is fixed into a tight ponytail and makeup is placed strategically like a mask, her blouse and pants pulled on like armor. The last piece, a black Glock, is hosteled nestled under her jacket. Olivia inspect herself in the mirror of her bedroom with sharp eyes before collecting her laptop bag, and phone and exiting the small bedroom.
The quiet living room is ignored as Olivia walk toward her front door. Just like her bedroom, it has been left in a organized manor with the curtains pulled across large windows overlooking the city outside.
The Realtor had praised the modern condo, despite its shady location. She called it a cozy space that could host a variety of social gatherings. In the end, its closeness to the clinic was what sold it. A bright day greeted Olivia when she appears outside and heads for her car. In the distance, she could hear traffic, faint sirens and children screaming with laughter. A low rider cruised by and hip-hop plays loudly. This was the L.A Olivia loves, the energy that radiated off the city of fallen angels was always with her.
L.A Hope Clinic
The hope clinic doesn't really look like a clinic, a stone and metal two story building seems to loom over its neighbors. with cameras covering every angle, and arm guards inside, the hope clinic seem more like a fortress. weapons and drugs are taken in the lobby and return upon leaving and gang colors are removed. It had taken a long time, but Olivia had made the hope clinic a neutral and safe place. Olivia remembers this as she pulls into the parking lot behind the clinic and she has to take a moment to breath. Coffee and donuts sit cooling on the seat next to her, but Olivia does not pay them any mind. She mentally prepares for what might be waiting through the doors of her clinc. Her belief in God changes from day to day, but this morning Olivia was feeling catholic and decides to mumbles a small prayer. A loud knock shakes her to reality but the man at her driver window was only a security officer.
"Sorry Doc, looked like you were having a stroke in there." he opens the door for Olivia and she hands him a tray of coffee and donuts box.
"How about you leave the diagnoses to me Ron. But I appreciate the concern" Olivia replies with a smile. The two walk quickly toward the entrance located in the back for staff. With a swap of her keycard, the door clicks open and cool air condition rushes pass them. They make a beeline for her office, stopping at the breakroom to exchange good mornings with the arriving staff and good nights with the departing graveyard shippers. The coffee and are abandoned with the staff and Olivia shuts the door to her office.
"Whats the damage so far?" Olivia ask as she trades jacket for a plan white coat. It buttons into place, hiding her protection from view.
"Two OD's came in last night, according to graveyard, both where stabilized, but one decline overnight treatment and was practically dragged out by her friends . The other is being held upstairs, probably still sleeping things off." As Ron speaks, Olivia continues with her routine. Laptop placed on her desk among the neat plies of paperwork, jacket is hung up, purse locked away.
"Oh, and you better break out the champagne and party coke for this one Doc, No attempted breaks in last night! For once." Olivia laughs though it sounds more like a snort. For once, a quiet evening.
"Ok, I'll be out in a second, go ahead and start rounds Ron." He leaves silently but Olivia only has a moment of silence before there is a knock. "We have a issue in the waiting room Doctor." The tone is soft on the other side of the door, but Olivia could hear the tension in the nurse's voice. She rises and walks quickly out of the office. The day was only just beginning.
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I"m not sure about Guy being the clinic accountant. Financial things would be between Olivia, and probably a accountant within the mafia since the financial things would be shady. Maybe she throws him a bone and hires him on as muscle in case there is trouble. We can play with that idea in the rp. : )
and I agree Olivia would know just about everyone, unless some characters are newcomers to the city.
and I agree Olivia would know just about everyone, unless some characters are newcomers to the city.
So, I just had a thought. How is the circus traveling? Is it by train or caravan? Also, what are the living quarters like for the performers?
I feel like the homeless characters know each other, at least in passing.
Well, I know where my character will be when this begins. : )
I"m considering joining, but I"m still fleshing out a character. At the latest, it will up by tomorrow evening. : )
Night Terror sounds and Dark Times seems interesting.
Appearance:
Name: Dr. Olivia Anya Friz
Age: 29
Height: 5'6
Weight: 140
Occupation: mob doctor runs a free clinic in the "slum"
Personality: Olivia has always come off slightly cold and to the point at first glance. Its easy to blame her profession for this first impression. She has to appear distant if she wants to keep control of a situation. Speaking of control, it is also obvious that Olivia can be a bit of a control freak and is very organized. One of her redeeming quality is her sense of humor, the girl loves to laugh.
Bio: Olivia doesn't remember the moment when she realized what her father did for a living, the hints just seem to pile up until one day the word mobster because a defining trait of her dear dad. Whenever Olivia asked what daddy did as a child, her mother would just smile, pat her on the head and say "he helps people." Once the true surfaced, Olivia found herself unable to ignore the impact her father had on the world. It was daddy that put guns in the hands of so many people, daddy who help rich men get richer, daddy who silenced greedy or scared politicians, and it was daddy to made righteous cops disappear. Make no mistake, Olivia loves her father and her family dearly, but the aftermath of her father's work would make her sick. The sins of her father weighted on Olivia, leaving her desperate to do something good with her life. Rebelling in a mobster family turns out to be very beneficial to society. Instead of getting a tattoo or running away to rebel, Olivia got a medical degree. At first, she felt she had found a way to give back to humanity, but the politics of hospitals felt just as hollow and corrupt. Then Olivia heard the news of an old friend from her dear L.A. Her friend had an accident in the slums, she was hurt but the hospital turned her away and she died alone in the gutters. Fast forward a few months, and Olivia had resigned from her job and moved back to L.A to open a clinic near the worst part of her city. Her father funded the construction and running of the clinic , but this was not entirely free. Olivia had full run of the clinic, but her property, as well as a few other lots she bought, was also used to run some of her father's shady deals. As it stands, Olivia is doing so much good for community, but the guilt of her family and he new involvement still weights on her. But maybe the fact that she saves so many lives will save her soul.
Other:
A note about the clinic:
The L.A Hope clinic is run by Olivia and staffed by a few people. She provides free treatment for everyone. medicine is given out under the table, because it is acquired illegal to ensure there is enough. Unfortunately, she still charges for medicine but its vary cheap and she will trade favors from people who cannot pay. These favors can range from helping around the clinic, making a run for Olivia, or sometimes jobs for her family's business. Children and elderly however are given free medicine. The clinic is where her father's employes come when they are injured.
A note about Olivia:
The one thing she cannot stand is junkies. She will never sell her addictive medication to junkies, though she will still treat them.
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Name: Dr. Olivia Anya Friz
Age: 29
Height: 5'6
Weight: 140
Occupation: mob doctor runs a free clinic in the "slum"
Personality: Olivia has always come off slightly cold and to the point at first glance. Its easy to blame her profession for this first impression. She has to appear distant if she wants to keep control of a situation. Speaking of control, it is also obvious that Olivia can be a bit of a control freak and is very organized. One of her redeeming quality is her sense of humor, the girl loves to laugh.
Bio: Olivia doesn't remember the moment when she realized what her father did for a living, the hints just seem to pile up until one day the word mobster because a defining trait of her dear dad. Whenever Olivia asked what daddy did as a child, her mother would just smile, pat her on the head and say "he helps people." Once the true surfaced, Olivia found herself unable to ignore the impact her father had on the world. It was daddy that put guns in the hands of so many people, daddy who help rich men get richer, daddy who silenced greedy or scared politicians, and it was daddy to made righteous cops disappear. Make no mistake, Olivia loves her father and her family dearly, but the aftermath of her father's work would make her sick. The sins of her father weighted on Olivia, leaving her desperate to do something good with her life. Rebelling in a mobster family turns out to be very beneficial to society. Instead of getting a tattoo or running away to rebel, Olivia got a medical degree. At first, she felt she had found a way to give back to humanity, but the politics of hospitals felt just as hollow and corrupt. Then Olivia heard the news of an old friend from her dear L.A. Her friend had an accident in the slums, she was hurt but the hospital turned her away and she died alone in the gutters. Fast forward a few months, and Olivia had resigned from her job and moved back to L.A to open a clinic near the worst part of her city. Her father funded the construction and running of the clinic , but this was not entirely free. Olivia had full run of the clinic, but her property, as well as a few other lots she bought, was also used to run some of her father's shady deals. As it stands, Olivia is doing so much good for community, but the guilt of her family and he new involvement still weights on her. But maybe the fact that she saves so many lives will save her soul.
Other:
A note about the clinic:
The L.A Hope clinic is run by Olivia and staffed by a few people. She provides free treatment for everyone. medicine is given out under the table, because it is acquired illegal to ensure there is enough. Unfortunately, she still charges for medicine but its vary cheap and she will trade favors from people who cannot pay. These favors can range from helping around the clinic, making a run for Olivia, or sometimes jobs for her family's business. Children and elderly however are given free medicine. The clinic is where her father's employes come when they are injured.
A note about Olivia:
The one thing she cannot stand is junkies. She will never sell her addictive medication to junkies, though she will still treat them.
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Name: Eleana Oz
Nickname: Firefly. It wasn't Eleana's ideal stage name, but her first choice was too long in human English.
Age (appearance/actual): Appears to be 26. She didn't have a need to remember her true age, so she doesn't know it. When were those pyramids built again?
Gender: Female
Species Phoenix
weakness : Iron, it make her feel weak when she is exposed to it, and her healing slows when she is harmed by it. There is also a special colt rumor to kill phoenixes and other supernatural with only one shot, but Eleana has never seen this colt first hand.
Powers: to harness the fires of the sun and summon it, immortality. She has healing abilities, but a Phoenix can only heal those who they have bonded with. She also has flight, but only in her true form.
Performing role/Primary Position: Fire dancer ( breaths and performs with fire)
Secondary position (Optional): She designs and makes her own costumes. she will lend a hand with others, if they wish to owe her a favor.
History before circus: Eleana has little memory of her early incarnations, but they were memories of bliss and freedom. She didn't care enough to remember much of the humans either. The brief lives of these loud clumsy creatures did not interest Eleana in the slightest. She witnessed these mud creatures rise into stone empires and fall into obscurity before the sun finished her dance across the horizon. Eleana does remember being worshiped by the humans. An golden age when men and women adorn in gold and silk sing songs of her, prayed to her and carved her images in stone. Even the ones who worshiped a single God would stare in awe and admiration if Eleana graced them with her presence. Just as soon as this age began, it changed into something sinister. The songs and praises of Eleana and her kind no longer fell from human lips. Old gods fell away, and the creatures that once worshiped Eleana began to hunt her. Eleana herself went to great lengths to avoid the wars between man and the supernatural. She was also clever while in isolation, avoiding traps and outsmarting hunters armed with iron She eventually retreated to a land the humans would later refereed to as "Africa." The land was too dangerous for those hunters and the humans who did live in this land treated Eleana with respect. Her brother and sisters were not as lucky because by the end of the war, most of her kind had disappeared completely. To this day, Eleana does not know how the humans destroyed the immortal birds so easily, but the thought leaves her with an burning anger that will last longer than the sun herself.
History in circus: It is quite common for a phoenix to life in isolation. In fact, they become very territorial if too many are in the same habitat. Eleana took comfort in this solitary for many centuries. Sadly, those damn mud creatures began to consume the land. They began to explore and colonize, disturbing Eleana's isolation.News of her retaliation against the invaders spread far and wide. A golden red bird with wings of fire that burnt whole colones to the ground. Her actions caught the attention of many creatures and hunters alike. Luckily, before the hunters preyed on Eleana, she was approached by a creature who spoke of a heaven for mystical creatures. A "circus" ran by a child of blood and shadows somewhere in Europe. The year was 1907 when Eleana found the circus of the supernaturals. This circus has been her home since then.
Personality: Eleana is a very vain creature, though she is more proud of her true form than this flesh glamor she is force to wear. She is her happiest when she performs. The admiration and amazement that radiates from the mud creatures reminds Eleana of the days she was worshiped. Off the stage Eleana is resentful toward humans and takes pleasure in humiliating or belittling them. She does not think twice about preying on their emotions for her own amusement. Finally, Eleana is independent and will be quick to anger. She will become petty or even dangerous if she or her territory is threatened. What Eleana believes to be hers can range from a performance space, an object or even a living thing.
Likes/Dislikes: Eleana has a weakness for the arts, especially the music.if you want to win her favor, bring her something she hasn't heard before. While her greatest love is art, her biggest annoyance is being told what to do. No one, not the kings, emperors or even the silly christian pope has any authority over Eleana. If you want Eleana's cooperation, you will do well to not command it.
Appearance:
Other: Eleana has this habit of slipping her human glamor when Vladimir is not watching. She takes pleasure in lighting up the night sky with her brilliant glow and the feeling of the air under her wings is very nostalgic.
small note:
Eleana of course can be "killed" if she is fatally harmed, her body will burst into a explosive fire and she will emerge from her own ashes as a small child/chick. The growth cycle of a phoenix reborn however is only a matter of days.
Nickname: Firefly. It wasn't Eleana's ideal stage name, but her first choice was too long in human English.
Age (appearance/actual): Appears to be 26. She didn't have a need to remember her true age, so she doesn't know it. When were those pyramids built again?
Gender: Female
Species Phoenix
weakness : Iron, it make her feel weak when she is exposed to it, and her healing slows when she is harmed by it. There is also a special colt rumor to kill phoenixes and other supernatural with only one shot, but Eleana has never seen this colt first hand.
Powers: to harness the fires of the sun and summon it, immortality. She has healing abilities, but a Phoenix can only heal those who they have bonded with. She also has flight, but only in her true form.
Performing role/Primary Position: Fire dancer ( breaths and performs with fire)
Secondary position (Optional): She designs and makes her own costumes. she will lend a hand with others, if they wish to owe her a favor.
History before circus: Eleana has little memory of her early incarnations, but they were memories of bliss and freedom. She didn't care enough to remember much of the humans either. The brief lives of these loud clumsy creatures did not interest Eleana in the slightest. She witnessed these mud creatures rise into stone empires and fall into obscurity before the sun finished her dance across the horizon. Eleana does remember being worshiped by the humans. An golden age when men and women adorn in gold and silk sing songs of her, prayed to her and carved her images in stone. Even the ones who worshiped a single God would stare in awe and admiration if Eleana graced them with her presence. Just as soon as this age began, it changed into something sinister. The songs and praises of Eleana and her kind no longer fell from human lips. Old gods fell away, and the creatures that once worshiped Eleana began to hunt her. Eleana herself went to great lengths to avoid the wars between man and the supernatural. She was also clever while in isolation, avoiding traps and outsmarting hunters armed with iron She eventually retreated to a land the humans would later refereed to as "Africa." The land was too dangerous for those hunters and the humans who did live in this land treated Eleana with respect. Her brother and sisters were not as lucky because by the end of the war, most of her kind had disappeared completely. To this day, Eleana does not know how the humans destroyed the immortal birds so easily, but the thought leaves her with an burning anger that will last longer than the sun herself.
History in circus: It is quite common for a phoenix to life in isolation. In fact, they become very territorial if too many are in the same habitat. Eleana took comfort in this solitary for many centuries. Sadly, those damn mud creatures began to consume the land. They began to explore and colonize, disturbing Eleana's isolation.News of her retaliation against the invaders spread far and wide. A golden red bird with wings of fire that burnt whole colones to the ground. Her actions caught the attention of many creatures and hunters alike. Luckily, before the hunters preyed on Eleana, she was approached by a creature who spoke of a heaven for mystical creatures. A "circus" ran by a child of blood and shadows somewhere in Europe. The year was 1907 when Eleana found the circus of the supernaturals. This circus has been her home since then.
Personality: Eleana is a very vain creature, though she is more proud of her true form than this flesh glamor she is force to wear. She is her happiest when she performs. The admiration and amazement that radiates from the mud creatures reminds Eleana of the days she was worshiped. Off the stage Eleana is resentful toward humans and takes pleasure in humiliating or belittling them. She does not think twice about preying on their emotions for her own amusement. Finally, Eleana is independent and will be quick to anger. She will become petty or even dangerous if she or her territory is threatened. What Eleana believes to be hers can range from a performance space, an object or even a living thing.
Likes/Dislikes: Eleana has a weakness for the arts, especially the music.if you want to win her favor, bring her something she hasn't heard before. While her greatest love is art, her biggest annoyance is being told what to do. No one, not the kings, emperors or even the silly christian pope has any authority over Eleana. If you want Eleana's cooperation, you will do well to not command it.
Appearance:
Other: Eleana has this habit of slipping her human glamor when Vladimir is not watching. She takes pleasure in lighting up the night sky with her brilliant glow and the feeling of the air under her wings is very nostalgic.
small note:
Eleana of course can be "killed" if she is fatally harmed, her body will burst into a explosive fire and she will emerge from her own ashes as a small child/chick. The growth cycle of a phoenix reborn however is only a matter of days.
I"m interested. : )
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