Scarborough, Adora

[Adora Scarborough]

adora rose scarborough,
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
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full name:

[/b] Adora Rose Scarborough
age: Twenty-six
sexual orientation: Heterosexual

blood status: Tainted with Veela blood.
house/former house: Slytherin Alumni
occupation: Wizengamot member.
alliance: Death eater.

amortentia: Adora finds great pleasure in the scent of Lavender, it reminds her of the time she spent in France when she was younger and how her bed sheets had been washed in it. There is also something about green tea that is alluring to her. Not to mention, it's something she drinks on a regular basis. As for peppermint, it strongly reminds her of her parent's home, her mother had always enjoyed the strong scent.
patronus: Adora’s patronus takes form of an eagle. the fondest memory she holds was when the sorting hat was placed on her head and immediately screamed out, ‘slytherin!’ it was then she finally found her fangs and felt like she belonged.
boggart: vampires. Adora has always been the curious type, loving the adventure. she was only nine when she had wandered freely through the acres of land her father owned, only to come by a strange fellow. one who’s skin felt like marble, who’s blood shot eyes beamed at her as he licked his lips hungrily. It was only when he inched closer to her, her father appeared, forcing the vampire out of his land. the experience had left adora rather shaken and confused, but yet she fears the lifeless beings still to this day.
erised: To eventually be happy with a family of her own, knowing she'd be secure for the rest of her life.

strengths:

• Defense.
  
• Seducing.
  
• Negotiating.
  
• Persuading.
  
• Manipulation.
  

weaknesses:

• Alcoholic Beverages.
  
• Quick tempered.
  
• Honesty.
  
• Family involvements
  
• Lying.
  

likes:

• old photographs; on a bad day she would flick through an old album and take joy in the times she had with friends and family.
  
• time spent wisely; she likes to know that she's spending her time in the right places, with the right people. she just can't find the room for time wasters.
  
• vacations; in rainy britain there is only rare occasions when the sun shines, so every few months she'd jet off to france to visit her mother's family.
  
• work; although most dread the thought of work, Adora embraces it and looks forward to returning to the role of a wizengamot member.
  
• marriage; Adora has never had the time for relationships, but like every little girl, she had her fair share of fantasy weddings.
  
• family; family means everything. no matter what, Adora would never forget about family, they come first in her eyes.
  
• babies; ever since the birth of her cousin, Dora has been in love with the little infant but trust her when she says, she's not going to be having her own anytime soon.
  
• partys; like most women her age, she's a bit of a party hard girl. believe it or not, she's usually the one hosting the parties.
  
• russian vodka; since being of the legal age, addie has always required a particular taste for the alcoholic beverage.
  
• qudditch; it has been in her blood and if there was one thing she inherited from her father, it was his love for the game.
  

dislikes:

• rainy days; the rain which is most common in britain always dampens her day, but when the sun comes around it brightens her mood which makes her appreciate more.
  
• losing cases; nothing is worse than giving your clients false hope only for them to be shot down and losing a case.
  
• interruptions; everyone has the same dislike, trying to concentrate is hard, but to finally get to that point and then an interruption is just a bummer.
  
• breaking promises; in her view, promises weren't meant to be broken but when they are, she feels deeply and really beats herself up over it, therefore she limits herself to making them.
  
• overload; with work, friends, and family, being overloaded can cause Adora to have a major meltdown which is never good, especially not for her health.
  
• sleep deprived; it sucks just as bad as not getting any sleep, and it constantly leaves her in a pissy mood.
  
• chocolate frogs; the milk chocolate has never appealed to her, especially when it takes form of a frog.
  
• mudbloods; she wouldn't be a descendant from a true pureblood line if she didn't have some hate towards the lesser kind.
  
• liars; if there is one thing that addie can't stand, it is being lied to and the consequences are hell if she finds out.
  
• ballet; her mother had pressured her into taking ballet lessons when she was younger which generally makes her light on her feet, but nevertheless she hated the class.

habits:

• When she is nervous or impatient, Adora has a habit of gnawing on her lower lip. It was something she had picked up as a child after realizing it was also the habit of her mother.
  
• Boredom comes easily to the young woman and when it does, usually she'd find herself chewing on her nails, sadly ruining her manicure.
  
• Smoking is a habit no one really knows about, even at the age of twenty-six, she refuses to tell her family about the habit she picked up a year beforehand.
  

goals:

• For her alliance to be victorious in the war.
  
• To eliminate those who get in her way.
  
• To eventually settle down.
  

personality:Adora grew up being given whatever her heart desired. Even today, at the age of twenty-six, if she doesn’t get what she wants her quick temper usually gets the best of her.

Dora is very cocky to the point of arrogance. to say she has an ego would be an understatement. she has no problem with showing off skills of any kind, or bragging about nearly anything. she comes across as a sort of elitist, as if she really does think she's better than everyone else. unfortunately for people who find this annoying, she seems to be one of those girls who's good at everything, even stuff she's never tried before. she has that sort of 'perfect' persona going on for her, as if there couldn't be a single thing wrong with her, and she certainly seems to think there's not.

she shows absolutely zero respect for anyone. along with this comes the fact that she is not afraid to challenge someone on something, whether it be verbally or physically. she has a knack for getting herself into troublesome situations, most of which she has an uncanny ability to get herself out of. when she needs to be, she can be quite charming and manipulative. like the fact that she seems to be good at everything, she always seems to get what she wants.

she is very good at lying, seemingly able to convince almost anyone of anything if she puts enough thought into it. she's very good at coming up with reasons and explanations on the spot, and spinning stories without a flaw to be exploited. speaking of exploiting, she has absolutely no problem with taking advantage of someone, something, or a situation. everything seems to be a means to an end with her, as long as she gets what she's after in the end. often times, because of her personality, she appears to not have much of a conscience, of which she really doesn't.
appearance:

HAIR DETAILS: Long, straight, blond hair runs in her family, especially on her mother's side. Her mother, when she was a little girl, made sure that her hair was hardly touched in the ways of scissors or any other forms of cutting. A trim every now and then made her and her mother happy, and maybe a few layers or colouring. Not that she’s complaining, but every now and then her hair does get bothersome and she snaps it into a ponytail holder and is on her merry way. Well, most of the time it’s merry. When she’s on a broom it still flaps about in her face, though not nearly as bad as it would if it were a tangled mess released from its holder.

EYE DETAILS: Throughout her life, Adora has been told on countless occasions that her sapphire blue eyes have been considered one of her best features. The memorizing blue eyes were inherited from her mother, and generally every female on her mother’s side has been gifted with the same shade of blue. The blue orbs are shaded with long, dark eyelashes, and if possible, the contrast enhances the colour of blue marvellously. Consequently, the shade of Adora’s eyes vary due to light or mood she currently finds herself in. When she’s directed towards the sun, her eyes change to the unusual colour of indigo, when they’re shaded, they return to the usual sapphire shade. Due to her moods, when angry her eyes would become cloudy and misty, revealing a light shade of gray and when happy, they would lighten to a cobalt coloring
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HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD: Always and forever, fitness and health will always be a main priority to Adora. Working out for three hours each and every day has not only helped her physical appearance but also how she feels inside. If she feels able on the outside, then there is no doubt she’ll be able on the inside. Having frequently worked out, her weight had halted at 125lbs and she stands at 5'6ft tall.

FACE: Adora has always been thankful for the way of her bone structure, her facial features have frequently been described as being perfect and angular—high cheekbones, strong jawline, a straight nose, and full lips. The fact that she had inherited the good genes had been a blessing, helping her appearance in many ways, and with good appearance came rather gorgeous men.

marks, scars, tattoos, etc: After an accident on the qudditch pitch in Hogwarts, Adora earned herself a scar on the left side of her chest and at the age of sixteen, Adora had went behind her parents back and received a tattoo down her side.
overall style:When outside of school, in the comfort of her own home, Adora believes comfort is the key. She'll usually be seen wearing a pair of old slacks during practice and lazing around. However, when it comes to social events and outings, she'll only wear the finest material.

mother:Anise Scarborough, Forty-three, Fashion editor of Witches Weeky, Former Slytherin.
father:Rafe Scaraborough, Forty-four, Death-eater, Former Slytherin.
siblings: _____ Scarborough, Twenty, Former Gryffindor.
spouse: None.
children: None.
other family members: --
wealth status: Upper class.
pets: Cherí - her gray eagle.

history: Adora Rose Scarborough was born in spring, the sun was shining flowers were blooming and the damn birds were singing. Oh it was perfect day and this little bundle of hell was delivered to the Scarborough family. And in advance it wasn’t like her family didn’t try and raise her right because they tried very hard. From the beginning Addie was just a bad apple. As a child she tended to get into trouble, cursing her brother and pulling her nanny's hair. You name it she did it just to get the attention. After all she was the youngest and sometimes the oldest just got more attention. Also from the beginning Adora was well, quidditch obsessed, sound familiar. Rafe liked that about his daughter and it brought them close. Part of her father hoped that it would get rid of the attitude. That was just wishful thinking.

When she was eleven, she was sent to Hogwarts after much begging that she may be sent out to go to Beauxbatons. But no such luck. So the little woman took the express to Hogwarts pouting the whole way. At the school she was sorted into Slytherin, which wasn't much of a surprise to her family. After all her dad was a snake and her mother too, but her brother had somehow landed himself in Gryffindor and her parent's feared Addie would have the same fate. That just started the ‘better than you’ attitude. Being a Slytherin proved to be interesting and educational for Adora. This wasn’t like her family at all and she loved it. There were people just like her and she fed from it. It didn’t take long and she was leading the little herd of girls that preyed on the weak.

Now at sixteen she generally had a mind of her own and did what she pleased when she wanted to do it. Actually she had been like that most of her life. She usually did things on her own time and liked to have time to mull things over in the privacy of her own self. That was something that Adora had always done. Not that she wasn’t a social butterfly because she was. Addie had lots of friends ever since she was a young child she’s always enjoyed the company of others. In school she was always quite popular. In school she was respected and well known. That was just how things went. There was a tight group of students, all from Slytherin that were always together.

The girl had always had a very nice life. She got what she wanted even if she did have to lay on the look a couple times every now and then. They were privileged children and always got the best of the best. They traveled a fair bit and Adora had lots of world experience even at the young age of sixteen. During her childhood she usually did what she was told. She hadn’t started her rebel streak yet that started when she was fifteen. Her first four years at Hogwarts she was a rather studious child and did all her homework. She never got into trouble at that age. When she turned fifteen that sort of went south. Adora started doing things that would get her into some serious trouble. Going places that she shouldn’t be going, drinking among other things. That started and didn’t stop.

When she had graduated, Adora had did surprisingly well in her exams. However, she was a socialite in society and did well to earn the respect of her peers before quitting that scene and taking a place in Ministy at the age of twenty. It was hard work, that is what she'd tell you but she held her act together and after many years of constant work overload, she was offered a job as a Wizengamot member. It was a great honour and not to mention, it paid extremely well. How could she possibly turn it down? It was just a shame her loyalties didn't belong to the ministry...
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ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

Andrei Rhodes’ anxious footsteps were echoing into a harsh thrashing noise in his ears. As he took step after step down the hallway of his manor, his heart would beat a beat faster and his ears would ring a little harder. The dark haired man had his arms tied together over his back and he was pacing throughout his empty home. Andrei’s half-closed eyes shot open in a instant. His silver-blue eyes became ridden with pain and he stopped pacing; his miraculous pools of pale colour shutting tight with an unruly ache.

Taking no time to try and subside his wild emotions, Andrei tore down his left sleeve. It seemed as though he himself, or another, had tried to hide his badly damaged arm- for bandages were wrapped poorly around his arm; falling from his grazed knuckles to his bony elbow. Something that he had attempted to cover up earlier that day after a rough accident on his motorbike. But now, the bandages looked as if they had been tugged off in one spot of his arm, and the remaining bandages dangled sorely.

Putting his arm to his side, he continued pacing.

Andrei had been up for hours on end; it was now three o’ clock in the morning, and he was wide awake. No matter how much his heavy eyelids drooped onto their contrast, his mind wouldn’t be able to rest for some time. Early, the night before, he’d overlooked the letter that threatened to ruin everything. Once again, his mind only focused on one thing and that one thing caused worry and anger to erupt inside the young man once again. Andrei recoiled at the sound of Charlottes verbalized fear of their fate, and it nearly brought tears to his eyes. Truly, he was petrified. But, in the back of his mind, there was this disorderly desire to ridicule, to kill the bastard who played these sick games.

He didn’t like it. It made Andrei feel sick to his stomach.

Andrei sat down at the seat in his living room; above him, hanging from the ceiling was a chandelier to enhance the oversized room’s beauty. What have I gotten myself into? The question was such a taunt, it was almost as if Andrei’s aspiration to kill was being filled by himself. His back laid gently against the chair, and his head tilted back oh-so tenderly. Andrei held one hand in the other, frowning deeply. There had to be people he could trust to sort this blackmailer out, he’d heard stories of how people hired detectives and a hit man. However, this was Hollywood and in Hollywood, you could trust no one but yourself.

He had taken note that whatever paparazzi had been lingering outside his home had eventually fled his property and Andrei had lifted the phone to call the only person he could trust - his wife, Charlotte Carter and after persuading her to come over to his place, Andrei could only await patiently for her arrival.

It was nights like this, he needed the company.

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