BAY, analeigh gywenth

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[atrb=style,width: 490px; background-color: F8F5F3; border-right: 10px solid #E4C851; border-left: 10px solid #F0384E; padding: 10px, bTable][th] analeigh bay TV/Film Actress, UNKNOWN, AMBER HEARD
the stats FULL NAME Analeigh Gywenth Bay AGE & DOB twenty, august 24 1990 ACTOR AGE RANGE 17-26 HOMETOWN romania,bucharest CURRENT LOCATION los angeles ETHNICITY Romanian LANGUAGE english, romanian SEXUAL ORIENTATION heterosexual HAIR COLOR blond EYE COLOR green HEIGHT 5'8 WEIGHT 129 DISTINGUISHING FEATURES has a tattoo on her wrist	deeper perspective STRENGTHS Reliable- even if its the smallest thing, she is always there by your side ready for you to tell her what you need for her to do. She tries to be as reliable as she can when it comes to family, friends, and especially to her job so she could impress that certain person, or group of people. Focus- When she really wants it, she would have her eyes on it until she knows she has it in her arms. Shes a focus girl, always keeping her eye on the prize. Highly Energetic- the world is just a big jungle gym as she would say. She is excited about almost anything, and ready to jump into the many things that the industry provides for people. Self Confidence- she knows that she can do anything that she puts her mind to, she doesn't really need anyone giving her words of kindness, because she knows whats shes capable of and knows how to get it done. Patient- Analeigh always believes that good things will come to her, not the other way around. she is very patient, and likes to wait for the unexpected to happen. WEAKNESSES Unorganized- being raised by mostly guys, she gained the very true stereotype of being messy. With clothes dangling from a door knob, all over the floor, mouse for the computer hanging from the desk, Analeigh wouldn't be able to find anything even if she tried. Domineering- When it comes to friends she tends to put her way of doing things first, than listening to an opinion she isn't happy with. She likes focusing her on way of doing things, in her words "the right way". Debater- sometimes this is known as a good thing, but most of the time it rubs people the wrong way. She likes to talk about debate about things, not so much to get a conclusion out of them. But to show them her side, and why she think shes right. Forgetful- Unless its attached to her in some way, she tends to forget the important things that she should be worrying about. Not only does she forget items and objects, but sometimes events slip her mind. Then again shes only human. Overly Friendly- sometimes she can't help herself coming off as overly friendly, shes a people person, and when she likes someone she tries to make them close and cool with her as soon as possible. SKILLS Analeigh has been acting since she was about ten years old. she has a romanian accent, but is able to pull off an American one, along with a french one. She plays a lot of sports such as tennis, swimming, track, but shes only good at one sport in particular which is soccer. She loves to play soccer and tries to keep herself in top shape to play at any given time. She loves to hang out with friends and be outside. EXPERIENCE Analeigh was the youngest of three. Her twin brothers, Jude and Mika, were trained to be what her father couldn't, great soccer players. But once Mika found his passion for art, Analeigh became her fathers new interest, thus substituted her as his second prize procession son that he never had, but always wanted. Training her with soccer and many other sports that she only wanted to play for fun. she was always a dramatic girl as a child, so her mother took her to acting classes, which she started to get addicted to it, keeping her focus on acting classes and how to improve. She soon started to miss practices for soccer and her father soon started to notice the increase on absences. He soon found out about her and her acting. He scolded her, feeling betrayed, which made Analeigh feel depressed as she lost a connection with her father. Feeling separated from her family she went back to soccer, until her mother got sick. Analeigh visited her mother every day in the hospital, they bonded, talking about the days she was young and the dreams she had to give up. She made it clear that she didn't want that for Analeigh, and wanted her to follow the dreams of being an actress. After she died, she made sure that she followed her dream, for her mother. She started to grow and strengthen her ability as an actress, her father after a while slowly got use to her new passion and went to her shows.
[th] the player ALIASKels YEARS OF EXPERIENCEuhh about 5 years? OTHER CHARACTERSN/A HOW'D YOU FIND US? i forgot! RP SAMPLE Sensations often came in many different variations, of this Norah was knowledgeable, but in this case, experience held no justice. More than half the time she'd been sitting here, her heart had been pathetically trying to jut itself from within her restricting chest cavity, to escape for the euphoria of the pleasant cafe air. Their hands connected together produced none other than a feeling of fire and ice colliding for the burn of their skin touching and the ice of them sticking together in perfect harmony. It was wrong in so many ways, but right in so many others. A feeling that couldn't be conveyed with all the words in a book, or the shots of a movie, something you just had to experience to know. It was poetic really, but complex to understand. Norah's mind was caught in a tassle of strings, each having a different importance, and only getting caught together more as she struggled to make some sense of them, and keep them orderly. But there was no such luck for her. She wasn't about to tell him to shut up, but Elliot's nicely uttered words only set her mind in a further tangle. She was making it worse for herself as well as their fingers played in a choreographed dance, each doing their part simultaneously with movements enough to make the other's heartbeat try for a triathlon. Norah noted the softness of the skin of his hand as her thumb lightly grazed the organ, tracing the neat patterns of a circle along the skin. As he spoke, her eyes took in his wonderfully sculpted features. The soft skin of his hand stretched along his frame, reaching his face with a few dark brown birthmarks here and there which added character to him. His almond shaped eyes that held within the warm orbs that penetrated her so. And he didn't have a girlfriend why??? Norah was sure that would've made things a lot easier to deal with... or rather harder. Throughout their conversation, Norah could feel Elliot's hand clench hers at moments of climax, but then loosen in the slightest, though in no way releasing their hold on her own fingers. If this were any other day, she wouldn't have run into Elliot at all, in fact, the only time she would've seen him would've been at someone's house party, or by chance a local club where they would've greeted each other, had a drink, caught up with one another, and maybe move onto the dance floor where they would press against one another in ways that would make Aiden mad. But hey, it was only a dance right? This was different. Different in a way that was making Norah believe that meeting up at the club, going to casually hang out, or have her drag him shopping like her slave, many time she had done that before. Who would've thought that a simple club meeting, and maybe a little promiscuous movement would be idly preferred over a conversation at the coffee shop? Certainly not Norah, but as she sat here, thoughts of Aiden filled her head. He wouldn't be very please to see this, Norah's hand running comfortingly over Elliot's own hand and wrist, the action being warmly reciprocated on her own. Not one bit, he wouldn't. But Norah couldn't deny that she was pleasantly surprised with Elliot today, the information that he was sharing, how caring he was turning out to be, it was so un-Elliot, a different side of him that she was feeling extremely privileged to be able to see. She had a feeling not many people were given the opportunity. As she apologized, she felt that she must've disturbed him a bit, but wanted to question why. He straightened up in his seat, his spine straightening, and a sigh releasing from his lungs as his fingers loosened themselves from within hers as if he were trying not to be seen like this. But she remained where she was, her eyes inspecting him, as her hand roamed around his wrist once more. Norah watched, satisfied as he slumped lower into the seat, she could feel his fingers tighten within her own, and his spare hand began to roam along her own forearm, his larger fingers tracing shaped along her hand as she'd been doing before. She could feel her breath idle in her throat, and she struggled to encase the feelings she were having into the pit of her stomach. With a hard blink of her eyes towards the table she made her suggestion,; to rekindle his connection with his sister and nephew. If they were such a big part of his life, then why would he not try anything to have them back? This confused her, and her puzzle expression began to show as he explained why, ” it’s … it’s not like that, though, norah. i drove her away, it was my mistake that drove her away. however much i appreciate it, i don’t deserve your sympathy” he was being too hard on himself, of this Norah was positive. She'd been there, where he had been when he'd lost them, uncontrolled, and alone. Norah was aware of the angered tone in Elliot's voice though it was low, and barely there. She didn't mean to anger him, ” if i went to find her, i’d just get even more disappointed, because she wouldn’t want to see me. i can’t do that to her and aiden” she watched sadly, as Elliot's head dropped, and his fingers stopped their motion along her skin. Her heart wrenched in her chest at him feelings. Did he really think that? Georgia was family, and Aiden was undoubtedly an object of his affection, by seeing the new person Elliot was, Norah had no doubt that she would want Elliot back in her son's life. She wanted so badly to speak, to encourage him more, but by her earlier words she know that she had frustrated him, and she was afraid that with any other words of encouragement would only aggravate him more. She didn't want that in the slightest. Leaning over the table a bit more, Norah didn't focus on the proximity they were caught in, but more that they were on the same level. She removed her hand from his wrist, and took the liberty of reaching over and placing her hand beneath his chin and guiding it upwards to face her before laying it down on the table. Her eyes jutted into his, emerald to his auburn, each color sweeping through the other cleanly picking up any place they'd never roamed, "elliot, she's your sister. she loves you, she knows how great you are, and she knows how much you love aiden. she'd want to see you, i'd even go as far as to bet that she worries about how you are everyday. maybe she's just afraid. i know exactly where you are, elliot. how you're feeling. i was there," pulling her head back just a bit, she looked down to their entwined hands over the light wood of the table as her mind flashed horrible images of her when she'd first come to Palm Beach, how she'd acted. She swallowed a bit, before opening her mouth to speak, "when i'd first come to palm beach after my father died, i didn't know how to handle anything. i wanted to get away from it all, and so....i turned to parties, and all the alcohol. i brought boys home at late hours of the night with no consent to aaron and how he would take it. i was horrible. and over time i realized just how horrible i'd become. i got brought home in a cop car. i'd never thought of how my father would feel if he saw me. how right my mother would feel if she saw me, like she'd been right for leaving me, but i opened up to aaron, and things just changed from there you know?" Norah's eyes flickered from the table softly up to Elliot's eyes again, as she placed the free hand she had back over their tangled ones, "i swear, you'll feel so much better if you go to her. tell her, and show her how you've changed, and how much you miss them. she can't deny you, you're family," Norah looked into his eyes deeper, trying to convey just how right she could be about this. he'd gain so much more, and she'd wanted him to be happy more than anything right now. Norah gave his hands a soft squeeze and a hopeful look before she sat back in her chair a bit, and looked over and out the window, the cars passing by, and the people going about. She sighed, and before turning back to Elliot. She knew the mood had taken a deeper turn, and she wanted to brighten things up a bit. Slinging her bag on her shoulder softly, Norah cleared her throat, turning herself back to face Elliot, she threw on a smile, leaning her elbows on the table hopefully giving Elliot a look that she couldn't refuse, "what do you say we go do something a bit more upbeat hmm?" giving his hands yet another gentle squeeze before she grabbed her coffee and stood up, her grip not releasing his fingers just yet. Moving over to stand a bit in front of his seat, she attempted to pull him from the chair he was sitting in. Once he arose to his feet, she smile before dragging him out of the coffee shop, and out to the street releasing his hand once they got to the sidewalk where they'd bumped into each other not too long ago. Turning to him, Norah raised her eyebrows, "Destinations, pick one, let's go," she spoke quickly as she looked up to him. Her cellphone began to vibrate within her purse continually. She hoped that Elliot couldn't hear it and notice her blatantly ignoring it. She didn't feel like having any kind of interruptions right now. Whatever it was would have to wait til later.
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