KNIGHTLY, sasha anne

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show the world a little style,
a little attitude



SASHA.ANNE.KNIGHTLY.

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sup, my name is Nina
been breathing air for 18 years now
but only been living for 3
you can drop me a line through my PM inbox

hey teachers, hey creatures,
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[/SIZE]name: Sasha Anne Knightly
nicknames: Sashy, Sassy
age: 27
birthday: october 18
gender:female
orientation: heterosexual
occupation: CIA Agent
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justwait
take a breath of air before you faint

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[/b]: Stana Katic
height: 5' 7"
weight: 140 lbs
build slim, muscular
eyes: dark green eyes
hair: long and curly, brunette
distinguishing features: her dazzling smile, the wrinkles starting to appear from being stressed
tattoos and piercings: none.... yet
personal style: always in business casual when on the job, likes to dress up when off-duty. cocktail dresses and heels, tailored suits for work.
appearance: rigid and well trained posture, slight tick of the right hand when she's thinking
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do you think you're right,wronged,
or do you think you'll fight?

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[/b]: men, guns, red wine, ballroom dancing, her country, rollercoasters, light makeup, ben and jerry's chocolate therapy, interior decorating, money
dislikes: messiness, disorganization, children, flip-flops, people who order her around, beer, losing, being pushed around, deskwork, jerks
strengths: perfect aim with a weapon, third degree black belt, seductive, improvisational, swimming
weaknesses: dress shopping, shoe shopping, tickles, patience, reading
greatest fear: being buried alive
greatest desire: director of CIA
habits and quirks: nervous tell (taps right hand against thigh), hard worker, nervous smile
overall personality: sasha isn't your average woman. she's strong, she's hard working, and she's one of the best female agents to walk through the CIA's doors. she's excellent at undercover operations and rooting out bad people. her mental skills and logic skills are great, even if they could use some tweaking. she has a weakness for shopping, and often finds herself in high end bars in a short dress with a glass of wine in her hand.
she doesn't like children, or anything to do with them. she thinks that they are an annoying distraction. as an only child, sasha had trouble with teamwork when she was growing up. she still does, due to her fierce independent streak. she has a problem with pushing herself to far, past the point of no return, exhausting herself on multiple occasions. because of this problem she's broken both clavicles, her left wrist, and she once shattered her right pelvic bone in a training mission gone very very wrong.
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we are young, we are done
we ain't fighting nothing

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[/b]: julia knightly, 43, model
father: robert lemon, 45, police officer
extended family: josephine knightly, grandmother
pets: none
nationality: american
birthplace: washington, DC
history: sasha was never happy with her parents. her father had date raped her mother when she was sixteen, leaving her alone when he left for college with the newborn girl. julia, sasha's mother, never wanter her and left sasha to be raised by her grandmother. sasha loves her rich and crazy grandma jo, short for josephine. she's raised her practically since birth.
in elementary school, sasha had very few friends. she never like to play with anyone or work with anybody, as she was very shy to begin with. a few kids teased her for being so alienated, but she ignored them all.
in high school, she made a few friends after joining the schools rifle team. albeit most of the members were boys and shew as one of three girls, she had a great time making friends with the rest of the team. they would often do alot of things together; studying, going out, and just general teenage silliness. but it didn't stop sasha from achieving a high GPA of 3.9
after graduating high school, sasha immediately left to one best colleges in DC. she excelled in her studies, graduating near the top of her class. shortly thereafter, she got a job in one of the local police stations. after showing extreme potential and talent, she was recruited by the CIA for her knowledge in languages. she proved herself worthy when she uncovered a plan to take out CIA headquarters, better known as langley. since then, she's been rising swiftly through the ranks.
recently, she's been dumped in Miami on an undercover operation. she's barely received her orders, but for now she's living it up and enjoying all the city has to offer. in the fall, she will work in the local high school as a foreign language teacher.
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way outside yourself
there's someone out there
who wants you to be free

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(From roleplay site 'Absit Omen') The view was getting really boring, all she saw was the dark blue-grey walls and the filtered sunshine coming through the country-styled white blinds. She lay there, slightly nauseous and with a bad headache. Lexi rolled onto her side, the good one, not the one that was all bandaged up and healing. "Dad! Can I have my medicine now!" She yelled downstairs to her father. The heavy footfalls on the stairs echoed up into her room. There came a light knock on the door as he walked in.

"Hey princess," he said with a smile as he handed her the remedy for her headache. She gulped it down with a pained expression on her face, sticking her tongue out in disgust as she handed the empty cup back to her father. He chuckled as he took it from her. "You're never happy are you?" He stood up to go but Lexi grabbed his arm. "Daddy," she said quietly, "Can you stay here and talk to me for a while?" He sat back on the edge of her bed, "Of course I can sweetie. What's on your mind?"

Lexi looked away, casting her eyes on the stuffed animal cast to the corner of the room. It had bight yellow eyes and grey fur, it reminded her so much of the attack that she couldn't stand it. "Do you still love me?" She asked, her voice cracking on the last word and the tears welled up in her eyes. It seemed like that'd been a common activity, crying. When she wasn't yelling at someone or being moody, she cried. Mostly because of the thought of her being a werewolf, and partially because she wasn't done picking up the pieces from her first heartbreak a week ago.

George hugged his daughter close, holding her as she shook from the sobs that had escaped her. "Of course I do. Honey, just because you're a werewolf, doesn't mean we're all going to hate you. I know Josh and Lucas haven't talked to you yet, but they're coming around. Lucas promised me yesterday that he was going to come talk to you." He smiled at her, "It's a big change, and we're just going to have to live with it. Don't ever think that we won't be there to help you, got it?" Lexi nodded.

"Good, oh and I think one of your friends said she was going to try to visit today..." he said as his phone rang. "One second Lex, hello? Yes... OK... I'll be there soon." He hung up his phone and stood from the bed. "I've got to go, something came up at work." Lexi wiped the tears from her eyes, "Do you have to go catch the bad guys?" She asked. Lexi's dad smiled, "That's what I'm gonna try to do. Hang tight kiddo, I love you." He said kissing her forehead.

"I love you too dad. And thanks."

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IWANTED TO BE ME !

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[/b] of CAUTION 2.0! Please credit and do NOT steal. Lyrics are from School Ya' by Stellastarr*.
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