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Name: Aidan Rebecca Ashford
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Year: 11
School: St. Joan’s School for Girls
Hobbies/Talents: A great deal of interest in art, painting and sketching in particular, but very little talent. Obtains good marks in academics, but only through hard work. Interest and a decent amount of talent in fighting, though has very little training and therefore has no particular style of fighting though it is based on half-remembered taekwondo. She loses more than she wins and unconsciously protects her face to the detriment of the rest of her defence (as wounds to her face are harder to hide), but she is very single-minded and feral when she is fighting.

History: Aidan was born second-youngest of six children to parents successful in business. Her grandparents on her mother’s side had founded the Brenin Engineering Corporation with help from their relatives that were already in engineering, which has done quite well for itself. Most of the Brenin family works for the company in some way.

In contrast to most of her relatives, Aidan was not naturally talented. Having five other children, all of whom were far cleverer than she was, her parents sent her to live with her uncle on her father’s side, Brent Ashford, when she was four years old.

Her uncle Ashford was a single, thirty-something man who was reasonably kind and attentive, when he wasn’t working on his struggling career as an artist. Considering that Aidan had grown up amongst several siblings with parents that were so often distant, this seemed to be good enough for her and therefore became quite attached to her uncle, imitating him at his work at painting and sketching—not very well, but with enthusiasm for it.

Her childhood was vaguely normal. Her uncle was given a small sum of money annually in return for making certain that Aidan followed certain rules that her parents set down, but he allowed her some leeway that she would not have gotten if she had been raised by her parents. She still had to work very hard to keep high marks in school, as she was not naturally good at it, and she still needed to follow her parents’ dress code of what they considered to be suitably modest clothing, even when she was still in primary school. But he allowed her to choose the activities that she could take part in to keep herself in fit physical condition. While what her parents had in mind for her was something like dance, swimming, or track and field, her uncle allowed her to choose taekwondo. As with most things, she was not naturally good at it, but she worked hard and did reasonably well for someone her age. Her uncle also tended to let some of the rules slide through a combination of carelessness and a love of children.

This came to an end when she was nine years old. The third-oldest of her siblings, a boy, died when he was hit by an automobile that had crashed into a guardrail and skipped over it. Aidan’s parents decided that they could not afford to let even the least satisfactory of their children’s future be at risk, as they felt it important that the remaining children be successful in the family business (the thought that they might do anything else had not crossed their minds). So they informed Brent that they would be taking Aidan back home and that, when she had finished her primary education, she would be attending a private school, St. Joan’s School for Girls.

Aidan was, obviously, unhappy at this news, but she was even more unhappy when she arrived back under her parents’ control. It was obvious that her uncle had been too lax, they decided, and cut what privileges she had been given while being given more rules to obey. In particular, her taekwondo classes were cut, which was particularly devastating considering she had begun to think that it was the one thing she might be actually good at.

At first, after discovering that her parents were not open to argument, she withdrew and tried to keep up with the increasingly difficult goals they set for her. She rebelled only in secret, such as trying to keep up the exercises that she had been taught for martial arts. Over time, the exercises skewed slightly from her forgetfulness of how it was supposed to go and the lack of any instruction into the proper ways to do it. It didn’t help that she had to do them in a dress, due to the dress code that her parents enforced on their daughters, and in her room to escape detection.

Over time, though, she began to get angry at her parents, her anger growing over the years as she came into adolescence and into St. Joan’s school. When she was thirteen, she realized that she actually hated her parents—not just a child’s intense but short-lived dislike of someone who denied them what they wanted, but a deep, gnawing hatred of the people who had taken control of her life and had never been satisfied with what she managed to give them.

She couldn’t openly rebel against them, as they were swift to notice any lapse in her obedience even while at school, as her parents made sure to obtain regular reports of her behaviour from the staff. But where she could get away with it, she did. And she continued to work on her fighting, which had more or less left the definition of taekwondo over years without any instruction. She took any books on martial arts she felt that she could hide from her parents and tried to learn what she could from it. Though, as has been stated earlier, she was not naturally talented, she had gained extreme stubbornness and a long attention span from her efforts at her schoolwork. It became something of a brute-force fighting style that tended to emphasize kicking, with a lot of wasted movement and little flow.

However, for a long time, she had not gotten any experience in a real fight. This changed when, one day in her tenth year of schooling, she started beatrushing. As might be expected, she got her butt kicked regularly to begin with, having very little in the way of practical experience. As old habits tend to die hard, she fought in a dress—since she isn’t a complete idiot, it is considerably lighter and shorter than what she normally wears. At first, she tended to try to fall in with different groups that didn’t have enough people to get more experience, but, as she was not very good at teamwork and tended to weigh down the group, she tended to get booted out often. Whenever she was unable to find a group, she would fight on her own, though she continued to get soundly defeated. However, the same stubborn and hard-working streak that allowed her to keep up with her studies eventually allowed her to begin winning, albeit partially due to the fact that she began to seek out the weakest people taking part and challenging them to gain experience in battle.

After a while, she felt confident enough in her abilities to stop looking for a group to join and participated on a solo basis. This was probably for the best, as she is not good at multi-tasking and tends to focus completely on one person to the point of ignoring her surroundings. In any case, her abrasive personality does not lend itself well to teamwork. She hasn’t gained any particular notoriety, as she tends to lose more often than she wins, but her ferocity and stubborn determination have earned her a reputation among the people who have fought her as a very direct and feral little whirlwind of a girl.

Personality: To most of the world, she shows herself as a “good girl”, though a bit on the shy side. She’s hard-working and quiet, though people get the impression that she’s always on the verge of losing her temper at all times, although she never does so.

The reason people get the impression that she’s always on the verge of losing her temper is because she usually is angry. Whenever reports of her behaviour won’t get back to her parents, she is unapologetically crass and rude. She’s not so much shy as disliking social interaction due to generally disliking everyone she meets. Although she is competitive, she is not particularly interested in the school rivalries—she doesn’t particularly any of the people in her school, so she would be just as willing to compete with her classmates. Nor is she concerned with competing with her siblings for recognition in pursuing a career at the Brenin company, which is why she is the oldest of her siblings to not have been granted the Brenin surname instead of her father’s surname of Ashford.

However, some of the things she has been taught have become a part of her, for various reasons. For example, having lived all her life under her parents’ dress code, she wears dresses as a matter of course, usually ones that cover as much of her body as possible in the manner that she has been raised. She doesn’t notice these contradictory parts to her personality and would probably grow extremely hostile and defensive if they were pointed out to her.

[[ A roleplay journal for beatrush. yo_san makes no claim to the PB, Natalie Imbruglia or claim to knowing the first thing about her. ]]

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