Height: 5'7 Weight: 115 Build: curvy and slightly toned Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: blue Play By: Elizabeth Gillies
Personality: Analyse is a bubbly young woman that just wants to settle down. She likes to laugh and party versus hunting with her family. She's always been the one to sneak off to have fun and go a little crazy. She's narcissistic and very self-centered.
History: Unlike her sister, Analyse doesn't particularly care for hunting. When she lost her mother and her father ran off with them, Analyse thought she would get to live a normal life. Alas, it wasn't meant to be that easy for her to escape the Venator lifestyle. Her father trained them to hunt, despite Analyse protesting many occasions. She would frequently sneak off into the nearby cities to go to college parties and flirt her way into the local clubs. In front of their father, Analyse would act as if all she wanted was to make him happy, but Analyse wanted nothing to do with this hunt on the undead.
RP Sample: A sly smile crept onto Analyse's face as she finished writing in her journal. It was her morning ritual to begin her day with an entry and today she had finally finished writing out her plan for the beginning of her journey with Azalea. Her father had given her the right to plan where the girls would be starting thier hunt for Vampyres. According to Analyse's plan, they would be leaving Dallas in less than a week and headed back to their birthplace, California. The plan was flawless. Her father would think that she chose that area because that is where her mother had met the Vampyre that killed her. In actuality, Analyse simply wanted to be in a party state. She would have the beach, malls, and tons of cute guys to look at. Azalea could handle all the hunting, and as long as Analyse came along on occasion, no one would think anything of it. Perfect plan.
Analyse placed her journal in the nightstand beside her bed and began getting ready for her day. Today her father would be taking them into the city to find clothing and luggage bags for their trip. The girls were to appear as human as possible, looking and acting like average 20-something women would. For once, Analyse liked the assignment for the day.
After a quick shower, Analyse skipped happily back to her bedroom she shared with her younger sister. Azalea was headed out of the room to go take her own shower. That meant that Analyse had a little extra time to work on her hair. She brushed her long, brown hair over to one side and loosely braided it. Slipping into a simple navy blue sundress and tan sandals, Analyse looked over at what her sister had laid out to wear: black jeans and a black t-shirt with combat boots. Analyse couldn't help but to roll her eyes. Where was the 20-something womanly look at in that? No need to worry, she thought. The point of this "assignment" was to get new, fashionable clothing for herself and her sister. Not that her sister would be too much trouble. Azalea was a perfectionist, and would be up to date on young adult clothing by the end of the day.
Just as Analyse was about to walk out of the bedroom, her father barged in. "Analyse, I won't be able to take you into the city today, so you will have to drive your sister and yourself. It seems your Uncle has decided to call a family meeting in Houston. Do you mind if I am not there?"
" Dad, I don't mind at all. Azalea and I need more time alone together anyway," Analyse replied, barely able to hide her excitement. No dad meant that Analyse could show Azalea around Dallas and give her a good time. Lord knows the girl could use a drink or two. Analyse gave her father a quick hug and headed off to the bathroom to tell Azalea to hurry up. Dallas was an hour away, and Analyse wanted to get there as fast as they could. Azalea seemed reluctant to go anywhere without her father, but Analyse was able to talk her sister into the outing by promising her a stop by the weapons store. This was going to be a good day, and nothing, not even the fact that she was doing all of this so she could hunt Vampyres would stop her from enjoying it.