SANTOS, jillian rosette

[jillian rosette santos]

J I L L I A N R O S E T T E S A N T O S

` [/COLOR] tell me what you want to hear, something that were like those years. i'm sick of the insincere so i'm going to give all my secrets away.

HEYA, MY NAME IS LENA AND I'VE BEEN PARTYING
IT UP FOR TWENTY YEARS. DON'T MESS WITH ME I'LL SCREW YOU UP,
BUT IF YOU WANT TO CHAT HIT ME UP AT PM PLEASE.
I FOUND THIS AMAZING SITE FROM ANNIE,
I PLAY A TOTAL OF 1; JILLIAN.

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* NAME, Jillian Rosette Santos
* NICKNAMES, Jill, jilly, jilly-bean (but only by those who she's really close too)
* GENDER, female
* SEXUALITY, heterosexual.
* AGE & BIRTHDAY, twenty & march 11th.
* GRADE/OCCUPATION, modern dance instructor.
* MEMBER GROUP, university student
* FACE CLAIM, lea michele.

* PARENTS,
debra elizabeth santos - 41 - ex-broadway star
alexander ian santos - 55 - retired manager
* SIBLINGS,
reagan delilah santos - 20 - twin sister
* OTHER, --
* HOMETOWN, los angeles, california.
* OVERALL HISTORY,

• the youngest of two twin girls that were born to alexander and debra santos. it was clear that with the pregnancy, debra's acting career was on a standstill and once the two girls were born, she placed the care for them onto someone else, the current maid or the nanny. Their father was home more often than their mother. He took care of them the best he could. But it was pretty evident that Debra placed her work and her pride before the family she had created with alexander.
  
  
• During her childhood, Jillian and Reagan grew rather close. It seemed that with the non-presence of their mother drew the two close. The normal sibling rivalry wasn't there. Jill needed Reagan and Reagan needed Jill. That wasn't something that was going to change anytime soon. But being twins didn't mean they were exactly the same. Jill had become a rather big tomboy, preferring to spend time outside and doing things that required her run. to have fun.
  
  
• High School, one of Jills more favorite memories. With her sister, jill took on music and theatre, though allowing her sister take center stage. jill on the other hand was attracted more towards the dancing aspect. She choreographed most of the school productions. She had also taken on cheerleading squad as a tumbler. She became co-captain during her senior year. She of course, is the only one who knows how far her sister would go for a role. And she is the only one who knows about how her sister sabotaged another girl's chances at taken the lead role. It's a secret that Jillian has kept to herself.
  
  
• Jillian has entered college with her sister, taking up an art history major, with philosophy as a minor. For a bit of extra cash, she has never liked spending something that she hasn't earned herself, she had taken on teaching modern dance classes at the local dance studio for teens between the ages of 13 and 17. she keeps an eye on her sister and tries her best to keep her in check when Rae gets just a little to competitive.
  
  
• The one thing that Jillian hasn't told her sister is the fact that she is in desperate need to see their mother. There are just some things that jill can't go without. Her mother is one. she just wants to know what she's like, her memories of the woman are vague and distant. She can't even remember what the woman looked like clearly, not without pictures. But she knows that the mention of their mother upsets Rae, so she doesn't bring the subject up with her.

* EYE COLOR, milk chocolate brown.
* HAIR COLOR, dark brown.
* WEIGHT, 117 lbs.
* HEIGHT, 5'3 1/2".
* TATTOOS & PIERCINGS, both ears pierced, her right ear pierced in two different spots. she has two musical notes tattooed on her left shoulder.
* DISTINGUISHING FEATURES, has a mole on her neck where her sister does not. also she has a soft scar on her right shoulder she had gotten rock climbing over the summer after senior year.

* SECRETS,
-- wants desperately to have a relationship with her mother
* DREAMS,
1. two have a family of her own (at least two kids, a happy marriage)
2. to travel around the world, especially greece
* FEARS,
1. being abandoned by people she cares for
2. rae getting hurt or her dreams not coming true.
* PERSONALITY, temperamental, determined, sarcastic, confident, flirtatious, loyal.

` ROLE-PLAY EXAMPLE,

"Bugger," The brunette yawned as she sat at her small desk and rubbed her very tired brown eyes. It wasn't that far into her night shift and her work load had piled up. She wasn't surprised but her body was still not yet use to it. Giselle was in her first couple months in her first year as a Healer. A full fledge healer. She had worked so hard since she was seventeen to get to this point and now she was here, she couldn't be more happy. Yes, the hours suck but thats what you had to deal with you're first starting out. With a soft groan, her hands roamed down to her neck and shoulders as she lightly massage her shoulders as her small break came to an end. She stood up and smoothed out her skirt, and took a hold of the folder of the next patient she was suppose to take care of. Her brow wrinkled slightly as she looked over the paperwork before her. Couple cuts, some bruised and broken ribs. The poor bloke must have went through a major beating. She closed the folder and tucked it beneath her arm as she made her way down the corridor.

For the time of night, the hospital was relatively busy. Most of the usual visitors were home since it was far past curfew, so it meant they had a little more patients than usual. The observation forced a small frown on Giselle's expression and her mind wondered how much more busy this place was going to get once all the tension breaks out into a war. The sad part was, Giselle had a feeling that they were past the point where peaceful actions could be taken. The thought that this fight was going to get far worse placed an uncertain knot deep inside her, a large knot that she couldn't completely swallow.

Giselle looked at the number of the room to make sure she was at the right one before she slipped through the open doorway. Her fingers lightly pushed against the cool wood of the door and watched it as it closed behind her before she looked back at her folder. Her brow rose as the sound of a rather thick Irish accent that came from her patient who she still had yet to look at, "Yes, that's exactly why I'm here, Mr... Cousland." She stated with a soft smile as her brown eyes slowly moved to meet a bright pair of green ones. For a moment, all thought disappeared from her mind and she forgot why she there. She looked at the handsome - slightly battered - young man before her. But her focus soon fell on the rather large cut that was on his brow and she soon realized where and who she was. She took a step towards him and carefully reached out to touch his chin, turning his face to the side as she started to examine him closely. The cuts on his face weren't too deep, they justed need to be dressed and clean before she gave him one of the healing potions she had with her at all times.

She glanced at the open folder she had placed beside him before she looked to his chest. "I'm going to need to see your ribs, can you lift your shirt?" She asked as she struggled to keep her blush unnoticeable. She didn't want him to get the wrong idea that this was more then a professional situation.

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