Name: Nora Ackerly
Gender: Female.
Age: 17
Race: Human
Personality: Nora can be a grouch. Upon first meeting her, she's most likely to be rude and disrespectful. She's quite paranoid, constantly searching for a trick that someone must be playing on her. There are many situations in which Nora won't know how to deal with it, and she'll get the urdge to flee. In the event that someone does manage to get close to her, she'd be a bit difficult to tame.
Profile (Looks): She has black hair done into a bob cut, because it's easy to manage. She weares thin metal glasses over her deep brown eyes. Her skin was pretty pale, and overall she seemed fragile despite her constant scowl.
Likes: She'd prefer cloudy and rainy days, fall being her favorite season and spring being the runner-up. There's not much else, really, that she's mention unless she trusted you.
Dislikes: Nora could do without hot, sunny evenings; she despises the summer. She also dislikes bullies, idiots, long and pointless conversations, and loud noise.
Sexuality: Bisexual.
Fears: She's afraid of someone getting to cloose and then betraying her. Thunder gets her trembling. Lighting will send her hiding.
Love Interest: Currently in relations with no one.
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"The hell are you looking at? Buzz off." Nora muttered after you'd given her a friendly greeting. Confused, you ask her if it was something you said. She scoffed, turning her back to you.
"I know what your trying to pull, and it's not gona work."
This strikes you as odd. You were just striking up conversation without the least bit of bad intention.
You reach out to correct her, but she's already walking off in a hurry.
