Nevaeh Taisie [AL-A]

What do you see when you look at a face? Is it beautiful? Is it plain? Do you take notice in the smallest of details, or does is it the whole picture that matters most? Short, blue with short silver bangs. Or maybe you notice the cold, steely look in those brown eyes that can shock you if you aren’t expecting them. They speak volumes, and yet they say nothing all at once. The smooth tan skin would denote a simple life-style that might require one to go outside often. The fact that the woman before you stands at 5’4” may intimidate you, or be attractive if your tastes are as such. Her body may seem delicate and slim, but it is all lean muscle that would try to snap your neck should the need arise. Quite the feisty one when she wants to be. You can never judge a person by just one look. Not fully. Even a pretty face could hide a warrior beneath it.
Her walk is both powerful and graceful, rigid yet smooth. It is that of a dancer, and a soldier. She does not seem to give any judgment should she look upon you, her gaze is merely calm and impassive. Only in certain instances does she actually choose to allow herself to express what she is thinking, or feeling. On rare occasions do such things appear of their own volition.

Nevaeh is a girl who has seen the world. She has rebelled, she has obeyed, she has listened, she has fought, and she has done nothing. She has honored her family, and she has damaged that honor as well. Yet the two things that remain constant are her unwavering self-confidence, and the fact that she is her parents pride and joy. It didn’t matter to her that she was raised in a prestigious household, she wanted to be sure she had earned her families name.
Nevaeh was quiet as a child, and remains on the introverted side to this day. Maybe it was because she mainly watched her older brother when they were kids, or maybe it was because she always erred on the side of the quiet, obedient daughter. It certainly isn’t something to be mistaken for shyness or some such, she just like to observe first, and then act. She likes to get a feel for the “land” so to speak. After all, no one likes a fool who rushes head first into a situation.
When she came into her adolescent years, the people she began to hang with weren’t quite the types that her parents necessarily approved of. It wasn’t a thing of social status, it was a matter of their choices. She grew to be more headstrong and independent because of the things she heard from them, and the things she saw. Her family never fell into the trap that some high-class people might. The trap that bad things never really happen, or that they didn’t see them. Perhaps it was with these people that she truly discovered how the world could work rather than some idealized dream world.
She did attend the school, her intelligence excelling as she explored her capabilities and stretched her mind. It hit her one day that she was more capable than she originally thought she was. She was a Dragoon, like her father before her. It made her family most proud to see that she actually held such talents. This is when she practiced and learned their potential. At the same time it alienated her, just like her ability to excel and anything she tried. She made some dumb decisions, and she paid for it. She lost friends, she disgraced her family once. And only once. After that, she said,

“Never again.”

She decided to leave home once she was done school despite her parents hesitancy upon the subject. From that, she learned a structured discipline, and both physical and mental strength that she didn’t know she could reach. Her self-confidence had already been firm, but now it was solidified to the point that nothing could shake it. The more she experienced, the better she became. She was competent, efficient, adaptable, and a natural leader. She remembers all she learned as she grew up, but now it was blended with the strength of a high classed Dragoon. She could be the demure, poised, and graceful daughter of the Taisie family. But she could also be a strong, strict, harsh, and strong as a Dragoon.
Love, loyalty, friendship…. She had seen so many sides to them all that she let them come and go as they needed to. Some part of her is a hopeless romantic, but she doesn’t dare let herself hold any childish thoughts of finding her true love. She holds her friends close, but at a distance all the same. She knows the danger that could be brought upon them should she stay too close. That, and would they still accept her otherwise? She wasn’t proud of everything she had done in her life, and some would make people uncomfortable. Loyalty… She had seen betrayal, she had felt its sting. But she had also seen the fierceness that arose when it came to defending something or someone.
Due to having fending for herself in natures roughest times, its like she doesn't really know how to truly relax anymore. She's always either wearing one mask, or the other. The mysterious Dragoon, or the perfect daughter of the Taisie household. Its not even because its really demanded of her, it is what she believes must be done. So the "true" Nevaeh has become lost and entangled, and she doesn't know what to do about it. So she leaves it be, and keeps going.

When one is born into an all Dragoon family, there are always expectations that go with it. Nevaeh ’s life was no exception. She is the second oldest of four kids, but they never really competed with each other for anything, especially not her older brother Kabuto. The two eldest always just seemed to understand things, and are certainly the most level-headed of the siblings. They stuck together for the most part while they were younger. Since Kabuto is two years older than her, she used to watch him do homework, and occasionally help him with it much to their amusement. Vincent is Nevaeh’s younger brother, and he always more reclusive than the rest. He could never seem to tell if he wanted to try to outshine his older siblings, or if he just wanted to remain on the back burner as he used to say. She knows he feels awkward as the middle child, but at the same time he’s only 17. He’ll figure things out for himself. And then the two youngest are fraternal twins, Makoto and Satoshi. They are by far the most energetic and out-going of the Taisie children, if not just because of their age. If things ever get too tense around the house with the combined stress of everyone, the two of them always seem to be the ones to smooth it out whether its with the prospect of movies, or if they just help everyone find a way to relax. All of the children do their best to make their family proud in their own ways, thankfully without too much pressure from their parents.

As they grew up, they remained close for the most part, except for when Nevaeh began to dive deeper into her studies much more than anyone. She had noticed an affinity for combat, and an understanding with how things worked. So while she grew, she did her best to try to find books on Dragoons and Warriors, trying things out once or twice and learn about her family background. And she found she had a knack for it. They regarded her differently than before, and her parents handled it rather beautifully. They understood that their children may get jealous of that fact, and so they helped their kids explore other things that they had a natural talent for. Eventually things evened out, leaving her mostly relieved. And yet she grew a bit more distant to her family, even some of her friends at school. Some even turned their back on her because of it. Most didn’t seem to mind or care so she just makes sure she doesn’t make it something that’s too obvious. That, and she could tell it made some of her parents friends nervous.

Now she continues to learn and expand her mind as a Dragoon, able to use far more resources than before considering she has access to different mentors and a proper education. She's also practicing more openly than before as well, but still with the proper precautions.