Eve *Giggles* Vasquez

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NAME OR ALIAS; Jules
GENDER; Female
AGE;27
EXPERIENCE;2+ years
LOCATION;In your mind or west side of Florida Missing the Caribbean…

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GIVEN NAME(S);Eve
Eva but prefers to be called Eve
LAST NAME;
Vazquez
NATIONALITY / HERITAGE;
Spanish from Spain though she is one quarter Scottish and one quarter English due to her mothers background.
SPOKEN LANGUAGES;
Bilingual English and Spanish
PLACE OF BIRTH;Madrid, Spain…
AGE/DATE OF BIRTH;
October 25th, 1982
OCCUPATION;
A Two Timing Cop
CANON;
No…

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EYES;
Honey Brown or Hazel
HAIR;
it’s around medium lenghth also a mousy brown color that may have hints of reddish highlights when the sun hit it a certain way. She usually keeps in in waves that cascade down her back.
HEIGHT;Fairly tall coming in at about 5’7”
GENERAL APPEARANCE;
She is tall and slightly curvy.
DRESSING STYLE;
It really depends on the mood when she's on the beat she will obviously wear her uniform.. her badge her gun in her holster and her distasteful hat if need be. She keeps her hair in a pony tail and loose on the back and wears little to no make up. But when she's out she prefers tighter fitting clothes and slacks and avoid skirts and dresses unless necessary like for an event of a gala.

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LIKES;
Not being such a straight and narrow person…
Open minded people…
Sex…
Alcohol but not so much…
Twisted sense of humors…
Vengeance…

DISLIKES;
Her co workers…
Lawyers…
Anytime someone wakes her up in the middle of the night without a good reason…
Her father…
Her job…
Parts of her life…

HABITS;
Bitting her Nails…
Tapping her pen against anything she can find when bored…
Counting things when they are more than 6…
Arching a brow when peeved…
Bitting her bottom lip when thinking…

STRENGTHS;
She’s a quick thinker…
She is a pretty decent shot with a gun…
She’s been able to blend in well at the precinct and is such a good cop up until now no one will suspects a thing…(LOL)
She's determined...
She's calm under pressure...

WEAKNESSES;
Her haughty nature…
Her stubbornness…
Her sarcasm….
She has a quick temper...
The way she talks and reacts before even bothering to think…
She’s a bit of a drinker though she generally won’t admit to it

GENERAL CHARACTER TRAITS;
Eve is not one to be in a “happy” or “giddy” mood at any given time. She’s a bit of a ticking time bomb you can say and will blow up at the slightest provocation with either a threat or a sarcastic remark depending on whom she is talking to at the time.

You can usually find her pretty features in a scowl or arching a brow in annoyance. When and is you see her smile or even grin it is most likely because she is up to something not at all pleasant.

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SPOUSE;None
CHILDREN;None
PARENTS;Father: Emanuel Vasquez… Mother: Mary McGregor
SIBLINGS;None (thank god)
EDUCATIONAL HISTORY;She went to different schools since they we’re always moving around… She finished off High School in Gotham City and eventually graduated from the Police Academy and joined the force.
BACKGROUND STORY;
Eva Vasquez was born on a rainy October day in Madrid Spain. Her mother was delighted but her father was outraged at having her bear a daughter instead of the most coveted son. She had a it of an odd childhood as he would often neglect her or smack the young girl if she misbehaved. He never really wanted her. Her mother was her salvation. At the age of 5 they moved from Spain to Great Britain... Her father was a hard worker though working for the mob you had to be.

Six years after they moved her father angered his boss and thus they took the only thing he truly loved. Mary was murdered; the police did nothing for they we’re working for the same man that had her killed. Once Eve realized they did nothing to stop the murder she, in turn, began to change and vowed to destroy them … every last one…

When she was 15 years old her father decided to move them away from all the pain and suffering in Europe and moved them to Gotham City. She did not like this place but imagined it would be a good place to plot her revenge for the police here was as twisted as they came. At least in her mind there was no such thing as a good guy… only villains disguised as good and hiding behind a mask of lies…

Once she turned 18 she left her father and started working at a restaurant as a waitress… any money she managed to get she used to gain entrance into the Police Academy. She figured... better to destroy the enemy from within than to try and fight them from the outside. She had high marks in all her courses and became and excellent shot. Though it burned her to the core to have to work with the ones she despised she had still felt a small twinge of satisfaction at the mere thought of one day destroying them all.

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CHARACTER TITLE;The Giggling Hyena (LOL)
HOW DID YOU FIND THE SITE?;The Joker sent me the link after I neglected to ask the Admin for it on MSN lol
ANYTHING ELSE?The site looks awesome… Tell me if I need to change anything on the app though…

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From The Return to Narnia Site ((Waves at Dev lol)

She remained there visibly stunned as tears welled beneath her pale blue eyes. Why wouldn't he believe me... I have never lied to you Peter... she wanted to scream. To walk up and shake him out of this desolate place he was dragging them both towards. To the depths of an ocean of rage and misguided truths. And yet she hardly found her voice as he began to not insult her but accuse her. Sea green eyes narrowed at her as he gave her the coldest most terrifying look she had ever beheld in her short life.

"You're lying to me." she heard him say feeling as though she had been slapped in the face. She began to speak up... searching for her voice to no avail as his verbal assault continued on her character as well as her pride."Lyanne, why on earth would you lie to me? Are you trying to break apart my family? Did you think I would love you better if I thought I had.... competition?" The way he looked at her almost made her want to hurl on cue but she swallowed the vile taste in her mouth and started to stand. She was done with the abuse and the way he looked at her was just pushing her over the edge.

"I..." she began speaking slowly... deliberately to him.. as if he we're her equal and NOT her superior. "...have not ONCE.. ever LIED TO YOU!..."she stood from her chair and stood tall and proud even though this was eating her up on the inside but she just could not take the abuse any longer. "I would NEVER Lie about someone I met a mere hour or so ago... I know Not his character and yet I see that yours has no improved with time and consequence... Your foolish pride always getting the better of you and one day it will be your downfall Peter... mark my words one day your words will swallow you up whole and spit you out like a wretch..."

She knew the if she continued with this line of rebukes that she would have crossed a line and there may possibly be no turning back from it and yet she continued as blind rage filled her to the core. "I never asked for your affections though I believed they we're freely given... I would never force anything upon you nor would I have the strength and power to do so... I id have half a mind to consider giving you my heart but apparently I am a worthless liar that only contrives to lie and cheat my way to the crown..."

There.. she admitted that she was quite fond of him but not under the best circumstances. "I am not worthy of a Kings love... and yet a High and Proud king is not worthy of mine..." She then walked closer to the king. Glaring at him just as he glared at her. "I pity you and your foolish arrogant pride... Peter..." his name... though the last words from her lips where not filled with the rage not anger that the rest of her words were. In a way she was begging him to believe her though deep down she knew he would not.

"Don't you dare prophesize my downfall! You stand there judging me, and yet you are the one who pretended to have kissed my brother! And for what benefit?" She did her best not to flinch as his voice boomed ringing in her delicate ears. She had never in her life had to go through something like this and yet she continued to watch him. Glaring at him as he sputtered his endless string of insults. "Exactly... what benefit is it to ME TO LIE TO A KING!" she spat out then bit her lip and looked at his feet. She was angry.. distressed and this battle that had yet to be won by either of them continued to rage in both their hearts and minds.

She heard his laugh.. but not the usual glad or even happy laughter that rung in her mind oh no.. This was a mocking and bitter sweet laugh that echoed in her head making her look up at him a bit fearful at what he could possibly want to say. "Your affections?! Hah. A fat lot of good that would do me, the affections of some pompous child who runs around telling stories to her King. I'd be better off with my sister then someone like you." Her eyes widened slightly and she hoped he had no notice the pang that hit her heart at that very moment. She felt her world start to fade from underneath her feet but she would not faint nor give him the satisfaction of seeing her as weak. Not anymore...

"I HAVE NEVER LIED TO YOU!" she yelled at him as tears welled in her eyes once more. She turned her face momentarily away doing her best to get rid of the tears. He did not need to see them.. not now.. nor ever again. He spoke again ad she turned to ook at him. Doing her best to remain as stoic as possible. As cold as stone that has been outside during winter. "Pity me? Fine, whatever it is that soothes your lying heart. But pity me from afar, because from this day forward, I never want to see you at Cair Paravel again." She stared at him once more in disbelief. "Y-You don't mean that..." she said a mere whisper on her now pale lips. She knew he had not heard for he was turning on his heel and storming off. Cruel and merciless to the bitter end.

Finding her voice once more she called out to him. "ONLY A COWARD TURNS HIS BACK ON SOMEONE WHO HAS NEVER DONE ANYTHING TO DESERVE SUCH HARSH AND CRUEL TREATMENT FROM YOU!" she then bit her li and waited a moment. She imagined her last insult had fallen on deaf ears though she regretted it the second it had fallen from her lips. She sniffed and sighed for a moment then lowering her gaze to the ground left Cair Paravel. Once outside she noticed the sun had set and she was quite thankful for the darkness and the cold it would bring.. though nothing compared to the cold she felt in her heart at that very moment... She looked back upon the castle one last time... and shaking her head she walked off in total and utter silence as tears of anger and sadness fell down her pallid . cheeks..

[Joker]

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