Evangeline G. Vinette

        

Evangeline Grace Vinette

female  sixteen  angel

 Evangeline Grace Vinette

 Eva, Angel

 Female

 16 years

 Angel

 none

 5'4"

 curvy

 blue

 white

 none

 none

 Eva usually dresses pretty simply. Her favorite outfit is a black tanktop, with a loose, short cut, shoulderless shirt over it. Generally this is worn with a pale pink skirt, white boots and black socks (one reaching just below her knee and the other reaching up her thigh). However, in fear that this isn't modest enough for class, she will often change into long pants and a simple tshirt or sweater. In the summer she can be seen sporting simple sundresses often. Her clothes most often seem to be blacks, grays, pinks and purples, or simply a white. She almost always wears the same white boots, too. She rarely carries any sort of accessories.

 Eva is a beautiful young woman with sloping curves and a bounce in her step. Her pale white skin is practically flawless, with no sign of any sort of blemish. Her white hair gently cascades down her back, reaching all the way down to her knees, often forming waves if only because of the sheer length making it impossible to stay perfectly straight. She walks with an airy grace, almost as though she's floating. When her wings are not hidden, they are each about a foot taller than her body at full length. It is impossible for her to stretch them indoors, thus she does her best to spend much of her time outside. Because of this, there's often some sort of leaf or twig stuck in her hair. Typically, two braids frame Eva's face, and her long bangs messily scatter about, reaching as far as her chin.

IA, vocaloid

 open spaces, the sky, flying, daydreaming, singing, dancing, drawing

 cramped spaces, hateful attitudes, horror movies, stifling atmospheres, boredom, when people are sad

 singing, cheering people up, animals, optimistic, artistic expression

 naive, physically fairly weak, fire, confining environments, horror films

 confinement, fire, loss

 a lot of friends, to bring happiness, to inspire hope

 There's no point in denying it. Evangeline is naive. Oh sure, she has a very strong sense of duty and loyalty, and of right and wrong, but she is very easily fooled. Mostly because she has a very strong optimism about her that manages to overlook the darkness in a lot of things. She's more than willing to give anyone a second (or third or fourth or fifth, etc) chance if they seem like they're sorry. Unfortunately, this means she's quite easily pulled into bad situations. If only there were someone to look out for her!
Evangeline also quite enjoys having fun (particularly outdoors). She has a cell phone and purse but often forgets them in her dorm (and really she has a bad habit of losing things all together). She dearly loves her pegasus Sky, a stallion whose wingspan is even more impressive than hers. Eva keeps both her own wings and Sky's wings hidden well from humans, but more than one non-human around Ravenfell's campus has probably seen them soaring among the clouds.
Eva also has quite the soft spot for kittens.

 Gabriel Vinette

 Angela Vinette

 none

 none

 Damian Holmes (IT'S COMPLICATED)

 n/a

 Sky Bound (white pegasus stallion)

 Evangeline is very young for an angel. At only sixteen years, she's practically a baby. For her first few years of life, she lived with her parents, Gabriel (an arch angel) and Angela. However, she yearned for adventure and freedom from a young age. Born with the massive wings of an arch angel, Gabriel was pleased to let her attend Ravenfell Academy to begin to find herself. Arch angels rely less on groups than most angels, and he would have his daughter be no different. However, Evangeline has a long way to go, and is only just learning what it means to be an angel.

 Des

 Davy Jones' Music Box from PotC

 {edited out by Wuibee}

 n/a

 click

 The open sky gleamed above Evangeline, begging her to soar into the atmosphere. Though her wings were bigger than anyone else her age, she was still to little to fly, her mother said. The muscles along the ridges arched and stretched slightly, ruffling her feathers in anticipation. Soon, her father had promised. Soon she would soar among the clouds. On her birthday, he promised he would give her her first flying lesson. The little girl shivered in anticipation, wiggling and hopping once in place.
She spun in a circle and took off at a run, her wings flexing wide open to catch the air as she did. What must it feel like to fly, and be surrounded by air like this!
Soon! she thrilled to herself, giggling.