Post by 10Tickler on Sept 18, 2018 23:43:42 GMT -5
Cassandra Vinthern Full Name • Cassandra Libertas Nickname • Cassie Alias • Cassandra Vinthern Race • Human Birthplace • Coronet City, Corellia Age • 28 Gender • Female Faction • Fringe Concept • Former Sith, Currently in hiding Languages •Basic, Olys Corellisi. Assets • Single-bladed Saber-pike (Deactivated, contains No crystals) Appearance Face Claim •  Height & Weight • 5'6”, 102lbs Overall Looks • Once upon a time, Cassandra had been a slip of a girl. Not too much has changed about that. She's older, and her body shows signs of her early life's choices aging her somewhat prematurely, she has gained a modicum of healthier living in the time between her vanishing from the Sith and the Present. Her hair is still a Platinum white-blonde, but her skin is less...papery, more ruddy. She still wears flowing, light clothing, but instead of the white gown that she'd taken as standard, she instead wears soft, comfortable fabric, normally a Tunic, skirt and cloak that covers her from the elements. However, one holdout from her previous life remains, the stark-white contrast to the new colorful wardrobe, in the wide strip of silk that covers the woman's empty eye sockets. Personality Profile Cassandra has always been a little...off. Everything that she's ever seen has lain upon her Psyche fairly heavily. The ability to not only use the Force to “see” but to see beyond the Veil that time provides has given her an odd outlook on her own life. She's certainly different, and the people who live near her, merely know here as “That weird Blind lady” and treat her with a respectful indifference. In conversation, she's unpredictable, laughing at unusual times, changing the subject entirely, and generally being...confusing. Cassandra is still as averse to touch as ever. There are few who exist that are beyond the reach of her precognitive capabilities after all. Background Siblings • Xavier Libertas, Unknown, Former Sith (Unknown if still alive) Overall History • Birth-10 Born to the Same parents as her elder brother, Cassandra's family seemed to carry a Curse against them, as she was born like her brother, with a defect that would change her entire existence. Born with a Condition known as Primary Bilateral Anophthalmia, Cassandra's family mourned for the Girl from birth, for she possessed no sight through biological means. For a Couple with as high of a Social Standing as the Libertas family, a second child that was totally imperfect was a Blemish that should never have existed. Such was the early life of Cassandra Libertas, A blemish on her family's good image, she was kept away from other people, raised by a Nursing droid in a wing of their house that was kept locked and away from Guests and Visitors. Never to know the Tender touch of a Mother who actually loved her, She would spend the First Five years of her life in only two rooms, barely moving from one spot unless it was time to be bathed by the Droid or taken to one of many doctor's offices. Such conditions are Tragic at their best, and inhumane at their worst, but Cassandra was kept fed and clothed, so no complaints were raised, yet it slowly started to affect the girl. Between the Sensory Isolation provided by her Sterile environment, and the fact that Young Cassandra was starting to grow older and more dependent on her senses, Her hearing started to become sharper, her nose more discerning, yet hearing and Scent would not be enough for the Child to avoid Obstacles while moving, and as though a gift from some sort of Higher Source, Images of the world around her started to Flash through her mind. For the First time, she could see the Ugly, tarnished metal of the Droid that cared for her, could see the well-furnished, yet otherwise ignored room, that she lived in. It disgusted her. Shame and Bitterness seemed to wash through her like waves, Despair and Hatred of the world around her started to grow like weeds in a Garden. It was on her Ninth Birthday, one of the few days that her parents actually spent with her, that her abilities seemed to make a leap forward, as Cassandra started to shake on the floor where she sat, her head turning to her parents. Hide She told them, It's coming... Unused to any sort of command, and unknowing of any abilities that their daughter had, they ignored the words that came from her mouth even as she Stood and Stumbled away, moving under her bed and curling up into the Fetal Position. Even as she finished curling up, The Earth began to shake and Quiver, the Vibrations growing stronger and stronger as a powerful Earthquake shook Coronet City.Following the Aftermath and Cleanup, Cassandra's parents looked upon their Daughter in a new light, having Tailors come to Fit her with Expensive and Elegant clothing, a Silk masking cloth for her Face to hide her eyes, the works. It was amazing, all that Cassandra could have asked for, yet at the same time, it Sickened her, made her feel used, like a Droid or another one of her parent's possessions. A year passed, and Soon, she was Ten years old, Clothed in silk and hating the entire world around her. 10-11 It was during Cassandra's Tenth year of life that she started to become moody and Depressed outwardly, having kept it inside before, she started to speak bitterly to her parents and their fancy guests. During this time was when her family started trying to prepare her for Betrothal, taking her to meet men that were older then her, hoping to pass her off for a lady. It was horrid timing for such an Event, as her sight through the force seemed to keep growing during this time, eventually becoming so fine tuned as to enable her to look into the Future of people that came into Physical contact with her, if she resented them enough. Yet, while this power would usually allow one to see both good and bad, her focus seemed to effect the outcome. Soon, she started to tell each eligible man to come to meet her exactly how and when they were to die, and each time, the men would flee.Between Visions and rejections, Cassandra became more and more depressed, often retreating to her old room and laying in her bed for days at a time, refusing to eat, refusing to move (Save for trips to the Refresher). Yet, as she lay, she never slept, It would be hard for anyone to notice behind the cloth that wrapped around her face, hiding her eyes, but Cassandra was always awake, if only to prevent the dreams that haunted her mind in her sleep. Worried about her, Cassandra's parents got her put on medication to assist her sleep, and soon, life seemed to be somewhat normal again. The men stopped coming and Cassandra settled down somewhat, becoming quiet and Introverted once more, barely ever speaking. While the Chemicals did prevent her from dreaming, Cassandra's health seemed to weaken from it. Slowly, she became more pale, her hair, once a Flaming red and Curled lightened, quickly becoming a pale blonde that was closer to white then anything else, and straight as a board. Her cheeks seemed to hollow out, and around the house she seemed listless, always needing to move, to make some sort of noise, as though if she didn't, she would be forgotten again. It was shortly before her Eleventh birthday that Tragedy struck the Libertas household, Cassandra's hands found wrapped around a bottle of the Same Drugs that she used to sleep in peace, the bottle found Empty and a Trail of Drool leading down to the Floor from her mouth. MediSquads were called out and Arrived Quickly, Rushing her to the Hospital and pumping what was left of the drugs from her stomach, flushing her blood clean using a substitute while it was being cleaned. Ever so slowly, she began to heal from the attempted suicide, yet her outlook was darker then ever. Her eleventh birthday came and went. Nothing seemed to change for Cassandra, at least not in her mind. 11-16 After her Attempt to end her own life, life seemed to go on for Cassandra, and yet, unbeknown to her, life was soon to change. Lightyears away, the tremors that her rampaging emotions caused through the Force were felt by several Jedi and Dark Jedi, including Xavier Libertas, The brother she never knew she had. Alerted to her presence, The System's Jedi Started to make his way towards Corellia, while Xavier finished what he was doing, completly across the Galaxy. Forced into Isolation once more by her parents, the Rickety old Droid that had cared for Cassandra during her childhood became, once more, the only contact that the Usually-silent girl had, and Arranged for her to get materials to find some other outsource for her Frustrations. Painting was what Cassandra chose over all else. For Hour after Endless hour each day, she put her brush to the Canvas, month after month, each time allowing the images in her mind to reveal themselves to the world, each painting growing more grisly and horrifying to her parents, who would check on her just once a week. The Jedi never arrived, but after several years, Xavier did, easily overpowering his parents to get to his Little sister, now Fifteen years old and Emaciated. Her Diet was little more then a Cracker a day and Several gulps of water, her time was consumed by her incessent need to paint what she saw, and when he saw her paintings, Xavier knew what he had to do. Sitting beside Cassandra, he began to talk to her, through her mind, while she painted in silence, as he 'Spoke' to her for hour after hour, she continued to paint. By the time that Night had fallen, The Dark Jedi Master seemed liable to Give up, when something caught his eye. The Image on the Canvas, the Painting that Cassandra had been working on was brighter then the others, and the face was his own, as well as that of Cassandra's, healthier, fuller and less emaciated, but smiling. In her own way, she had let him know that she wanted to go with him, and packing away her paintings and Equipment, they left Corellia behind for good. Cassandra continued to paint, however, now there was something else to Consume her time, Training. Night after night, Xavier trained Cassandra in various aspect of the light and dark side of the force, Building upon her natural skills and molding her to his own purposes. Working with her, He helped her Build her Saber, a Staff-Variant with a Short Blade on the end that would serve it's purpose well for the Blind Seer. Present Now, Cassandra travels with Xavier, staying aboard his ship, hiding in the shadows and assisting him in his own goals, Seeking out Jedi and Dark Jedi to Gather together and Train under his Rule. Cassandra, who has never known, nor understood happiness, is content with her life, spending time painting, or sitting in Darkness, conversing with her brother through their minds. She will never be happy, she does not have the mental capacity for that anymore, but she is as close to it as she will ever be. A Tornado of Sorts Tornado of Souls - Cassandra's First time on Korriban Come together...right now A Day Darker than Most - Cassandra's Joins the Sith Whiskey Tango Foxtrot happened here? Precautionary Tales - Cassandra's First mission The Best kind of Wake-up call Now and Forever - Cassandra's escape Following her Escape from Sith and other clutches, Cassandra accompanied Tsubasa to the smallest, least-populated planet possible, and selling what few precious items she possessed, managed to carve out a simulacrum of 'normal' life. She now exists on the world of Cerea, where she ekes out a simple existence just outside of a small village. |
