Post by Yvette Singh on Jan 29, 2024 1:43:28 GMT
I am focused.
I’d be a whole lot more focused if you weren’t standing there with your pants on fire.
WIZARDING APPLICATION
VITAL INFO
Character Name: Yvette [Vini] Jaya Singh
Date of birth: 15 December 1958
Age: 19
Father: Vikram Singh [60 - Spell Damage Specialist & Instructor, Hôpital d'instruction Flamel]
Mother: Coralie [nee de Lapin] Singh [58 - Heiress, Socialite]
Sibling: Lyam [25 - brother - Healer at Hôpital d'instruction Flamel] and Kala [25 - sister-in-law], Jay [2 - nephew]
Cousins in England: Adrian, Anastasia, and Alec Savage
Bloodline: Pureblood
Back Story
Yvette - better known by her childhood nickname, Vini - was the second child born to an esteemed Healer and Parisian socialite. The couple tended towards distance from her and Lyam - not with malicious intent, Yvette knew in her heart, but because that was how they had been raised - and treated them more like small adults than children. Even when she was old enough to be trusted at the benefits her mother threw, mostly for the teaching hospital where her father had made his career, they kept the governness on. Dear Mademoiselle Haydée did her level best, but perhaps it was the insult of having someone tailing them that led to Lyam and Vini orchestrating their grand escapes from almost every gallery in wizarding Paris. Such things were more difficult on her own, and the years without her brother's constant company - "constant," really, with six years of difference he had a soft spot for the girl but a limit - were eerily quiet unless she filled the silence.
She was thrilled to join him at Beauxbatons and learn the truths behind his elaborate stories, and it was at the boarding school where she truly made her first friends. They tended to be the academic sort, a few years older, and the clever girl thrived in their company. She had always been eager to learn, and the professors had expertise far beyond what Mademoiselle Haydée had shared with her in their lessons. Years passed, and holidays spent with vibrant cousins abroad were some of her happiest times. When she was old enough, had pestered him, and had passed a number of demonstrations and recitations at home to prove her sincere interest and preparation, Vini was finally allowed the opportunity to shadow her fathers and his colleagues at the hospital on holidays, on Lyam's heels. What had before been told to her in rather scholarly stories came alive as she saw the work first-hand, and while she tried to pursue other interests at school, none gripped and challenged her as much as the pure magic done inside her father's profession. Her brother joined their father after graduation, and while she loved him dearly, Vini felt he'd taken the easy way. True, she hoped that the instructors would be just as hard on him as they would be on anyone else, and just as fair - but felt he peacocked about too much in the matching robes, embroidered surname and all, that he shared with Healer Singh, Sr. He did not take the feedback well.
She set her sights on St. Mungo's, on London, a training hospital with a reputation just as solid as Flamel's, and a quick apparation from her beloved cousins. Vini made no secrets of her plan, wanting to shield her mother especially from an abrupt departure, as the woman's sister had moved abroad so quickly all those years ago. She studied, practiced in the hospital wing at school, grew closer to her father as she learned - and while her attention was all but occupied by what she was learning, someone did catch her eye.
For the last three years, she and Alphonse had been something of an item. Her brother's friend was brilliant and so funny, a regular around their home and at the hospital as the young men trained alongside each other. She was away to Beauxbatons, he to the hospital, and letters and holidays were enough for her. It couldn't amount much to anything, Vini knew - she had long been determined to train at St. Mungo's, after all, and a boy would be the last thing to keep her from realizing that dream. Even if he was terribly handsome. So she had been surprised in that last June in Paris to find that, when she began The Conversation, he stopped her before she got too far. They would only be across the channel. It was nothing, really. And only temporary.
Taking that to mean that he would join her one day, Vini agreed, and it turned out that there was no time for dating during training anyway. No - St. Mungo's tested her, required all of her focus, and phone calls, letters, and holidays were enough. He loved her, after all.
On a rare and recent visit to London, he'd slipped up. Laughing, deep in his cups, explaining that he and Lyam were in a bit of a fight. He'd bet she wouldn't last here six months - and Lyam, that she would be back home before hitting a year. They'd both lost, but Lyam argued that since he'd been closest, he deserved the win. It took longer for him to realize she didn't find it funny at all than she would have hoped for a Healer at the top of his cohort. Had he lied about that too? No amount of cajoling, backpedaling, claiming it'd just been a joke and couldn't she take a joke could crack through the wall that came crashing down at the insult, the disrespect, the realization that they didn't only speak of her - as she expected - but bet on her to fail, for the cost of a nice glass of wine. His things and gifts thrown out onto the sodden London street below, and a few landed hexes - with the warning of a curse if he didn't remove himself from her sight of his own accord - made her feelings on the matter plain enough for even him to understand. After a satisfying and rage-fueled shouting match over the phone with her brother, she's been ignoring the lot, and never so grateful for the physical distance between them.
The wild mix of fury and embarrassment drove her to finally start taking her coworkers up on offers to go out after shifts, for more than a quick drink. They were a lovely, lively bunch who she'd, perhaps, been a bit too brash around at first in her efforts to prove she'd made the right choice in leaving France. As she gets to know them, Vini is grateful to start feeling like she really is part of the community. She's quick to come to the defense of a patient or friend, great at giving advice and horrible at taking it, and while her bedside manner could use work - her face gives her feelings away just as quickly as her assessment does - at least some of the patients find her amusing. As they've usually gotten themselves into trouble themselves, blunt, persistent questions are a must - and easier for her to give in this setting, than outside.
She was on her own, now, but more confidently so than when Alphonse had been in the back of her mind. Flowers bloomed, the days stretched long, and while she'd always have something to prove - Vini was almost settled into this new life that was hers.
APPEARANCE
Height: 5'5"
Hair: Long, full, and dark
Eyes: Dark brown
Style/Other characteristics: While lime-green Healer robes aren't out of place in her colorful closet, Vini very rarely leaves the hospital in them, preferring to fully change from head-to-toe in more flattering clothes from home. Outside of the hospital, she has a taste for finery nurtured by her mother's glamor, and enjoys dressing well.
TEMPERAMENT
[adapted from here]
Primary Motivators: Understanding, Beneficence, Play, Recognition
Emotional Disposition: Curious
Moodiness: Impatient
Topics of Conversation: Work stories and current learning fixation, adventures in cooking, late night tv, favorite new people and places, her birds and their shenanigans with the neighbor kids
Quirks, Habits, & Oddities: Over-eager to share new learning and experiences; prone to exaggeration in storytelling; runs at 100 most of the time - when 0 hits, it stays; still rearranging furniture and decor in the flat she's been at since training started
Hobbies & Enjoyments: Movies, tv, theatre, cooking, reading and research, enjoying her birds, time with her aunt's family in Norwich, practice practice practice
CORE TRAITS
Outlook: Optimistic
Integrity: Industrious
Impulsiveness: Hyperactive
Boldness: Confident
Flexibility: Stubborn
Interactivity: Blunt, Talkative
Sense of Humor: Sarcastic
SEXUALITY
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Libido: Healthy
Sexual Expressiveness: Spontaneous
Promiscuity: Newly single and taking full advantage
MAGIC
Wand: Willow, dragon heartstring, 10", slightly springy
Boggart: Failing her future patients
Patronus: Hippogriff
EDUCATION
Time at Beauxbâtons: 1967-1977
EMPLOYMENT
Type of Application (Order, Death Eater, or Civilian): Civilian
Job/Position: Healer-In-Training, St. Mungo's, Specialty in Artefact Accidents
How long: Since July 1977
Qualifications: Strong marks in Potions, Transfiguration, and Charms in particular...and one letter from a colleague of her father's, who she often worked under during holidays. Carefully perused to ensure no name-dropping was included.
OTHER
Play By: Richa Moorjani
Player Name: Sam
