oleandra academy dr | intro
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date: july 27, 2026.
started: 12:57am finished: 1:34am
pinterest is being a bitch again so how many posts i do tonight all depends how much i can handle before my eye starts twitching violently. lowkey the aesthetic is kind of bad so sorry.
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🪻 ݁ ˖ִ ࣪ Adelise grew up in Verendale, on Maravelle Island, in a household built on hard work and quiet devotion. her mother's family has owned and worked the same farm for generations, and her father, though not born into that life, has spent years earning his place in it through sheer effort, the kind of steady, unglamorous dedication that never asks for recognition.
despite the demands of that life, or maybe because of them, her family has always stayed close. dinners, chores, and long evenings spent together shaped her early sense of loyalty long before she ever needed to test it on anyone else.
her mother carries a deep spiritual sensibility, one Adelise absorbed quietly over the years without ever being taught it outright, picking up her mother's habits and instincts the way children often inherit things no one ever formally hands them.
even as a small child, Adelise was highly intelligent, though never in a way that called attention to itself. she rarely had to try to keep up, understanding things quickly and retaining them even faster, which made her seem older than she was in conversations with adults.
mathematics was the one exception. it didn't come naturally to her at first, and she struggled with it more than anything else in her early years, but her family never let her feel like that struggle defined her. with their patience and help, she worked through it steadily until it became just another subject she'd mastered rather than a weak point she carried with her.
at six years old, she started bowling, one of the first things she ever threw herself into simply because she enjoyed it rather than because anyone pushed her toward it. it became an early outlet, something physical and satisfying in a childhood that was otherwise fairly quiet, and it planted the first seeds of the discipline that would later show up in everything else she picked up.
when she was eight, her grandfather died of cancer, and it changed something in her that took years to fully settle. from that point through the early years of high school, she carried a persistent undercurrent of anxiety and paranoia, a fear of losing people that she rarely spoke about but that colored how she moved through the world.
it wasn't sudden or dramatic; it was quiet and constant, the kind of fear that lives in the background of a child's mind and slowly shapes how they hold onto the people they love. little by little, over the years, she learned to manage it, though the instinct to brace for loss never fully disappeared.
both elementary and middle school brought their own difficulties, and she dealt with bullying in both. it wasn't something she talked about much even then, but it left its mark, teaching her early on how to endure things quietly and keep functioning even when things were hard.
she got through it, the way she got through most things, by pushing forward rather than dwelling, though the experience likely played some part in how guarded she later became.
the same year her grandfather passed, she also began learning guitar, and it became one of the few things that gave her a place to put everything she wasn't saying out loud. she took to it quickly and became genuinely skilled, and it eventually opened the door to the violin and piano as well, though guitar has always remained the one closest to her.
as she got older, her temper sharpened, though never on her own behalf. She rarely gets defensive about herself, but her protectiveness over her friends and family grew steadily with age, until it became one of the most defining parts of who she is.
that same period shaped her sensitivity too; she has always felt things deeply, but somewhere along the way she learned to push those feelings back rather than let them show, even when they were still very much there underneath. guilt settled into her early and never fully left, a tendency to blame herself even for things that were never hers to carry.
her first year at Oleandra, Year One, marked the beginning of an entirely new chapter, one that pulled her away from the farmland and vineyards of Maravelle and into the forested highlands of Alvoraine.
she arrived carrying all of it with her: the discipline from bowling, the sharpness from years of quiet study, the guardedness left behind by loss and bullying, and the fierce, quiet protectiveness that had become second nature by then.
✧˖*°࿐𝑁𝑎𝑚𝑒
ADELISE (pronounced; ah-deh-LEESE, origin; old Norvarinian root. meaning; Adel, meaning noble or of noble kind, softened by the flowing -ise ending common to Norvarine given names.) ROSAINE (pronounced; roh-ZAYN, origin; old Norvarinian root, meaning; rose. blooming grace, a flower that holds its color even in winter.) CIELA (pronounced; see-EH-lah, origin; old Norvarinian root of ciel & cielo, meaning; the sky, heavenly.) AUVIERRE (pronounced; oh/ah-vee-AIR, origin; her family name, an old Alvoraine surname tied to golden light and glasswork, meaning; historically associated with families who lived closest to the island's forests for generations.)
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ Nicknames: among the small circle of people she actually lets close, she answers to Ade or Lise, both used almost interchangeably depending on who is speaking and how comfortable they are with her. occasionally, close friends shorten Rosaine into Rosie, a name that feels almost too soft for her until you catch her smiling at it.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ Alias(s): in the spaces of her life that stay separate from Oleandra, particularly the world of late-night street racing, she goes by Wraith. it is a name earned rather than chosen, born from the way she seems to appear and disappear without a sound and the way people only notice she was ever in the room once she has already left it
✧˖*°࿐𝐵𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑠
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ age. 14 (first shift) 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ date of birth. november 17 დ࿐ ˗ˋ zodiac. scorpio♏︎ (sun), taurus♉︎ (moon), scorpio♍︎ (rising) ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › birthstone. yellow topaz, citrine ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › birthflower. chrysanthemum, peony ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › birthsymbol. snake, pig, tree, ash tree, claret red, yellow, dark blue
დ࿐ ˗ˋ citizenship. norvarinian ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › nationality. norvarine isles ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › ethnicity. norvarinian-irish-greek-indigenous ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › race. cursed ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › birthplace. Verendale, Maravelle Island ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › current residence.
დ࿐ ˗ˋ height. 5'9 (177cm) ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › weight. 110lbs (50kg) ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › blood type. o-
დ࿐ ˗ˋ sexuality. omni ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › pronouns. she/they ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › gender. demigirl
დ࿐ ˗ˋ mbti. ISTJ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › mbti role. logistician 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ enneagram. mixture of 1 and 9. mostly 1. 1w9 (1 wing 9) ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › enneagram role. reformer, idealist
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ languages. ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › english 𓂃 southern dialect ❪ 100% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › novarian𓂃 southern accent ❪ 100% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › spanish 𓂃 puerto rican dialect ❪ 100% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › russian 𓂃 moscow dialect ❪ 100% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › greek 𓂃 koiné dialect ❪ 100% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › irish𓂃 gaelic ❪ 98% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › tagalog 𓂃 manila dialect ❪ 95% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › korean 𓂃 jeju dialect ❪ 95% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › italian 𓂃 rome dialect ❪ 85% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › japanese 𓂃 kyoto dialect ❪ 71% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › french 𓂃 paris dialect ❪ 61% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › thai 𓂃 bangkok dialect ❪ 42% ❫ ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › chinese 𓂃 cantonese & mandarin dialect ❪ 35% ❫
she speaks thirteen languages at varying degrees of fluency, with English, Novarian, Spanish, Russian, and Greek at complete mastery. the linguistic range is less a product of formal study and more a product of a specific kind of mind that finds language acquisition a natural extension of pattern recognition.
she picks up structures quickly, retains them completely, and adapts to regional dialect and accent in a way that makes her fluency feel native rather than learned.
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𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ appearance.
Adelise's face settles into an oval shape, lifted by high cheekbones and a jawline with just enough angle to keep her look from ever going fully soft. together they give her a poised, almost aristocratic silhouette, the kind of bone structure that looks deliberate even in candid photos.
subtle shadows tend to fall along her face in a way that only deepens the effect, accentuating an expression that always seems to be watching and thinking at once, alert and quietly introspective. her nose is straight, close to a classic Greek line, with no bump to interrupt it and a tip that rounds off softly at the end, keeping the overall shape from feeling too severe.
her hair was originally a natural brown, but it has been steadily turning white over time, to the point that white now makes up a significant portion of it. smaller white spots are scattered through the remaining dark strands as well, scattered finely enough that they read almost like a constellation, a pattern that only really becomes visible when the light catches her hair at the right angle. it falls to about chest length and has a natural texture somewhere between 2C and 3A, loose waves with just enough curl pattern to hold shape and volume without needing much help.
her eyes are almond shaped with a subtle downturn at the outer corners, giving her a gaze that reads as thoughtful even at rest. they are also heterochromatic. the right eye is a complex forest green shading into jade, with small flecks of brown scattered close to the pupil and a thin ring of blue tracing the outer edge. the left eye is a pale, almost luminous blue that leans toward violet in most light, deepening into a richer blue around the outer rim.
her pupils have a faintly cat-like quality to them, elongating slightly in a way that adds to the unsettling charm people notice about her, and her eyelashes are long and naturally striking, framing both eyes without needing any real help from makeup.
her lips have a clearly defined cupid's bow sitting above a mouth that is thin but rounded rather than flat, and tucked among her teeth are sharp, canine-like fangs that show themselves fully whenever her smile turns playful, mischievous, or just a little cat-like, which is often the exact moment someone realizes she has been teasing them the whole time.
her body is an hourglass figure carrying real muscle, particularly through her legs and arms, though it stays understated rather than bulky and mostly reveals itself only when she wears something more fitted. her skin carries a natural honey-gold undertone that deepens further when she's been out in the sun, and it flushes easily, warming with a blush that shows readily across her face.
her legs are slim but noticeably strong, built from years of physical training rather than left purely decorative. her hands are medium in size with strong, slightly elongated fingers, and her left pinkie sits with a small natural crook to it. the skin there is soft overall but roughened at the pads of her fingers and across her palms, calluses earned honestly through archery, guitar, and the countless other things her hands stay busy doing. her skin more broadly follows the same pattern, soft in most places but rougher in a few, texture that tells the story of a life spent doing rather than simply existing.
დ࿐ ˗ˋ hair color. dyed brown, white-silverish ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › type. 2c-3a
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ hair styles. more often than not she wears it down and undone, half-tucked behind one ear or pushed back with her fingers when it gets in the way of whatever she's focused on.
when she needs it out of her face entirely, whether for training, archery, or a long day of classes, she twists it into a messy half-up style or a low, loose bun that never quite stays as neat as it started, a few pieces always slipping free around her temples.
on quieter evenings she'll braid it loosely over one shoulder, more out of habit than effort, and during colder months she tends to tuck it beneath scarves or hoods, letting only the front pieces frame her face.
she isn't precious about her hair the way she is about some things; she treats it more like something to manage on the way to doing something else, which somehow only adds to how effortlessly put-together she tends to look.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ eye color. her right eye is a complex forest green shading into jade, with small flecks of brown scattered close to the pupil and a thin ring of blue tracing the outer edge. her left is a pale, almost luminous blue that leans toward violet in most light, deepening into a richer blue around the outer rim.
დ࿐ ˗ˋ skin. warm honey-golden undertone that deepens beautifully in sunlight, though she spends enough time indoors that she often appears slightly muted. faint pink warmth across her nose, cheeks, shoulders, and knuckles.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ birthmarks. ꨄ︎ ˚ — beneath her left eye: two small, nearly symmetrical dots sit beneath her left eye, spaced about half an inch apart, dark enough against her skin that most people mistake them for beauty marks. ꨄ︎ ˚ — right hip and thigh: four distinct clusters of café-au-lait spots, each cluster contains 5-8 light brown marks varying in size from 2mm to 1cm. ꨄ︎ ˚ — base of her spine: a small crescent-shaped mark, faint but distinct. it becomes particularly significant later once her wings begin developing more visibly. ꨄ︎ ˚ — scalp: small round birthmark hidden by hairline at nape of neck.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ scars. ꨄ︎ ˚ — three parallel claw-like marks slash across her left shoulder blade: from a training accident when she was thirteen. the marks healed unevenly, leaving pale raised lines against her skin that resemble something animalistic. ꨄ︎ ˚ — a thin, precise line traces her right collarbone: deliberate and clean. from an accident in the woods back in Alabama. ꨄ︎ ˚ — a jagged scar runs along her right ribcage: half-hidden unless she stretches or twists. the one she hides most intentionally. not because of vanity. because of what caused it.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ִִֶֶָָ࣪༯.ִֶָ٠࣪ fashion style. Adelise's fashion sense moves fluidly between softness and shadow, never fully settling into one aesthetic because she genuinely feels at home in both.
on one side of her wardrobe lives a romantic, vintage-leaning softness: flowing lace-trimmed dresses in sage, ivory, and dusty mauve, delicate crochet cardigans layered over slip dresses, and airy tiered skirts that move with her rather than against her.
these pieces lean cottagecore and fairytale-adjacent, full of frayed lace edges, soft draping fabric, and the kind of quiet romance that looks like it belongs in an old countryside estate rather than a school hallway.
she layers scarves and shawls with careless elegance, lets sleeves fall loosely off her shoulders, and pairs these looks with delicate jewelry, pearl chokers, and worn leather bags that feel collected over time rather than bought all at once.
on the other side sits a darker, more gothic-leaning edge to her style, one built around black lace camisoles, off-the-shoulder tops, fitted corset-adjacent silhouettes, and long tailored coats that give her an almost commanding presence when she walks.
her darker outfits favor black and deep neutral tones, structured jackets thrown over soft slip layers, and a heavier concentration of jewelry: layered rosaries, beaded chokers, cross pendants, and statement rings that catch the light whenever she moves her hands. berets, fingerless gloves, and boots round out this side of her wardrobe, giving it a slightly rebellious, big-city edge that contrasts sharply with her softer looks.
what ties both sides together is texture and detail. lace appears constantly regardless of which direction she leans that day, whether trimming the edge of a cream shawl or lining the neckline of a black camisole. layering is a near-constant habit of hers, cardigans over slips, scarves over cardigans, necklaces stacked three and four deep, each piece chosen as though it has its own quiet story.
jewelry in particular functions almost like punctuation to her outfits: crosses, pearls, and heirloom-style pendants show up again and again, giving even her most casual looks a sense of ritual and intention. she gravitates toward suede boots, soft knits, and worn leather accessories over anything that looks too new or too polished, favoring the lived-in over the pristine.
ultimately, her style reads as an old soul with an edge, someone equally capable of looking like she wandered out of a sunlit countryside cottage or straight out of a moonlit street in the middle of the city, and the fact that both feel equally true to her is exactly the point.
✧˖*°࿐𝑃𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙
დ࿐ ˗ˋ personality. ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › Adelise reads first as private, reserved, and quiet, someone who watches far more than she speaks. that stillness is not emptiness, though.
underneath it sits a mind that is calm, sharp, and constantly working, piecing together a full picture of a situation from a single glance or a single sentence someone else has already forgotten they said. she is smart in the way that shows itself through timing rather than showing off, funny in a dry and unexpected way, and observant to a degree that makes people forget she is even paying attention until she proves otherwise.
she is confidant to those who earn it, nice without being soft, and charming in a way that feels effortless rather than performed. that charm sits alongside real charisma, the kind that draws people toward her even when she has said very little to invite it.
loyalty and honesty run deep in her, though both are earned rather than freely given, and once she decides someone is hers to protect, that decision rarely changes. she is decisive, comforting in the way she handles other people's crises, and cunning when the situation calls for it, capable of shifting from warmth to strategy in the space of a breath.
diligence and perceptiveness define how she works and how she watches the people around her. her savoir-faire, that instinctive sense of how to carry herself in almost any room, comes paired with flexibility and dedication, letting her adapt without losing sight of what she actually wants.
she thinks strategically by nature, tends toward a quiet dominance in how she carries a room, and can show remarkably little emotion when the moment calls for control rather than reaction.
she is stubborn to a fault, has a particular talent for insulting people while smiling sweetly the entire time, and carries an intimidating presence that she does not always intend but rarely bothers to soften either.
underneath all of it sits a quieter thread of guilt, the kind that comes from being emotionally aware and distant at the same time, understanding people deeply while keeping herself at arm's length from them.
she is extremely hard on herself, never quite believing she has done enough no matter how much she accomplishes. sensitivity lives underneath her guarded exterior, along with a genuine playfulness that only surfaces once someone has actually gotten close.
as a child, she was very shy, and to help her grow braver, her father used to bring her to a local park at night, giving her small tasks to complete until the darkness stopped frightening her and she understood, deep down, that someone would always be there to help her face what scared her. that early lesson shaped the quiet fearlessness she carries now.
დ࿐ ˗ˋ skills. ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › Adelise's range of skills stretches across the physical, the intellectual, and the strange. she is trained in self defense and archery, comfortable on a motorcycle and behind the wheel during a street race, and capable of walking so silently that people startle simply because they never heard her arrive.
dancing and singing come naturally to her, matched by real skill on guitar, violin, and piano. she moves easily between ice skating, roller skating, and skateboarding, and holds her own in video games, bowling, and swimming.
her mind works as fast as her body. she memorizes and retains information with something close to photographic recall, reads quickly, and has built an unusually wide base of knowledge across many subjects, particularly true crime, history, and the more specific worlds of military history, culture, and war.
survival skills and medical knowledge sit alongside real training in first aid, and her interest in photography extends into a working understanding of forensics.
she can analyze people accurately without ever needing to speak to them, a skill that makes her both easy to trust and slightly unsettling to be around. she learns best through memorization and muscle memory, which explains how thoroughly she has absorbed each of her physical skills.
quieter, less visible talents round her out. she has a high spice tolerance, lies convincingly when she needs to despite being fundamentally honest, and keeps a genuine hand for painting, drawing, and gardening.
calligraphy comes easily to her, as does traditional ceremonial dance, which she has trained in enough to call it a mastery. she can cook, though she prefers baking, and carries a quiet spiritual awareness and mediumship that she rarely mentions to anyone.
დ࿐ ˗ˋ hobbies. ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › outside of what she is technically skilled at, Adelise fills her time with things that bring her comfort or challenge in equal measure. she studies history for the enjoyment of it, sings and dances when no one is grading her for it, and loses hours to video games, reading, and writing.
archery, ice skating, roller skating, and skateboarding all double as hobbies as much as skills, and she plays guitar, violin, and piano simply because she likes to, not only because she is good at it. she rides her motorcycle on long late-night drives, often with no destination in mind, and finds genuine peace in baking and trying new food.
her collections say a lot about her without her needing to explain anything: soft blankets, knives, crystals, stuffed animals, a growing shelf of rare books, and a small, carefully kept collection of ceremonial blades from different cultures.
she researches historical weaponry and ancient combat techniques the way other people follow celebrity gossip, and she builds elaborate, cozy reading nests as though comfort itself were a project worth perfecting.
she creates her own designs, watches anime and reads manga, keeps up with shows on Netflix, and plays volleyball when the mood strikes.
taking photos has become second nature to her, and she has a particular habit of going to stores late at night, especially on the nights she cannot sleep.
bowling, horseback riding, and street racing round out a list of hobbies that make her feel less like one person and more like several different people sharing the same quiet exterior.
დ࿐ ˗ˋ habits. ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › certain small behaviors follow Adelise everywhere. she taps her fingers absentmindedly, clenches her fist when something bothers her more than she is willing to say out loud, and clicks her tongue when she is annoyed.
she fidgets with jewelry, taps her feet along to music, and holds hands easily with friends or a significant other, a small gesture of closeness from someone otherwise so guarded.
her head tilts when she is confused, she grabs onto whoever is nearest when something scares her, and she hums quietly without seeming to notice she is doing it.
she smiles when she insults someone, covers her mouth when she laughs, and cracks her fingers or neck when she needs to reset herself.
დ࿐ ˗ˋ quirks. ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › beyond her habits sit the quirks that make her distinct. she unsettles people simply by how rarely they hear her coming or going, a byproduct of how quietly she moves through any space.
she bites her lips and nails when she's thinking too hard, taps her foot or fingers restlessly, and carries a collection of tattoos and piercings that mark her as someone who has chosen her own body deliberately.
she is ambidextrous, has heterochromia, and experiences small nose or eye twitches now and then. she licks her lips frequently, tugs down on her jacket or skirt out of habit, and has faint, cat-like fangs that catch attention when she smiles a certain way.
when she is mad, stressed, or simply not in the mood to talk, she goes quiet rather than loud, which people who know her have learned to read as a warning sign more telling than any raised voice.
she rarely cries in front of others, but when she finally does, it comes like a flood breaking loose rather than a single tear.
she is unexpectedly good with kids, not in a soft or coddling way, but in a way that feels like genuine understanding, and she is arguably even better with animals than with most people.
she is honest as a rule, but she is equally good at lying the moment it becomes necessary. she hates overhead lighting, favoring the dim glow of lamps or candles over anything harsh and fluorescent.
დ࿐ ˗ˋ energy sensitivity. ·˚𝜗𝜚 𓂃 › Adelise talks to spirits, though she has set firm rules around it. nothing is allowed to appear in reflections. nothing negative is permitted into the spaces she considers safe.
she can handle a great deal, but she knows exactly where her limits sit and does not push past them. she does not believe in the dramatic, Hollywood version of hauntings, favoring instead a quieter belief in residual energy, the idea that emotion and memory can linger in a place long after the moment itself has passed.
she has also made it a personal rule that nothing is allowed to bother her when she is busy or tired, a boundary she holds just as firmly with spirits as she does with people.
