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park, amity. twenty two. personal assistant.

[theamitypark-blog]

our equation // lisette & amity

She’d given her friend about an hour’s notice before heading over to her place -- a text that announced her arrival and the promise that she would bring food with her. Amity figured that was enough to get her the okay, and she was right; now she was on her way, with a higher end pizza on the seat beside her and plenty of napkins piled on top of that. 

Normally she’d give more notice and plan it better, but Amity was in no mood to do so. So much of her life was carefully calculated, weighing every risk possible -- she didn’t mind, most of the time. It was fascinating and helped her feel in control. Now and again, though, she just wanted to complain about her shitty job and coworkers, and this was one of those times.

Especially with the way the bodyguard had treated her recently -- it made her feel dirty, and Amity hated it. A lowlife nobody like him wasn’t supposed to have an effect on her; she was above that. 

As she pulled into a parking spot and headed up to Lisette’s residence, she felt calmer already -- she knew she was in the presence of a good friend, and didn’t need to act anymore. Sometimes it was difficult to turn off the perfect illusion, but she found that wasn’t the case with her. Easily, she was one of the closest friends she had. 

“Hey,” she greeted with a sigh and a smile, holding the pizza up a bit. “Long day.”

[robinflyaway-deactivated2015073]

“Uh–sure. Of course.” Robin flashes an encouraging smile to distract from the confusion in his tone. He leans into the pause, brow quirked slightly. “Yeah,” he murmurs to encourage her. “Honestly.” His jaw drops, ever so slightly, at the oddity of the question. The girl is radiating confidence–that much he’d be able to tell even without his gifts. He offers a grin, chuckling at the back of his throat. “You look beautiful, if I may say so, ma’am. Hot date?”

[theamitypark-blog]

Amity’s smile widened, pleased at the way she’d hooked him into her inquiry with little to no effort at all. “You’re too kind,” she said modestly, though her grin was anything but. “But you may. No -- it’s a charity dinner with my family. I wish it was a hot date,” she joked, definitely meaning it -- she’d have to spend most of the night listening to people schmooze and spout off nonsense, but again, it was all for appearances. 

[adriengracerp-blog]

‘Because they make up everythin’!’ Jasper grinned, laughing a little bit at his own joke, although he shuffled away a little bit, her annoyance clear to him. It was okay, he thought, he liked his jokes– but Jasper was a people pleaser, which perhaps undermined him a little, and so he just kept talking. ‘You know any good jokes?’

[theamitypark-blog]

She had to admit -- it was pretty funny, especially when it was followed by his own laughter. It made her chuckle, as well, to her own surprise. “That’s clever, I like it,” she said with a smile, followed by a small shrug. “Not particularly... though this one gets my brother every time. What do you call a belt of watches?”

[theamitypark-blog]

hello all!

i got home only about a half hour ago from work so i hope to get a few replies out tonight. i wanted to make a to do list so i can keep track of what i owe people, so:

para starter -- lisette

para reply -- moises

gif para reply -- robin

gif para reply -- jasper

gif para reply -- addison

my ask box is open and since i don’t work tomorrow, i hope to message a few of you about plotting! it’s also open for the quote meme. have a good night/day ^^

[theamitypark-blog]

“Okay -- can you do me a favor?” Amity put on her best damsel-in-distress face, and widened her eyes slightly. “I need you to answer my question honestly, yeah?” She paused to keep them curious. “Do I look alright?” Amity knew the answer already -- she looked wicked, but it was always nice to have the fact confirmed by another anyway.

[lucinda-talks-alot]

Reaching over the other side of the bar, Addison grabbed the empty beer bottles and wine glasses and put them over by the dishwasher. She glanced around the faces milling around the bar, trying to scout who she had served and who she hadn’t. 

Grabbing the small white washcloth, she wiped and dried any spilled liquids and polished the black glass counter-top before someone approached, “What can I get you?” she smiled at the customer. 

[theamitypark-blog]

Amity had had to excuse herself from the table of the important, heavily opinionated men she worked with. She feared her expression was going to betray her, and it wasn’t as though they’d miss her -- she was just the assistant, after all. 

“Water,” Amity returned immediately. She didn’t drink; too risky. That wasn’t the reason she always gave, though. “Designated driver,” she lied easily with a small smile, holding up her car keys for a brief second. 

[camilleprevker]

42/100 pictures of Chloe Bennet

[adriengracerp-blog]

See, no, I only got one joke, an’ it ain’t even so good. Okay, so, okay, why should ya never trust an atom?

[theamitypark-blog]

Inwardly, Amity was sighing in annoyance; outwardly, she smiled and nodded towards the man. Good God, if her parents saw her acknowledging him, they’d have heart attacks. The idea of that lessened her annoyance a bit. “Why shouldn’t you?” She asked on cue.

[mxisesguerrero-blog]

Sway ••• Moises & Amity

Mr. Edward Callen’s home was a combination of aesthetically unpleasing caricatures and gigantic animal designs on walls, but Moises Guerrero never said anything about that. His job was not to speak of such things, nor was it to comment on the unnecessary. No. His job was to stand and to protect, to make sure that no harm came to the particular Mr. Callen, and to ensure that the walls of his home were as guarded as can be. His job was to do rounds, to make sure that the door was always locked and that people always knocked before they entered. Moises Guerrero never went out of line – not when Callen was around – because he knew his place, just as Callen knew his.

It was, however, of a different story when Callen was not around.

This was not to say that Moises Guerrero was lazy, or that he was not doing his job. ( No, this had something more to do with integrity. ) As far as Callen was concerned, Moises was the best bodyguard around. As for as anybody was concerned, Moises was the best person to take care of Edward Callen himself. Little did the man know, though, that the same man who took care of him took to getting comfortable in his home when he wasn’t around, took to lounging about and taking naps whenever he was out of eye range. Guerrero hadn’t been caught yet – and he didn’t plan to be. The only other person who’d seen him do such a thing was Amity Park, but they were so often left alone to themselves, and Edward Callen was not a man of chit-chat, that Moises didn’t think she’d say anything. ( A part of him knew that Callen would never believe such a thing anyway. )

Wasn’t the saying as follows: When the cat is away, the mice come to play?

This was of the moment. Mr. Edward Callen was away for lunch with a few of his friends again, leaving Amity and Moises to their own devices within the confines of his home. At once, Moises left his station by the door, and took to sitting on his boss’ chair with his feet raised up to the table. These weren’t uncommon actions, no. From where he sat, he could better see Amity on her own table, doing paperwork that Callen had asked her to look through. She was always a little bit more disciplined than him, so it was of no question that she remained focus on her task at hand once their boss was away.

Moises rather thought she needed a little prodding. “Amity,” he called from the table, “do you always do what you’re told when no one is around?” Now that he’d gotten her attention, he put two arms behind his head. “How good of a good girl are you? Why don’t you show Daddy?”

[theamitypark-blog]

As much as Amity outright hated the job she currently held, she understood fully that her suffering would one day serve its purpose. She was doing great good for the Resistance, and if listening to bigoted people all the time and dealing with Callen’s asshole of a bodyguard, well, she’d do it.

A boy like Moises was exactly the kind that Amity couldn’t stand. His opinions were the right ones, no matter what; he was an entitled jackass; and to add, he was lazy and disrespectful the moment that Callan was out of sight. Amity might have reported this earlier, but she doubted they’d listen to anything she said. After all, she was the secretary and a woman. What did they know?

She found it hilarious however that Moises chose to flirt with her so often, considering his stance on those with powers. Sometimes she played along, just to laugh to herself later about how clueless he really was. Though he made it hard to keep acting today, as he dropped the term “Daddy” in his sentence. Jesus Christ.

Amity glanced up at him slightly, continuing to work even through his rude distraction. “I do my job, that I’m paid to do,” she said simply. “I don’t really think you’ve earned that,” she continued with the slightest of smiles, giving him just enough hope to make him think there was a chance. All the while, she carried on with her paperwork. She guessed that being ignored and passed off like this would make him try even harder, which would amuse her all the more.

[theamitypark-blog]

BASIC STATISTICS: CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT SHEET #1

FULL NAME: Amity Marie Park

PRONUNCIATION OF FULL NAME: AM-mih-tee (more often that not the “T” is not pronounced, sounding more like AM-mih-dee) mah-REE PARK

NAME MEANING: “Amity” means a friendly relationship.

ORIGIN OF NAME: Her parents liked it, and according to their publicist it was just different enough to attract attention but sweet enough to still be normal.

WHAT THEY LIKE TO BE CALLED: Amity

NICKNAMES: N/A

DO THEY LIKE THEIR NICKNAMES: If anyone manages to give her one, rest assured she hates it.

ALIASES: In the Resistance, she is also referred to as Harmony at times, as that is the name of her mission.

AGE: Twenty-two

BLOOD TYPE: A-

D.O.B:  March 19, 1993

BIRTH PLACE: Boston, Massachusetts

DO THEY HAVE A SUPER POWER?: Yes

IF SO, WHAT IS THEIR SUPERPOWER?: Disease manipulation

ZODIAC SIGN: Pisces

RELIGION: Atheist

GENDER: Female

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Bisexual

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Grayromantic

EDUCATION: Bachelor’s in Business Administration

OCCUPATION: Personal Assistant

SOCIAL CLASS: Upper class

LANGUAGES THEY CAN SPEAK: English, French

[theamitypark-blog]

OOC

Offensive subjects/Triggers: I can be triggered by topics involving self harm and depression. I will write them, just please give me a heads up before diving right into it! I also don’t do smut unless we’ve talked about it beforehand.

IC

Mental Powers: Amity is very aware of her own mind and guarded, due to the two lives she lives. She would like to think that she’d be able to tell when her mind is being read, but that is not always the case; only when someone lingers in her head does she sense it. When it comes to persuasion and hypnosis tactics, however, Amity is a hard one to bend to your will. She will fight every step of the way, and it’s probably easier just to take her out physically instead of trying to change her thought patterns in a fight.

Is your character open about their alliance? Or is it a private matter?

Amity’s alliance is complicated. By all outside accounts, she is associated with Aeviternity, as this is where her politically powerful father aligns himself. Only those high up in the Resistance (or mind readers) would know of her allegiances there and her mission as a personal assistant to a high ranking Aeviternity official.

Flirting with this character?

She will play along simply to keep up appearances, and has been known to date boys who are wholly against those with powers just for the sheer irony. A real relationship will only happen if she knows and trusts you in the Resistance.

Fighting with this character?

She will not fight anyone; she would call the police and let them handle it (even though she’s perfectly capable). She does this to keep people thinking that she is not a threat. She might strike you with disease in retaliation, but there’s no way to trace that to her. 

Injuring this character?

Go ahead, makes things more interesting.

OTHER / NOTES: Amity is double sided, and therefore is nearly always acting when she interacts with the general public. She seems sweet and innocent, but she is not above using her powers on your character if she gets particularly annoyed. The only time Amity would be herself is with a member of the Resistance who knows and keeps her mission and a secret. 

When it comes to her power, Amity is much better at giving people disease rather than healing it, the reason being that she rarely if ever heals what she’s created. She cannot heal something that she didn’t cause or create herself. Because of this, she calculates her risk before ever doing anything permanent.

[theamitypark-blog]

hello everyone! i’m emmy, and i play amity here! i’m super excited to be here but i’ve been out celebrating the marriage ruling here in the usa pretty much all day, so i’m super tired haha. 

all i have up is amity’s about page, but i should have wanted connections soon! (by soon i mean tomorrow evening!) i’m looking forward to rping with you all! <3