L I L I ● "M O E" ● M Y H O
and bullets lance the bravest lungs
we fold our hands and hold our tongues
My parents called me → [ Lili Myho ]
Sometimes I'm called → [ Moe. Those close to the scout call her Lili in private. ]
I know I'm tall and all but I'm → [ Twenty-two ]
I was born→ [ August 25 ]
Pretty sure this thing between my legs makes me a → [ Girl ]
Where I came from, does it matter? → [ The west coast of the United States ]
History shows I’m → [ Human ]
I'm pretty confident that I'm → [ Heterosexual but has never really put much thought in it. Moe probably could be persuaded otherwise. ]
My lover is → [ Uh.... ]
My babies are → [ None ]
a song somewhere below deadly and slow begins
both sickly and sweet now picking up speed
This is what makes me me, got it? → [ Moe is rather introverted. Her early life was spent with only her Auntie for company has dampened her social skills a little. Joining the scouts was something she considered a bit brave. Plus the tendency to be quiet (along with her attention to details plus slim and quick form) made her a perfect candidate to be a scout. Moe secretly hoped that being around a group of people would help her out. She has been trying recently to make conversation but if she isn't discussing work...well it's rough for her. Her response to this stress and really any stress is to shrink and sneak away. She is still rather devoted to work and to those she has managed to make friends with so far. ]
Let's do a flashback, yea? → [ Moe's parents were rather respected scientist in their field. Lili doesn't remember much about them. What she does remember are fragmented but mostly happy. They were kind to her and playing with her when they had the chance. Unfortunately, they were busy people. Running off to their labs at a moments notice while she stayed home with her Auntie. Sometimes she was taken with her parents to their labs but would always fall asleep soon after arriving. Never waking there but always tucked safely into her warm bed with Auntie next her. There would be a cookie waiting from her along with some milk. She remembers not liking going with her parents because she would wake up sore and bit too tired to play the next day. These bed ridden days was why she got so in to coloring and drawing pictures. Her auntie would read. Moe would create what she heard. These were her days until she was a little more than five.
Lili started to see her parents less and less. Auntie would always tell her about how busy they were and ow important the work they were doing was. Lili didn't know what that work was. It was always hidden from her and in hindsight Moe would wonder if Auntie really knew either. Moe was simply toldt that at her age it wasn't something she needed to know nor would she understand what she was told. This would upset the then five year old; though with some cooing from her Auntie, Lili would calm down and forget why she was mad in the first place. The time between seeing her parents quickly changed from days to weeks to months. Moe doesn't really remember that time much either.
One day Auntie woke little Lili up very calmly, their bags packed and wating by the door, and told her simply that it was time to leave. So Moe left with Auntie that morning; never to return to that house... never seeing her parents again. Lili never cried about leaving them. At that time her attachment to them was rather flimsy. Auntie was her whole world. The older woman took Moe far far far way from her home and in to the woods. There they lived, played, and Moe was taught by Auntie for most of her early education. Sometimes Lili would ask about her parents every once in a while her Auntie would tell her little things about them. It was never real insightful information. Only ever enough to slake the curiosity of the little Lili. Her Auntie never said that they were dead but never did she confirm they were alive either. With whatever information Auntie did give to Lili it always came with the a pinky swear that she would never tell.
When Auntie did put Lili into middle school with the other children; she gave her last name for the girl's. Lili trusted that her Auntie knew best. Years of being in their cabin alone, Lili had grown to trust her completely. So she went a long with it. Besides it really had seemed that the woman was her parent. In school she found it difficult to make friends. Kids were cruel and had already formed clicks. Lili just sort of shrank with in herself; only finding comfort in Art classes and on the track. There she made a few close friends. Unfortunately, Auntie would never let them come over or come to her school. It was a little frustrating to the growing teenager. Lili would try to argue with her care giver but Auntie was very good at deflecting it. The world around them was changing... It was getting hard to keep things secret anymore.
One night right after Lili turned sixteen, it all came out. The war between the humans and the werewolves was reaching even their remote town. In fact they were rounding up werewolves even if they weren't causing a threat. One day after coming home from school Moe didn't find her Auntie in the kitchen; the place the older woman usually was after school. No, Auntie was feverishly packing when had Lili found her room... At first Lili was rather calm about the whole thing. Lili asked her what was going on and her Auntie tried to deflect and change the subject. Just saying they needed to go on a vacation. The sound in Auntie's voice made Lili's started to panic. It did not sound like they would not be returning anytime soon. She didn't want to leave the place she considered home. Lili tried to put herself between Auntie and the packing all the while continuing to try and get a straight answer. What was going on? Why did they need to go? The packing woman frustrated by the questioning, growled and pushed the girl aside... much harder than a human should be able to. Lili was easily tossed against the wall with a bit of thud.
Both of them froze staring at each other. Then Auntie sunk to the floor and a good number of secrets came pouring out. First, she wasn't her mother's sister. No, she was a werewolf that had been with her mother's family since she was a pup. They had treated her kindly. Even brought her up as a companion for Lili's mother, an only child. Lili even witnessed her Auntie change into each of her forms which was both horrific and wonderful all at once. Lili didn't know what to think. There wasn't much time to process it really either. Auntie stayed for another day before she disappeared from Lii's life, but not with out one last pinky swear.
Left behind, Lili confused and frightened. Luckily or unluckily, Auntie had made certain choices for her. Auntie had called up a military academy of sorts. An institution where were got Lili would get an education; as well as the skills she would need to fill in a roll in the military. It seemed like that would be the safest place for the teenager with the war ripping the humans world apart. While there she found it even harder to make friends. Sure she had a certain level of camaraderie with her fellow trainees, but it wasn't anything deeper than that. Much to Lili's saddness, there was a minimal art classes. They were really more like map making classes and learning to make detailed drawings of places and people from memory or descriptions. The few friends she felt close to were always a passing thing. The military was always on the move or sending people to different locations. No one could really predict where they would be in a few months time. The day she was accepted as a full fledged scout, Moe was happy. Now she could perhaps get a station where she could stay for a while. ]
and there's something you should know
you should have died that day
These stuffs are cool → [ L I K E S ]
✓Drawing, if she can painting
✓Fashion
✓Sitting in trees
✓Running
✓Apples
You'll be sleepin' with the fishes if you show me these → [ D I S L I K E S ]
✗Anchovies
✗Disapproval
✗Being pushed into things
✗Fighting
✗Bright yellow
Even Hercules was scared → [ F E A R S ]
☠ Being shot at
☠ Large spiders
☠ Needles
☠ Too many eyes on her
☠ Being sneaked up on
I'll never tell → [ S E C R E T S ]:
☝Her Auntie was a werewolf
☝Her parents were/are scientists. She isn't sure if they are dead or alive
☝Myho isn't her real last name it's
☝She really has had no bad experience involving Werewolves and is only fighting with them to stay alive / fit in
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I'm good at → [ S K I L L S ]:
♲Very keen eyes
♲Can climb a tree very quickly
♲Is rather good at hand to hand combat. For being rather small she is pretty quick and has a good one two jab
♲Has a photographic memory
♲Best with hand guns
i'm just digging my own grave
someone else please save myself from me
I forgot to say → [ She has a tattoo down her side that she had since she was a child. Always wears a ring that was left to her from her Auntie. ]
The beat of my drum → [ Inner Universe Origa or People are Strange The Doors ]
I listen to the voice of → [ CuddlyDeathPrincess ]
