Awareness is the enemy of sαиιтץ, for once you hear the screaming it never stopsAthena Avila ׺°”˜`”°º×
Howling ghosts ➸ they reappear In mountains that are stacked with fear ➸ But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
name: Athena Avila
nickname: Avila, Avil, Athena
age: 19
personality: calm and quiet, she rarely speaks at work or..anywhere. She isn't close to anyone because she's afraid fo what they would do if they know her secret but that's with alive people, with dead people she is usually okay around. She can handle some but sometimes she'll try to pretend she can't see them only because she hates seeing their desperate faces as to why they're there. She gets afraid easily, not of death but of other things.
bio: She was a middle child of a younger brother and older sister. She's had her gift since she was born but because she was young she always talked to them and wondered why others couldn't see them as well. She played with the ghost of children who went too soon and talked to the elderly who were looking for something. Everyone noticed her odd behavior but no one noticed the undead. Her sister hated her because of it and picked on her at home, her parents didn't know what to do with her, kids her age outcasted her, the only one who actually liked her was her little brother. Only a year younger though he adored her and she loved him. When she turned 7 she was known as the 'lunatic' and soon she had to watch her little brother coming home crying because of kids making fun of him for having a crazy sister. When her brother got into a fight and got beat was the changing moment, her parents decided on moving halfway across the country and the picking turned into hatred for Athena. She soon started talking less and less to the undead and tried to fit in more. It worked for a while until when she was 15 and a ghost noticed that she saw him. He haunted her for weeks and weeks until she was outcasted once again because strange things happened around her. Her sister, 17 pretended not to even know her and her brother's smile turned more pretend everyday. She ran away after a month of watching her parents go bak into that unsure how to raise her state. She became quiet and a loner to the public of a new city she moved to, to the dead she talked to she was new. She started to work for a plant nursery and she rarely has to talk to anyone because of it.
other: She doesn't believe in a grim reaper, she believes in death of course but not a grim reaper. She knows a little ghost girl who is on her route to her job, this route also harbors many undead because of the many accidents that happen
And in the sea that's painted black, ➸ Creatures lurk below the deck ➸ But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.