Name: Hineni
Age: 12
Gender: Female
Sexual Preference: Homosexual
Craft/Hall/Rank: Smithcraft - Apprentice
Personality: This little gal can be quite tough, or at the very least opinionated. She works hard and without complaint. She works hard, enjoys her time off when she does have it, and sleeps soundly and deeply at night. The girl tends to be easily woken up in the morning, if she doesn’t simply get up on her own. Hineni doesn’t tend to draw attention to the things she’s done, expecting her work to speak for itself and thusly drawing appropriate praise or critique when it deserves it. However, if she feels like she is consistently giving her all and doing good work that isn’t remotely acknowledged at least in a small way, she gets upset and frustrated. If it persists, her morale takes a bit of a hit, her work ethic may falter some, and she has been known to go in search of ‘greener pastures’ if she continues to feel overlooked and underappreciated for long enough. A thing she finds annoying is when people draw attention to themselves and their work. ‘Ooh! Look! I did a thing. Didn’t I do good? Check me out!’ She feels one’s work, actions, or what have you ought to speak for themselves.
Scared and a little shy, Hineni is unsure of herself in this new place, being so far removed from everything she had known and was familiar with. She does want to make friends so tends to look for places of activity to be or seeks to actively participate in chores or lesson assignments. Her shyness can sometimes cow her from initiating interactions, so she may sort of default to being near people, doing her own thing maybe in the hope that they’ll reach out to her instead.
She is only just coming into the realization that she has no romantic interest in boys. Hineni isn’t entirely sure what to make of this realization, considering her Holder background. With homosexuality being far more open and accepted in the Weyr, there are plenty of examples around in the open that it is in fact okay and not some horrible taboo thing. She will likely swing between trying to dismiss her feelings and tentatively feeling things out, seeing how it feels to explore those sorts of relationships with girls. Otherwise this exploration won’t be an overly large part of her interpersonal relationships. While trying to come get more comfortable in this entirely new place with new people, Hineni really does want to make friends and develop a support network around herself. While trying to come into her own, she’s perfectly willing and able to make friends.
To those she does develop a kinship to, she'll be as warm and loyal friend as anyone could want, always willing to lend a hand if need be. She understands that not everyone may be wanting or welcoming of new friends, and that she may be rejected. While it may hurt, it isn't something she is entirely unfamiliar with. She'll just do as she has always done. Put on a brave face and don't let them see you cry.
Physical Description: There isn’t anything terribly of note about Hineni’s appearance, at least in her opinion. She feels she’s alright and is comfortable enough with that. Puberty is only just rearing its head but thus far nothing earth shattering has changed. She still has quite a petite, slender build with a slight n** in her waist and the first hint of a bust line, but that’s it. The girl stands in at four foot, seven inches with a fair olive skin tone, long dark brown straight hair falling to her mid back, and gray eyes. Having come from Crom Hold, Hineni is accustomed to the cooler temperatures of the northern hold. As such, she is still adjusting to the heat of Ista, so she tends to lean toward lighter colors, pastels in light, thin fabric that won’t trap her body heat against her skin. She does have a fondness for a pop of brighter color when she can manage it, which she can usually accomplish with a headband, ribbon, or hair tie for her hair. If not, the she can do without.
History: Hineni’s conception wasn’t exactly an expected or wanted one. The product of two Crom Hold teenagers succumbing to the passion of a passing Gold Flight that had meandered near the Hold away from its Weyr of origin. The girl was more or less raised by her grandparents, but never really felt truly embraced into the family, as they viewed the circumstances of her conception as shameful and embarrassing for both parties involved. The necessities were covered, but she wasn’t exactly showered with praise and affection. Often given reign to entertain herself, to do her own thing, she grew interested in the smithcraft and was apprenticed into the craft when she came of age to do so. Just under a year into her apprenticeship, she was Searched by an Istan Searchrider. Her birth family was more than willing to see her shipped off. In fact, she had more trouble getting permission from her master. Eventually he relented; sad to see such a eager, promising apprentice leave, but he sent her off with his blessing. Saying goodbye to him was actually harder on her than saying bye to her family.
While Hineni does devote herself to her duties and studies as a candidate, she does occasionally find time to visit Ista’s smiths or visits the beach to help them scope out the black diamonds that are known to wash up on Ista’s shore. With being in a new place filled with new people far from her northern home, visiting the smiths give her a point of familiarity that she enjoys revisiting, be it the sights, smells, sounds, or simply the smiths themselves. This is, of course, when and if she has free time to herself. One thing she keeps meaning to do is to learn how to swim, or at least learn how to swim better. Crom, being the landlocked Hold that it is, had no coastline to speak of and its waters were much smaller and ‘tamer’ than Ista’s sea.
Talents: She likes working with her hands and enjoys making various sorts of bracelets with seed beads and dabbling in embroidery. They're both fun, creative, and give her an outlet to sort of fall into a repetitive, almost meditative pacing. It's something that can be calming to her.
Notes: Can't think of anything off hand here. c:
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