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Name:
Erin Luesha (Lou-e-sha)
Age:
16 (w00t 1 year since thread was created!)
Birthday:
April 7th, 1992
Gender:
Female

Eye Color:
Her eyes are a light hazel color at a distance, though up close one could see a ring of golden specks around the pubil that spread out to around the middle part of the eye.
Hair color/style
A light almost white-golden shade, though thinned and straight, it seems to just hang over her like a smooth waterfall. Since she was a little girl, Erin has always envied those with a hair-color other then her own. After all, who likes being called a dumb blonde when there's no basis of fact. Constantly she will change the style, but has seemed to settle, lately, on a length just a little short of her shoulder. Usually, if she can get it to cooperate, it will be pulled into a short ponytail that looks pretty much like a bobcat's tail. However, the only difference is that her 'bangs' (they're grown to be the same length as her hair and lay to the side. In other words, she has no bangs.) are left out of the ponytail about an inch or two to hang by her ears on either side.
Skin Tone
Spending most of her time outside at all hours of the day, save for school and the obvious, she has developed a healthy tan. Not exactly dark, but far from pale.
Height:
5ft 4in
Weight:
(^^; I'll look into this a bit more.)
Body Type:
Thinly framed, she's just shy of the runner's body, though is a bit more on the frail side. Her body does not speak of strength or confidence, but rather a nice friendliness, even brightness, for she smiles frequently.
Distinguishable Characteristics:
While first learning to ride horseback with her mother when she was younger, Erin took an unsuspected fall from the saddle when the horse spooked. Because of this, and how she caught herself, her arm got in the way of the horse's hoof. Though it wasn't crushed, she did get a good grazing from the metal horseshoe (which was apparently loose at the time) leaving a deep scrape in the crude shape of a horseshoe. Over time the wound healed, but scarred over, and is lightly visable on her upper left forearm.

Residence:
In a small town known as Greystone, Arizona. Country'esk.
Living conditions:
She lives with her father and brother (more in the family section) in their older two-story house. In the later years it use to be a working farm, but hasn't had more then a couple of animals on it since the late 60's.
Past-times:
Normally, if there's nothing else going on, she'll spend time in the paddock with her mother's old gelding, Pyro (rescued thoroubred). That, or she can found hanging around her big brother's shadow, and imposing on his time with his friends. Though, neither he nor his friends seem to mind it one bit at this point.
Daily chores:
Haha, everyone's always too busy to carry their own weight around the house, so she's doing alot.

• Cleaning dishes
  
• Occasional laundry duty
  
• Taking care of the animals
  
• Homework
  
• Cleaning her room

Reading or Writing?
Erin perfers to read. Not that she doesn't believe she couldn't write her own stories, she just perfers to read and 'listen' to anothers ideas and voice.
Schooling:
10th grade - Sophmore in highschool.
Basic Attire:
The same stuff she's been wearing most of her life. Any style of jeans, though perferablly boot cut black jeans, with a simple maroon-tee. The t-shirt though, has the Ford Mustang logo on the chest, and the word Mustang' right above it. Most times of the day, Erin will be wearing a pair of thick soled working boots. These boots go up to her ankle like any pair of tennis shoes, and even tie up like a regular shoe, the only difference is that they are made from a tougher material and they have pronouced ridges on the bottoms. Usually brown or black in color, almost never new, and likely to be covered in dust.
Idol:
Her big brogher, Shawn. After what happened to their mother, and their father working most hours of the day, she finds comfort knowing he's still there if she needs him. She doesn't particularly like being seperated from him for too long, but sometimes feels as though she's being a burden, and will allow him space.
Personality:
Quite the contrast of how she use to be, Erin is now more on the reserved side of things. She'll listen without interrupting for the most part, and finds that taking control of most conversations isn't something she wants to partake in; unless prompted to do so. Perhaps even on the slightly shy side, she'll keep ideas and comments to herself. That's not to say she won't openly greet or mingle with friends, she's just a bit more ditatched from what's going on. When she was younger though, she was very adventures and spur of the moment, most of the times leading herself into trouble with her parents. When her mom passed away though, and people kept bringing up how alike they were, Erin began to dislike that part of her. Needless to say, she looks up to Shawn and how he can stay so calm and in-control, just like how he was when their mom was still arounds. With him around, she is a bit more like her old self, and often times forgets about how she wants to act. Though if situation permits, Eric can still be on the spur of the moment side.

Favorites

Area of study:
History by far. There's just so many interesting details that catch her attention.
Color:
Indigo- it was her mother's favorite as well.
Foods:
Strawberries and popcorn. Not together of course, but they make the perfect snack foods.
Book:
The Black Stallion series- having a deep fasination with horses, she finds the adventures of Alec and The Black to be quite thrilling, and a twist on normal literacy with just humanized characters.
Genre:
Oddly enough, she does enjoy a good sci-fi book, as long as its not too cliche.
Animal:
Horse
Sport:
Soccer
Art Style:
Not much of an artist, she admires the talents of realistic works and sketches.

How she was transported:
After going through some stuff in the attic, Erin found her mother's old leather belt, and despite an oddly tarnished silver buckle, started wearing it across her hip, instead of putting it into the loops, like most girls were doing. Unfortunatly, about a week after about a week of wearing it, she found the tarnish was rubbing off and feared the metal would be damaged. Not that she would mind the look, she just didn't want anything of her mother's to be harmed. Lucky for her, she discovered a shop that would repair it... or so they said anyway. She couldn't get over the fact that it somehow looked... different afterwards.
((I'll make it ALOT more detailed in actual rp/journal when I get the char.))

What she has on her

• A small photo of Shawn she keeps in her back pocket for whenever she's lonely.
  
• A small ring of keys around the belt loop of her pants: front door of house, back door of house, bike lock, barn lock, and small key to her old safekeepings box (lost in the mess that is her closet).
  
• Several Hair bands in pockets or random places; never can have too many.