Fleur Aelagari (Finished) (Re-Pending Approval)

Outside the main borders of Mistral's capital city roughly 3 miles was a swampy forest, inside this forest was a barely manageable double stacked wood cabin. The snow was freshly fallen, even in the early morning of a freezing Mistral winter a few birds were singing their tunes. Light from the morning sun shined through an upstairs window of the "house". The window was stationed in a tiny room barely big enough for the mattress that lay in it's capacity. Footsteps stomped up the creaky stairs and the door to the room busted open awakening the little blonde girl who was sleeping. A tall skinny man stood in the doorway, he was hunched over and already had a flask in his hand.

"Wake up girl!" he waited before muttering "Useless" as he gave the girl one last long blank stare before he stumbled off the frame of the door and back down the stairs. The girl sighed, even at a young age she was completely used to his behavior. She stood up and proceeded to throw her clothes on, she checked under her sleeping arrangement for her money which was luckily still there. She headed towards the doorway and gave her room which was almost blinding at this point as the light flashed towards her bed, you could see the dust particles floating around the unclean, dusty space. She closed the door and waited for a second as she heard anger yelling between two people before a slap, more angry screaming and a door slamming shut that rattled the houses foundation. The girl trudged downstairs after the argument. The man from before was stood over a dirty sink in a shit hole of a kitchen. The girl sat at the table and the man practically threw a stale box of cereal at her, it landed on the table. She poured out a little in her hands before eating the pieces slowly.

"Where's Mom?" she asked tentatively.

"Out" was the simple but aggressive response from the man. The girl didn't say anything back. The "water" from the sink stopped and the man dropped down into one of the other two chairs at the table. He stared across the table at the girl before looking towards the empty chair. He slammed his hand on the table and the girl knew exactly what was coming, she braced herself for the impact and she heard the swoosh of air before the hand smacked her in the head, she barely reacted, he wasn't clearly trying his hardest this morning. He kept his hand across the table and grabbed the girl's chin.
"Stupid idiot girl... this is YOUR _ _ _ _ _ _ _ FAULT" he took his other hand and pointed towards the empty chair. She didn't say anything, the words still stung but they were all so familiar at this point. When she didn't respond he hit her again, harder this time. "Listen to me when I _ _ _ _ _ _ _ talk to you Flora" she winced at the name, she was so used to girl or you she knew that he beat her because he couldn't fight Mom. He let go of her chin and stormed off knocking the chair down. Flora looked at the scene of the table, herself sitting in a chair, a chair pulled out towards the door and another one knocked over... What a perfect representation of her family...

Fleur's life after days and days of similar treatment as above eventually led her to become who she is today, one day many years later (16 Years Old) her Mother didn't come home which caused a particularly angry Father to taken his drink out on his daughter only this time she was strong enough to fight him, one of the only times in Fleur's life where she stuck up for herself. She handily beat her old man and gathered what little money and left right out the front door into the night. The swamps of Mistral where particular dangerous at night but with uncertainty she walked the 3 miles towards the city which she had visited many times. The Grim in the swamps where typically unforgiving but they left the teen alone... as if someone was watching her back for the first time in her young life.

Fleur used her money to move away from Mistral; always in fear of her Father finding her, she moved to Bellmuse and stayed in a boarding house until she was old enough to enroll into Syne, she had no plan and this was her final gamble. Luckily for her it turned out well and she was accepted into the prodigious academy!

She always loved the night, it was calming. Outside perched on the boarding house's rooftop was a blonde teen named Fleur. Tomorrow was the big day and she couldn't get any sleep. In the morning she would take the airship to Syne Academy and attempt to enroll, hopefully they would accept her. She had no idea what was in store for her but she was convinced that it wouldn't nearly be as hard as her life had been up to this point. She glanced up at the full moon that was shining down onto the lonely streets of the now quiet town.

Fleur smiled after taking in the view once again and grabbed a tattered journal from her side. She grabbed the pencil out from the journal's binds and opened to a fresh page. She began lightly sketching out the scene in front of her. The beautifully night coated town of Bellmuse with a girl glancing over her new environment. The sketch would take her a hours as sleep would not grace her with it's presence. She finally had finished as the first birds now chirped into the coming dawn. Inside the journal was her story from the previous night with great attention to detail on the surrounding town but only a lonely silhouette of the girl on one of the roofs who was responsible for the work.

As the sun came up from the mountains the journal was snapped shut and the female bounced down the side of the building and onto the streets and towards the school where new adventure was something of a certainty...