Cruce, Mariska

[Mariska Cruce]

Full Name: Mariska Alexis Gabriela Emiliana Cruce

Nickname and/or Alias: Miska, Iska, Mara & Mari are a few of the nicknames she'll answer to, if you're lucky. Aliases are too many to list.

Age: 17

Birth Date: November 13th

Gender: Female

Hometown and Country: Budapest, Hungry (Born); Rome, Italy (Raised)

What school & year?: Spenser, Junior

Occupation: Student

Height: 5' 3"

Weight: 108 lbs.

Appearance:

With her diminutive height and her petite frame, she was a small force to be reckoned with. Muscles trained and honed to near perfection with martial arts, dance and yoga. Though with her strength she didn't appear bulky or disproportionate to other girls her size. Dark brown, long curls frame her olive skinned face. Her eyes were a mystery even to the doctors that first saw them; she was diagnosed with complete heterochromia iridum, her right eye being blue and her left green. She wears hazel, green and brown contact lenses so that she is not remembered by her eyes while on a mission. Even with her intense training she carries no scars as of yet.

Much to disliking of her superiors and her mother, she tended to wear clothing that either too short or too low cut at times, she knew how to get attention when it was needed, but that didn't mean that she looked like a streetwalker.

Personality & Attitude:

She might have been little and cute to look at, but she had the soul of a fighter in her. She knew which person to be in the given situation as either a bubbly schoolgirl that was looking for information or the stealth killer that she was being molded to be. When not in the character of a mission she was cold and distant to most those around her. Those closest to her knew that this was not the true case, but the number of those individuals was very limited. When she did let her guard down and let people in, she was down right funny and caring.

Devout as they came, that didn't mean she enjoyed following all the rules that were laid before her. She was still a teenage girl and with that, she was a turbulent mess at times. However, arguments with her mother and guardian seemed to be limited to her taste in clothing more than anything else.

Likes:

Training, shopping, guys, cars, her Beretta 92FS INOX, doctrine & dogma

Dislikes:

Witches, strict rules on clothing, uniforms, stupidity

Relatives & Family:

Sir József Cruce - Father - Deceased
Cecilia (Balletti) Cruce - Mother
Viktor Petrov - Guardian

Background & History:

Mariska was born to József and Cecilia Cruce at 3:37 in the afternoon in Budapest. As the story, her mother's told her goes, she didn't cry when she was born, which frightened them all at first. Her large eyes where as blue as the sky when she first opened them to see her parents. Barely past being a week old, one of her eyes changed to a shade of green. The doctors couldn't explain it past what the condition was. Cecilia and József accepted their daughter as being truly a blessed child. She was a quiet infant and toddler, mildly entertained by anything around her. Happy to just be in the same room with either of her parents. When she was two, she and her parents moved to Rome to be closer to her father as he went about his life work as a Templar Marshal. Happy in her new environment she flourished at every task that was set before her. She attended the Suore Carita' Immacolata Concezione just outside Vatican City, a mere block from her family home. She mastered four languages before her tenth birthday but then again when Italian and Hungarian were spoken around her from birth, she didn't have an excuse not to know those two.

She grew up knowing nothing about what her father did for a living, or what even one of her great ancestors were, but that all changed the day she came home from school to find men waiting for her. She had seen many of them before, manly at St. Peter's on Sundays. She simply nodded to the men when they spoke to her in Italian and followed them to the infirmary that was well within the walls of the Vatican. The twelve year old dropped her knees praying after she came into the room that her parents were in, her mother grieving over her father that was barely clinging on to life. Her father's last mission ended in tragedy. After receiving last rites, her father's soul passed on from this world and the girl's eyes were open to the world that was around them all. She vowed on her father's grave that she would train until she was ready to continue his quest and give honor as he had to their last name.

Even though she was not yet a fully vowed Knight, she was sent to an obscure little town in Massachusetts. Unlike her predecessors, she was to stay at the school for two years and gain Intel for the Order. She was more than happy to oblige, leaving her mother to her continued mourning and under the care and protection of the Grand Master and her Guardian, Sir Viktor Petrov, Mariska headed off to Ipswich to become a Spenser student.

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Sample RP:

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Finished Profile?: Yes

Grouping: Templar

Canon or Custom: Custom

Actor, Actress, or Model Used: Mila Kunis

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