name :: CHOUETTE // Qiang Lang

player :: Shoji [[swall0wtale]]

position :: THE OLDER OF TWO OF THE
BRIGHTEST STARS ON THE FLYING TRAPEZE!

group :: L'Ombra

Appearance.

I'm a teeny bit taller.
Just a little bit stronger.
A tiny bit darker.
A smidgen more organized.

I'm a siamese twin, attatched by the hand to my little sister.

When I fly, I'm an owl, because I'm one year wiser.

Background.

Daddy always said that Momma was a free spirit, a wandering ghost. He said that he met her on the road-- a gypsy in the forest. Her face wasn't like everyone else's-- she wasn't from around here. And he said that's why he loved her.

It's known, now, with the structure and formation of two young girls that she was, in fact, a gypsy, like everyone said. Our noses are straighter and our fired burn brighter.

I, unfortunately, don't remember my mother. She left before my second birthday-- likely to wander, again.

My sister and I followed the Qiang family tradition: the flying trapeze. We were, of course, two little birds. We were born to fly, I think, because nothing feels more natural than letting go of the bar for a freefall.

I'm sixteen, now, but Daddy says I grew up too fast. I think it's because I always took care of my dearest Alouette. I always made sure that she got all the smiles, and I guess that left me with all the serious looks.

I don't really mind. So long as she's happy, then I'm okay.

Activities.

Caring too much and practicing too much and worrying too much and thinking too much.

Oh. And spending too little time by myself.

Ideals/Motivations.

There's only two people I really, really care about, and only one of those that I have to worry about.

I wanna make Auntie and Daddy and Momma proud, but with the way everyone looks at me, I think it's already been done.

Attitude.

I just want to hear a voice
I'm peeking through little holes
Can anybody hear me?
Did I create this on my own?

Where do I go? What am I looking for?
Where do I go? What more can I do?

My Dear Angel I'm crying Please make me just a little more stronger
My Dear Angel Can't you see that I'm seriously trying?
My Dear Angel
Show me I can run Show me that I can fly
And show me I can walk through walls
Show me I can jump off any building and be fine

Every one is running away from me
or am I running from them?
Why am I invisible to whats most important to me?

Another lesson For me to learn
Don't you think I've been a good girl?

My Dear Angel Please show me to be happy Please show me a better me
My Dear Angel I promise you I'll keep believing
My Dear Angel
Show me I can run Show me that I can fly
And show me I can walk through walls
Show me I can play the grand piano with no hands

My Dear Angel I'm crying Please make me just a little more stronger
My Dear Angel Can't you see that I'm seriously trying?
My Dear Angel Outside I'm fine Deep down inside I really can't take it
My Dear Angel I'm hurtin' Hold my heart in your hands
My Dear Angel
I'm not gonna lose No I'm not gonna hide
I'm gonna get my ass right up and I'm gonna
Show you everything I can do.

[ dear angel . olivia ]