"Now, boys. Didn't your mommies teach you that's not the way to get a lady's attention?"
BASICS
RETIRE INFO: Retire Ivy/Adopt Quinneth
NAME: Ivy ((Lilliviana))
GENDER: female
PRONOUNS: she/her/hers
ORIENTATION: Demiromantic homosexual
BIRTHDATE: Winter 2746
AGE: twenty-four as of Winter 2770
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: rider, local plant expert, that red streak in the distance
WING: Nocturne
APPEARANCE
EYES: blue-gray
HAIR: brunette, kept short and wavy
HEIGHT AND BUILD: five feet and eight inches, not particularly curvy
PLAY-BY: Georgie Henley
FULL APPEARANCE: Ivy looks a little younger than she is, and that might always be the case. Her heart-shaped face, framed by short, wavy brown hair, looks as innocent as can be. The only indication of her nature comes in highly expressive eyebrows, and the dirt worn into her hands. She has a tendency towards browns and greens when it comes to her wardrobe, and she always seems to be sun-pinked. Freckles only go so far when she's out in the sun as often as she can manage. And being in the sun so much, you'd think she would have some sort of hat arrangement? Not so much. Ivy will end up with squint lines and wrinkles centered around her eyes long before the rest of her face, because her mouth certainly doesn't move enough.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY: Once upon a time, Ivy only wanted to be left alone to her work in the fields. She preferred the company of plants to anything or anyone else. If she cared for the title, she could have quickly become a formal journeyman. Nothing mattered but her work, and anyone who interfered with that work quickly found themselves on her bad side.
Which is not a great place to be, honestly. Ivy is smart, inventive, and crafty when it comes to revenge. She does not forgive slights easily, if ever. The best thing to do if her ire is roused is to wait until her work consumes her again. Which, with a dragon like Quinneth? Doesn't necessarily take long. There is always so much to do that things like revenge and anger use up too much energy. Ivy doesn't so much lose interest as she has a very long memory. Her retaliation can come months or Turns after the initial slight.
HISTORY
FAMILY: father deceased, mother estranged, two brothers, one sister
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: none
BIRTHPLACE: Telgar Hold
HISTORY:
Lilliviana was born in a field, which sounds like hyperbole, given the rest of her life. Her mother was supposed to be on bedrest for the sevenday leading up to Lilliviana's delivery, but she couldn't be kept in bed. She was too far away from the hold proper to be transported once labor started in earnest, so it was a scary three hours for the field hands with her. One was a teenage girl, while the other a confirmed bachelor without a lick of healing sense.
This youngest of four quickly found her place in the fields, and grew more fond of her plants than anything else on Pern. Which included her human family, and that alienated them from her.
With Ivy's single minded determination, it was a wonder she ever made it to a weyr. After all, she raged eloquent when trying to repair fields damaged by dragon fire, and the less said about the inefficiency of tithes, the better. So how did Lilliviana come to Impress Quinneth?
When Semaca was ratified as a true weyr, Ivy was tempted to travel with promises of new plants to meet. (And if the phrasing was intended to be a tongue-in-cheek mockery, Ivy had no quarrel.) She wasn't even supposed to be on the Sands, except that a newly arrived rider saw that she was the appropriate age, and delivered her to the Sands.
Ivy hadn't done more than confirm her name with the candidate master when Stand Alone Psycho revealed a black and red harlequin garnet. She prowled the line of candidates for several minutes, completely distracting the entire Hollow from her twin. Finally, she stopped in front of Ivy. Come along, Ivy. Let chaos and joy follow in our wake!
A dragon hadn't ever figured into her plans for the future, but as she looked the hatchling over, something about her innate curiosity appealed to her. Yes, this would be a good match.
It was. Ivy's single-minded tendencies are balanced by Quinneth's free-spirited, live-in-the-moment philosophy. They complement each other in unexpected ways, making the most perfect partners in crime you could ask for. As graduation day approaches, Ivy plans to request a spot on Mazurka. As much of a joke as the squad leader has become recently, Mazurka holds the most promise to let her see as much of the vegetation the Southern continent has to offer as one dragon and one rider can see in a lifetime.
The thought that she might not get it has not occurred to either of them.
