Selassie Hansen
Lieu: Callaway Hall 4A
Interagir avec: Carmina Baltazar, Pippa Montgomery, Elena Constantin et Lindsay Johnson 
   

Selassie les yeux s'ouvrent, les mots fêtent et l'art étant les seules choses qu'elle a prises de la conversation. Huriedly, elle se retourna sur l'estomac, regardant les autres et finalement sur la brune qui avait déjà les yeux fixés sur Salie. -- Vous me parliez?  Elle s'interroge, ses sourcils en forme sillonnent l'autre fille pendant que sa bouche s'ébranle vers le haut.  "J'ai entendu parler d'une fête et d'un art... et il se trouve que ce sont deux de mes trucs préférés."  D'habitude, elle n'était pas bavarde et sortante quand il s'agissait d'étrangers, mais quelque chose à propos de ce regard inquisitif de filles avait un petit flot de confiance se levant dans sa poitrine.
Sans attendre une réponse, elle s'est soigneusement débrouillée de sa position de pose et a descendu l'échelle. Sa peur s'était quelque peu apaisée, mais elle allait toujours prendre toutes les précautions nécessaires pour rester en vie. Relief se précipitait à travers elle à l'idée d'avoir une sorte d'évasion. L'alcool et le salienw allaient de pair, mais ils étaient néanmoins une combinaison explosive.
 "Laisse-moi juste me changer de ces vêtements merdiques et je serai prêt en littéralement, genre, une seconde." Elle a fait un geste vers son ensemble de sweat top noir et gris. Bien qu'ils aient été assez à l'aise pour le voyage à l'école, elle ne voulait pas ressembler à un lob en public. Du moins pas encore. Elle s'est penchée sur sa valise, elle l'a déverrouillée une fois de plus avec consciencieusement, se baladant la main dans ses profondeurs. Elle a incliné son visage vers le plafond, sa bouche a porté en concentration jusqu'à ce que sa paume frappe le matériel familier de son haut de gilet de mousseline préféré. Elle l'a extraite, se penchant en arrière avec un soupir avant de procéder à l'arracher de son col en V uni noir. Elle tenait l'autre vêtement devant elle pour cacher son corps nu. Même si elle ne craignait pas ces filles, ça ne voulait pas dire qu'elle était si à l'aise. Une fois dans son top préféré, le tissu l'encaissant comme un câlin réconfortant, elle regarda de nouveau la fille. Selassie sourit, espérant qu'il serait plus comme un sourire confortable qu'une grimace.
"Mes noms Selassie, je ne crois pas avoir le tien?"
Selassie Hansen
Art & Design Division\\ Drawing & Painting // Ambitious artist
"When I have too much on my mind, I'll put it on paper."
For the Record

║ Name ║
Selassie Zerez Hansen
║ Acceptable Nicknames ║
 Lie or Salie 
║ Birthday & Age ║
December 29th 1996 // 19 // Born in Denmark

║ Gender & Sexual Orientation ║
Female ║ Bisexual 
║ Other Labels ║
 Selassie is half Ethiopian and half Danish. Her mother, an Ethiopian and her father, a Danish man are both devout Christians, however she found it difficult to have the same faith in such a 'higher power' instead prefering to assign herself to Atheism. 
║ Occupation ║
 Currently a freelance street painter. She draws and paints portraits for foreigners and makes herself quite some bit to get her by. Hopes for her work to be discovered so she can be financially stable enough to paint for leisure, instead of for purchasing the bare necessities. 
║ Appearance ║
Never judge a book by its cover, right? By looking at Selassie, you would automatically assume she was the artists muse instead of the mind behind the work. The canvas is her cover but when she isn't painting, her 'pretty' appearance leads her true skill to be questioned. After all, isn't everyone a little narcissistic? And those who have a reason to be even more so? Selassie inherited her mothers unruly curly locks, and she often trims it haphazardly herself so it doesnt get in her way when she's painting. Her fathers distinct features have led to her being thought to be the muse behind the painting instead of the artist, which she disinterestedly dismisses. She stands at a somewhat tall 5'7, with lengthy legs most usually wrapped up in vintage ripped jeans. She has a petite upturned nose paired with full lips, most usually upturned into a mischievous smile. She's slim, sometimes bordering on the skinny side, depending on if she's prioritised finishing her latest work before her sustenance. Her high cheekbones and almond shaped eyes usually make her unapproachable, until she smiles, then her face transforms into something much more welcoming.
Her style usually consists of (as previously mentioned), high waisted ripped jeans in an abundance of colours. This is usually paired with a oversized turtleneck which she can tuck her face into when she's feeling shy. In the summer, when the turtleneck must be discarded, she usually wears a loose string vest top paired with either a skirt or a pair of shorts. In one word, her style would be summed up with 'Simplistic' or 'Vintage'. 

"Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight"At First Glance
║ Personality ║
The Positive:

 Fiercely Loyal: It takes a lot for Selassie to take you under her wing, but once she does, she will make it her job to protect you from anything she deems to be a bad influence. She refuses to let anything cloud her vision when it comes to a true friendship, whether it an attractive guy, or anything else she may desire.
 Trustworthy:Selassie is a living contradiction to "Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead." You can rest assured that your secret will be safe with her, as a result of herself falling victim to vicious high school rumours being circulated.
 Truthful:Despite her friendly and welcoming outlook on life, Lie won't mince her words if she truly means something. This can be appreciated by someone who's looking for the cold, hard truth instead of sugar-coated niceties.

The Negative:

 Arrogant:Constant compliments being thrown your way can push you from the boundaries of 'humble' towards slightly narcisstic. Admirers singing her praises hasn't fallen on deaf ears, and Lie has been able to use them as a way of boosting her self-esteem. Like everyone, she does have a selfish moments where she may believe herself to be more than she probably is. Hopefully someone will tell her the truth before she becomes the modern day Narcissus.
 Detached:If you're not one of her close friends, Selassie has the tendency to lose interest in conversations that do not end with a positive outcome for herself. Meaningless back and forth encounters most probably won't stick to her memory, so if you want to make an impression, is has to be big. This can be for either a good reason, or you could have landed yourself a reserved spot on her hit-list.
 Irritable:Disturbing her whilst she's sleeping, painting or has more than 60% of her attention elsewhere could have someone falling victim to her snappy words. She doesn't like being disrupted, especially with her artistic flow coming and going, she wants to make the most of it whilst she has the image she wants to create firmly in her mind.

What You See:
Her features and silence around strangers can have her coming across as self-absorbed and aloof most of the time. When she finds someone she truly cares for, whether it be a friendship or a romantic relationship, she can be seen to be forceful and commanding to the other.
What I Know:
Her silence in certain situations shows that she is listening intently to whatever the other person has to say, getting used to their manerisms and quirks before she strikes up the conversation. Her dominance in relationships is just a side-effect of her protective and caring nature.

"The energy of the mind is the essence of life." - Aristotle.Off the Record
║ My Dreams ║
Despite her street artist job getting her by, Sessalie hopes to one day sell out art viewings and have her work displayed for all to admire in art exhibitions. She imagines herself sneaking in between the masses of her fans in art centres in disguise, basking in the warm glow of their appreciation. Lie aims to one day find a companion to share her art with, someone who can become her muse without even knowing it. She will be able to close her eyes after a long day and paint them from memory. Starting a family isn't on the forefront of her mind and she first hopes to find someone she feels is worthy enough to spend the most important years of her life with her. Hopefully years in which her artistic fame will blossom.
║ Fears ║

 Bathmophobia: Selassie is afraid of steep slops and sharp declines, due to the fear of falling as a result of a lack of balance. This means that her hiking up cliffs and mountains will probably never occur. This is something she finds to be a hindrance as she hopes to one day climb a mountain and paint the altruistic view.
Selassie is afraid of her dreams coming true, despite the great amount of faith she has in her ability. She's a true believer of everything happening for a reason, and she can't help but imagine many obstacles compiling themselves in her path towards world recognition.

║ Likes ║

 Berries
 Hazlenut hot chocolates
 Cuddling with someone under a warm blanket
 A glass of her favourite alcholic beverage after a long day of painting

║ Dislikes ║

 Being told what to do.
 Someone having a negative pre-conceived idea on what she is like.
 Spicy foods
 Being cold
 Sleeping in a bed alone

║ Brief History ║
Selassie was born in Denmark, the homeland of her father and lived there for the first few years of her life. When she was the age of four and unaware of the serious issues around her, her mother and father had nonchalantly sent her off to live with her aunt in America. They could no longer handle the responsibility of raising an inquisitive and artistic young girl, and instead went off to instill the Christian faith around Europe to those with troubled pasts. Life with her aunt was less controlled than what she had experienced with her parents. There was no longer the hour long trip on sundays to offer 'God' her prayers. Instead of rosary beads, her aunt would purchase her Rosemary oil brushes for her rapidly growing interest in painting.
Despite her aunts encouragement of the creative side to Lia, she was adamant on her graduating high school as a bare minimum. This led to Lia struggling through subjects such as mathematics and science and exceeding in her art classes, the only thing she looked forward to each week. She graduated from high school and with her aunts blessings, moved out from her home of her childhood and moved in to her own apartment. The rent was paid every week from the money gained from her street paintings of tourists unfamiliar with the currency and eager to fork out money for one of Selassies works. Thats when a procrastination session on her laptop had her stumbling upon the Mortimer School of Arts. Before she knew it, her nimble digits were flying across the keyboard, sending off her eager application. 

║ Area of Study ║
Art & Design: Drawing and Painting
║ About My Audition ║
Selassie, being an unconventional girl in every sense of the word, didn't submit any of her previous works electronically to Mortimer. Instead, she turned up herself in person with a blank canvas propped up on an easel. She was approached by one of the individuals in charge of the selection and proposed her idea. She was met with shock and suprise and she was sure that something like this was unusual at such a prestigious school. She sat herself down onto the floor, cross-legged and painted the woman, taking her time on the shadows and angles of her face. By the time she was done, she had attracted a crowd - silently watching her work, entranced. By the time the last stroke of her paintbrush landed upon the now filled canvas, she had secured her scholarship. 
║ Year ║
First year
║ Living Arrangement ║
Callaway Hall, 4A (Fourth floor, room A)