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Full Character Name: Zoe Sappho Cassandra Antonopoulos
Character Birthday & Age: September 26, 1970 (age 41)
City & Country of Birth: London, England, but raised from the age of 8 in Athens
Blood Purity: Pureblood
Alma Mater: Private tutor in Athens: Aristotle
Job/Position: Procurement and delivery (thief and smuggler)
Wand: 12 inches, because Plato thought that 12 was a perfect number. Olive wood (good for divination), with a core made from the scales of the Ouroboros.
Physical Description:
Athletic, on the thin/malnourished side. 6 feet tall. Shaved head with skull tattoos (tbd). Skin the color of the olive wood in her wand. Unrefined features, like a face that was carved (or appeared) in the trunk of a tree.
Personality Description:
Wild child. Born with Seer skills at a time when Voldomort was coming into his power. As a child she knew something terrible was coming, but couldn’t articulate it and adults didn’t believe her. Lost her trust in authority at a very young age, and has been anti-authority ever since. Really good at looking out for number one, which makes her both selfish and self-sufficient. Smart and sassy, crappy people skills, difficult to get along with. Developed her own ideas about how people should treat each other and sticks to her principles. If she was a D&D character her alignment would be chaotic good. Arrogant because she’s smart and always has some sense of what the future holds, however that sense ranges from extremely vague most of the time to extremely specific on rare occasions. When she does experience a true prophesy, she keeps it secret because she knows that no one will believe her. She pays attention herself, though, and over the years has taught herself how to interpret her prophesies, remembering the experience of the prophesy and paying attention to how it finally manifests in the real world. She has highly honed instincts, and has a tendency to not think things through a lot of the time. She enjoys the company of centaurs and the Romany.
History:
Born in London 1970, when Voldemort was just coming into his power. As a small child tried to warn adults about what was coming, but no one believed her. She would have very strong opinions about “I don’t want to go there,” or “I don’t want to do that,” throwing temper tantrums that her family didn’t understand. Her behavior became increasingly irrational, and when her magical abilities manifested at the age of 8 the family decided not to send her to Hogwarts because they were afraid she might embarrass them. They secretly suspected she might be crazy. So they sent her to distant relations in Athens, claiming publicly that they thought a private tutor would be the best thing for her. After she went away the family discouraged any mention of her, and by the age of 12 she was all but forgotten in the London wizarding world (they had other things on their minds). She became something of a dirty secret with the Antonopolous family.
Her relationship with her tutor Aristotle was mixed. He knew how to handle her (more or less) and she did get a good formal education, despite her best efforts to stymie him. But she spent a lot of time out on the streets of Athens, and became something of an involuntary inspiration for the local street urchins of the time. She honed her sneaking, stealing, and scoundrel skills in Athens, and by the time she was 20 was an accomplished evader of the authorities, both muggle and magical. Her seer abilities helped her avoid the really bad stuff. She has always had a foot in both the magical and muggle worlds. She did not stay in contact with anyone in her family, and they were happy to forget about her.
She worked in various grey-market jobs throughout Greece during the 1990’s, keeping tabs on the events in London just enough to know to stay far, far away. She began procuring magic items for wizards and witches who needed them but couldn’t for some reason get them through proper channels. She smuggled blood to vampires, wolvesbane to werewolves, stolen wands, potion ingredients, books, jewelry, you name it. In the beginning she would procure anything for anyone, magical or muggle, no questions asked, but as she grew more skilled her reputation spread, and by the late 2000’s she was well enough known in the grey market that she could pick and choose her clients and her jobs. Now she stays away from the really dangerous stuff, and tends to choose for her clients people who have been disempowered by the authorities for whatever reason.
After deliberately avoiding the place for her whole life, she made a trip to Delphi on her 30th birthday. What she experienced there drove her from Athens to London, abandoning her well-established smuggling business for a home that was never her home. Her family was not happy to see her. Since then she’s been working to establish a life in the London wizarding world, starting over from scratch.
Describe your job duties and how you go about them:
Working on establishing a "procurement and delivery" service in London.
Elaborate on your expertise in your field:
See history above
Writing Sample:
Desai loved the Firebird's Science Lab--it was home, after all--but after spending just a little bit of time in Tevok 2's main science lab, home felt a little cramped and under-furnished. Still, she sat back in the familiar chair in front of the familiar table in the familiar (however cramped) meeting room in Science Lab One, and gazed lucidly at her team. Amara Vaun, young and whip smart and suffering from a diagnosable case of insecurity, and Murril Na, the Betazoid chemist who probably knew her better than she knew him. Desai was one hundred percent okay with that--it potentially saved a lot of time in misunderstandings. She would eventually figure out what he was good at and what he wasn't and direct toward the former and away from the latter, at least in the context of their work. She expected she was going to learn quite a lot about him in the next forty-eight hours.
Desai addressed her colleagues, asking about their recent meeting with Hejan Terux on Tevok 2. "Well, what did you think?" The question was deliberately open-ended.
Murril mentioned cautiously and honestly, "I think that with a murder investigation going on, any new measurements we take ought to be either run on our own equipment as much as possible, or at the very least we keep a backup of our new recordings isolated from any recordings already taken on Tevok 2. Terux's emotions were rapidly flickering throughout that speech, and he's holding something back, which in and of itself isn't incriminating."
Murril added, "If a murderer or an accomplice is the one showing any of us how to operate unfamiliar equipment, that equipment or its data could have been tampered with to cover up a crime, even if the Terux 2's resolution and precision are the best available."
Murril didn't know which class of crime disgusted him more: murder or willingly falsifying scientific data to cover one's tracks. "It doesn't help matters that Dr. Terux walked us through the most glorious lab I've seen, before formally sitting down with us in the most glorious conference room I've ever sat in. I don't think he intended to sway us, but I nearly embraced that serial-prism short-range spectroanalyzer when I saw it."
Desai chuckled. "I'm right there with you. TOYS!!!" Her exuberance was both authentic and rueful. "So many shiny things... But yes. I agree with you, on all counts. First, we need to not get distracted by the shiny. Second, we need to keep our work independent of the station scientists. This is going to be a little tricky--we're asking them to share their work with us but refusing to share ours with them. I'd love to hear some suggestions on how to manage that, but first, Amara. What do you think about the situation?"
Sum up your character in one paragraph:
You aren’t going to like her. She isn’t going to like you. If you’re part of the establishment, she’ll have nothing to do with you. If you’re disenfranchised, she might be willing to do business. Don’t ask her what she’s thinking—she won’t tell you, and if she did it might just scare the hell out of you.
Zoe Sappho Cassandra Antonopoulos: Procurement and delivery (thief and smuggler)