DELANEY, evana renée

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EVANA RENÉE DELANEY

Full Name: Evana Renée Delaney
Nicknames: Evie, Eve

Age: Twenty-Six
Birthdate: 30/04/1987

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Occupation: Freelance Artist

Borough: Camden

Description: Evie has naturally brown hair, though she changes it depending on how she's feeling or if she's just getting 'bored' of the colour it is at. The change can be either subtle, like a few highlights in her brown locks, or she'll change the entire colour to either blonde or red. Her hair falls to just a few inches below her shoulders in loose curls. Her eyes are hazel, and, depending on the light, they can look either more blue or more green. Evie also has a few beauty spots, one just below her left eye, one below her lip, two in the corner of her lip and another on her right cheek. Though, only a couple of these a really noticeable. The only piercings she has is one in each ear. She stands at a grand height of five foot, four inches - much smaller than Atticus Delaney, her husband.
She's normally seen wearing anything that is comfortable. This will most likely be jeans, t-shirts or blouses (or one of Ati's jumpers to snuggle in). It also isn't unusual for her currently ensemble to be either splattered with paint or caked in clay dust. It comes with the job. If she does have to go out and leave her precious art studio, then she'll change into something smarter and that hasn't been covered in whatever medium she was working with that day. This'll most like be a dress of some kind, depending on the formality.
Play-by: Rachel McAdams

Personality: Evie is your typical, sweet, loving woman that constantly has a smile on her face. It's not often that she's sad, and if she is she will hide it extremely well - often only showing her emotions around her husband. She does not like to burden others with her troubles. However, she will always listen to what is troubling others and help them in whatever way she can. It is just the way that she is. With her sweet nature, she also hates to make anyone upset. She's known to tell a white lie or two to keep to a smile on someone's face, although she is generally honest when it comes to something that's important.
She also has an extremely strong, motherly instinct. Evie is the type of woman that if she sees a young baby in a pram, she will just go 'aww'. If it is something she's always wanted it was children. To have a family and be happy with that family. And now she's married? She wants that all the more. To have children with the man she loves. Of course, for now she makes do with her little nephew - Seth. Treating him much like her own child but it is the same for all young children she meets or has to look after. Evie is also extremely protective over those she loves. Whether it be her friends, family, or her husband. She hates to see them walking into any trouble and will do her best to keep them safe when she can.
Of course, being only twenty-six she is fun. Evie is known to dance around her studio, with the stereo system blaring, singing along whilst she works. It's just part of who she is. When she having an artistic block, she'll actually venture outside her studio and actually hit the nightlife scene in London. Drinking and partying with her friends is always something she has loved to do and she is determined to have as much fun as she can before she has children.
You could probably say that Evie is a bit of a pushover. If you want her to do something, and she says no, it will only take a bit of persuading before she relinquishes. Of course, this only applies for small things. She wouldn't go and steal a car for you if you asked, but she probably would paint you something for free if you were a friend of hers and asked really nicely. And if Atticus asked for anything? Well. He wouldn't even need to persuade her. She would go above and beyond for her husband.
Another factor is that she does get stressed out quite easily. Often ending up screaming at a painting that isn't going right. Although she is patient, she does have her moments where she just feels like she can't cope. Though, these don't last that long. When her block leaves and she finally works things out, she will feel like she's on top of the world and will have a grin on her face for the next week.

Likes: Being in her studio, her husband - Atticus, getting lost in a project, children, dancing around listening to music, horror movies - despite the fact they scare the shit out of her, making others happy, seeing her friends, her nephew, going out and having fun, being married
Dislikes: When Ati cracks his knuckles, having creative block, being put under pressure, deadlines, not being able to get a cat, not working, aeroplanes, motorbikes, being stuck doing the same old thing, enclosed spaces

Strengths: Her artistic ability, patient, intelligent, can love unconditionally, can see good in anyone/anything
Weaknesses: Very unorganized, cannot handle stress, she's a pushover, she often laughs at inappropriate times, she worries quite a bit - especially about the future and those she cares about

Fears: losing Ati, never having children, never making a name for herself in the art world, flying - she's scared of the aeroplane crashing, motorbikes - she doesn't trust them..

Secrets: She almost backed out of her wedding with Atticus, she's scared of motorbikes (mainly a secret from Ati because she knows he loves them)

Ambitions: Being a well-known artist, having a children and a family, to always make Ati happy

Habits & Quirks: Whenever she hears music she has to dance to it, she fidgets nearly all the time, she has to eat any kind of multi-coloured sweets (skittles, smarties etc.) in groups of colour

Birth Place: England, London
Family:
Christopher Hawkley - 53 - Father - Café Owner
Amber Hawkley - 50 - Mother - Café Owner
Martin Hawkley - 30 - Brother - English Professor
Olivia Hawkley - 29 - Sister-in-law - English Professor
Seth Hawkley - 1 - Nephew - Unemployed
William Delaney - 50 - Father-in-law - Unknown

Significant Others: 
Atticus Delaney - 28 - Husband - Paramedic
Cat Bolton - 25 - Friend - Artist
Billie Adams - 26 - Friend - Artist
Jamie Wade - 26 - Friend - Artist
India Lock - 27 - Friend - Artist

Pets: None.

History: Evie was born to a family that wasn't poor, but they weren't rich. They were.. comfortable. Her parents owned a café in London and as she got older most of her time was spent there. Toddling around the space with her older brother, smiling at the customers and often trying to eat the place out of cake. At school, all she wanted to do was draw. All the time. She'd do endless drawings of her family, and it wasn't long before people started to notice her talent. The older she got, the better she got. Every Christmas and Birthday, all she wanted were art supplies and her bedroom was constantly filled with various canvases with work-in-progress paintings. It was pretty obvious to everyone that Evie was going to become an artist. She was even selling her paintings at as young as thirteen, though that was mainly to her family and not for a lot of money either. But, it was a lot to the young girl - and the cash going straight into more supplies.
Things got better for her when her GCSEs finished (with an A* in art, obviously), and she started her A-Levels. She found she had more freedom as she was aging. She worked in the café with her parents then to earn money and also to pay for her supplies. It was in that café that she met Atticus Delaney. At the time, he was just another customer. Okay, a rather handsome customer that she had to admit - she did rather fancy and he had flirted with her a little. Though, when she gave him his order, and he left he only lingered in her mind for a couple of hours. She couldn't really help it. He was gorgeous, but after that he become just another customer and she didn't really think about him again. Little did she know actually how much this man would change her life.
It was three days. Three short days until she saw him again. She'd gone down to the pier, just to take some sketches of London for a certain project she was doing in sixth form. She didn't expect to bump into that handsome man that had walked into her parent's café. They actually ended up chatting. Flirting a little. She showed him her drawings and they just.. clicked. Already, Evie found herself liking this man. Maybe even falling for him. But. Luck wasn't on her side at that moment in time. She found out that he was to leave for the army in a few days. Evie was disappointed. She really liked this guy but he was going away. But then he asked her something - whether he could send her letters. She agreed instantly. It turned out that he had no one special in his life so Evie promised herself that she would be that person to him. All to soon he had to leave, they said goodbye but that wasn't the end of their story. With the address he gave her, she sent him letters and soon they exchanged letters constantly. She filled him in on her life as it changed, sent him endless paintings and sketches, and just enjoyed having someone she could talk to. Of course, her parents weren't exactly happy about this man that their daughter was constantly writing to. A man that probably took up 49% of her thoughts (the other 51% being her art, obviously). They felt that it was unhealthy for her to be writing to someone in the army that she hardly knew. They didn't want her to be hurt if anything were to happen to him and seeing as they had never met him, they were wary too. He was two years older than Evie after all.
It was when he was first on leave that they met up. And she had fallen for him. She was sixteen, he was eighteen, but somehow they just fit together so perfectly. And that first kiss was something that Evie would never, ever forget. They dated then. Constantly together while he was back in the UK but all too soon he had to return to the barracks, and then to Iraq. They still wrote. All the time. And occasionally she even got a phone call. Now those were good days. When she would be on the phone to him, shouting at any of her family that wanted to use the phone because they were not allowed to shorten the time she was talking to Ati. Of course, her brother teased her by threatening to disconnect the phone but it was all in jest. And he also knew he would've been murdered if he had.
For another one and half years roughly they were together. It was obvious to anyone around her that she was very much in love with him. And whenever he was on leave, he was in London and spending nearly all of his time with her. It was these times that Evie loved best. When she could be with him. He even met her family then, and though her mother scrutinized almost everything about him, in the end she decided that he was 'not the worst that Evana could do'. Now, Evie's father quite liked his daughter's boyfriend. Thinking him a nice, respectable gent. Evie's brother? Well. He was just pissed off because he couldn't threaten this guy - Ati was a soldier and Martin wasn't going to go there. But as she reached eighteen things changed. Disaster struck in her family as her father was diagnosed with cancer. No longer was every waking thought on Ati. Instead she was focused on her father and her art as she had just started college. But it was becoming too much. She just couldn't deal with it all, supporting her family, sending letters to Ati, going through college.. Her school work, which was always receiving the top grades, was actually beginning to fail. The letters she sent to Ati were mostly hurried scrawls. Stress was just consuming her. So. She did something that she would very much regret but at the time seemed the only thing that could help her. When he was next on leave, she broke up with Atticus.
It was two months after that dreadful day that her father went into remission. It was when he was better, and more like her father again, that her work in college began to improve. The stress had decreased and she could focus on working on the thing she loved. Though, she still read the letters that Atticus had sent her whilst he was in the army but soon, even she stopped reading his words. She moved on.
It was whilst she was in college that she met her friends: Cat Bolton, Billie Adams, Jamie Wade and India Lock. They were all on the same art course and they were constantly together. The more time they spent together, the more they got to know one another. And when they found out about Evie's 'hot soldier boyfriend' - their words, they all called her a fool for ending things when they eventually saw pictures of him. Cat being the one to hit her round the back of the head and exclaim that you do not break up with guys that hot. But that was behind her. Every waking thought was on her art. Though she did date a few guys whilst she was working they always ended up breaking up with her. Apparently, they didn't see the point in having a girlfriend that focused more on drawing than they did on the relationship. The thing was, Evie saw sense in this, because every time they broke it off, she didn't feel that sad about it.
When her foundation course finished after a year, she went on to do a BA in Fine Art. This course lasted for three years, and at the end of her schooling she was twenty-two. It was now that she finally decided to stop spending all of her time in the classroom and actually spend it being an artist. And how much she enjoyed it.
It was a year later when she was just drawing in London when a very familiar face caught her eye. A face from five years ago. Knowing she'd regret it for the rest of her life if she didn't, she went over to him. It turned out he'd gone back to the army as a medic, but then left, and was now working as a paramedic. She told him of her life and that she was actually now a freelance artist. Then, she apologized. She told him that breaking up with him was a mistake. That the stress was just too much and she hadn't been able to handle it. They'd agreed to keep in touch, and that was the start of something beautiful. They soon started to date again.
This time around, it was just perfect. They were older, they both were doing something they loved to do and being together just worked. She'd fallen in love with him all over again. A few months later and they were even living together, in a nice little place in Covent Garden. She had managed to find a space for her studio just five minutes away and life couldn't get better. Or, at least Evie thought it couldn't.
But it could. After another year, Atticus took her down to the pier. Where they'd first really gotten talking. The place where they first agreed to exchange letters. It'd been sunset. The lights of London lighting up the area to replace the fading sunlight. It had been beautiful. She wished she'd had something to capture it so she could paint it later. But all the thoughts on the picturesque beauty soon left as he got down on one knee. He asked her to marry him. It was the most perfect moment she'd ever experienced. Her answer had been yes, of course. She was going to marry Atticus Killian Delaney.
She'd planned most of the wedding with her friends and sister-in-law. Of course, Ati got some say in it, but a wedding was always the bride's day. As her friend, Cat said to her fiancé "This is the most important day of a bride's life, keep the fuck out Delaney" which made her laugh at the time. The few months before the wedding were just wonderful. Especially picking out the dress with her friends and mother. And, of course, the moments she spent with Ati planning the wedding were fun too. She had even tried to invite his father to the wedding, but he had never came.
The big day couldn't come soon enough, but when it did, when she was standing there in the white dress she received a moment of sheer panic. She was ready to run. She really was. It was her brother, Martin, that saw the panic on her face and just laughed. He'd gone through the same. Cold feet. But he told her that running would be the worst thing. That it's okay as soon as you see that person you're about to marry. And he was right.
When she was walking down that aisle, her arm in her father's, the love she felt was just going to make her heart burst. And seeing Ati standing there, well, the expression on his face was something that she knew she couldn't recreate in a painting. Even how much she would want to. No longer did she have cold feet. No longer did she want to run. All the way through the procession she was grinning. Hearing Ati saying his vows, and then saying those pivotal two words.. okay, she might have cried a little. And then they kissed. She was no longer Miss Evana Renée Hawkley, but at that moment she became Mrs Evana Renée Delaney.
And married life is simply amazing for her. She wakes up, makes breakfast, says goodbye to her husband as he goes to work, then makes her way down to her studio. There, she works on whatever piece she is currently working on, and it's often Atticus that turns up at the studio after his shift which makes her know what time it is. Often bringing some sort of food with him as he knows that she doesn't stop for lunch. It's not that she doesn't want to eat, it's just that she's so lost in her work (and the music that blares throughout the room) that she forgets. From there, they go home, they spend time together, they eat dinner, watch TV and eventually go to bed. Of course, it isn't always like that, but that's the general routine. And it's a routine that she loves.

OOC Name: Spitze

How long have you been RP'ing for?: Four years
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