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Tallygarunga
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September, 2019 :: Spring

Evelyn McCarthy-Parsons

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About Evelyn McCarthy-Parsons

  • Birthday 08/14/1990

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  • Full Name
    Evelyn Greta McCarthy-Parsons
  • Birthdate - Day
    14
  • Birthdate - Month
    8
  • Exact Age?
    Yes
  • Birthday - Year
    1990
  • Birthplace
    Melbourne, Australia
  • Job Title
    Corrupt Auror, Socialite
  • Species
    Veela
  • Blood Status
    Halfbreed
  • Pronouns
    She/Her
  • Played By
    Dianna Agron

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    Cypress, Phoenix Feather, 11 1/2'', very hard flexibility
  • Patronus
    Goshawk - she hates it

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  1. Invite Cleansing Fire

    A nod followed Andrea's statement. Halfbreeds were easy to demonize, to ostracize. Being one herself, Evelyn had a very good idea of what Travis would endure at school should he bother to attend classes at all during that situation (they had managed to legally excuse him for five days and the funeral, though it had been far longer than that at that point). Some not so well intended students would be delighted to poke the bear in this situation as well which would be very bad - as far as Evelyn was concerned, the Bourke was a powder keg at that moment, ready to burst at the slightest of sparks. "Mm, I see." Andrea's instincts were correct, as Travis hadn't killed his mother. Nevertheless, she couldn't confirm it in one way or another, having to leave her friend in the dark regarding the case. She didn't think the Professor would be revealing any data she imparted about the case to anybody but protocol was protocol. 'Oh, how times have changed.' "It seems to be affecting you in a different way, if you don't mind me saying so." The blonde spoke as she got up from her seat. Once she adjusted her minimally wrinkled dress due to having been sitting down for a little while, she finally made her way to the adjacent kitchen area, keeping the door open between rooms so Andrea could easily hear the half-Veela through the wall. "By that I mean to say you look like you need a break. No offense once again, of course." She spoke in a lightly louder tone to support easy hearing as she started handling the various tasks and objects needed to produce what she deemed to be the beverage of the gods. "It's... Interesting, in a way, to see the ripple effect this has had on the town's inhabitants. Though perhaps you need a distraction? At least for the day."
  2. Invite Cleansing Fire

    "I think you should sit down, actually. I could prepare something for you instead if you'd like." It wasn't Evelyn's home but it was very obvious that Andrea just needed some good old fashioned resting to recoup energies lost to the most recent town commotion. Hopefully she would ask for a nice cup of tea, as Evelyn could go for one at the moment. 'I can always go for one, actually...' She scooted away on the couch to give room for Andrea to sit down and turn to her in her seat, an elbow resting atop the back of the seating as she took in Andrea's words. She wasn't telling Evelyn anything new, Legilimency notwithstanding, because it was like the Professor said - it was her very job description to know what was going on. "Not only that, I'm one of the Aurors assigned to the case." She cleared that up, but never intended to share a single detail about it. "My apologies for the Force not being so forthcoming with information, it makes rumors spread and mutate. But it is how it is. Information leaks compromise the investigation... And, unfortunately, those involved with the situation have to pay the price for the time being regardless of complicity." Travis was innocent. She knew it. Jo knew it. Anyone with a good nose at the crime scene knew it. They had their reports filed, but unfortunately they were halfbreeds. For as competent as they were, their claims still held no water against humans. "What do you think?" It was morbid curiosity and Evelyn figured it would be far more fun to ask than to prod. If anything, it was excellent fodder for conversation.
  3. Invite Cleansing Fire

    It didn't take too long for Evelyn's passive employment of Legilimency to start flooding her own mind with Andrea's thoughts. Much like most other people she dealt with, they were overflowing with Travis Franklin's situation - except, for her foreign friend, it felt somewhat more personal, even if not by a whole lot. Evelyn was quick to conclude she wouldn't be so lucky as to draw out the right mood from the Professor and so she let that thought go, deciding to focus on cheering her up instead. "Why, my friend, I'm positively ecstatic to see you as well." The blonde joked in return, not bothering to move from her seat. Her eyes were trained on the woman as she made herself comfortable. Evelyn's choice to remain present for her was an odd one - even if she was the type to remain on someone's good graces, it was a rarity when she bothered to dig in to their issues out of genuine interest. Perhaps all the time they'd spent together was starting to make her somewhat concerned over Andrea. 'How quaint.' "You look like you had 'one of those days', as they say. No offense meant." She spoke up again, watching her with curiosity. "Perhaps it would do you well to discuss what's on your mind. From what I hear, shoving things down does you no good." She could just extract whatever information she wanted, but where was the fun in that?
  4. Invite Cleansing Fire

    Evelyn had to admit recent times had become far more interesting than they had been for a near solid year at that point, for as morbid as it was. Instead of being thrust onto the wild goose chase that was tracking down Thomas Solozzo, the Ministry had been thrown into complete disarray by a macabre murder of a Ministry employee happening right under their noses - committed by a werewolf running around unchecked, no less. It was a mystery as to what move they'd ultimately take, but Evelyn could make an educated guess of it. Nonetheless, she still needed to wait a little while longer before it was adequate for her to make a move on the chessboard that was Wizarding politics. Being let go for the day, the blonde decided to pay a visit to a dear friend of hers. Upon reaching her own home, she promptly Apparated to Professor Riverpond's own home without anyone to see it happen. As she appeared in the woman's living room, she soon realized that there was nobody home. Good thing she came prepared - sitting on the couch, the half-Veela crossed her legs gracefully and retrieved a book from her bag that she had been reading lately, letting its words entertain her for the time being. It didn't take too long for her to hear the door, signaling Andrea's arrival. The Auror bookmarked the page she was on and put it back inside the bag resting on the seat next to her own, and proceeded to cross her arms under her chest and lean back on the back of the couch while waiting for her friend to make her grand entrance. Evelyn had showed up uninvited so many times at that point she didn't think she'd frighten the teacher in any way.
  5. I'd have to say, things have been anything except teadious lately.

  6. The last few days have been quite tiresome, haven't they? For once, I really want to go to steep...

    1. Keira Hammond

      Keira Hammond

      Ah shit, here we go again.

  7. Going as high as a kite

    Given their self imposed limitations pertaining the speed of their ascent, the pair climbed at roughly the same pacing - Evelyn was using Jo's speed to gauge her own, and ultimately they reached the top of the structure in sync. The ropes and the harness made it quite uncomfortable for the half-Veela to join her work colleague sitting atop the wall but she made it work, legs dangling off the edge as she watched the sunset with perfect balance. "We're too used to living in a hurry in general, I'd say." She replied, agreeing with the woman - it was truly a remarkable view. It was rare when Evelyn actually took a moment to stop and appreciate the beauty of the world with all the time her work, family and general scheming took up. It served as a reminder that every now and then a little break from pressing matters didn't hurt anyone. "Our lives go by so quickly with our type of job we don't even take the time to stop and appreciate what's right in front of our noses. It's truly a shame." It was something Evelyn had to work on, but she couldn't help struggle with the notion that, with her type of life, it might not be worth it.
  8. Class DADA Term 3 - Boggarts

    One by one, the students got up from their seats and stepped up to face their worst fears - not all, which wasn't something Evelyn could have blamed her for, but a greater number than usual; even some people she never expected to have the capacity to do so based on the little she had picked up on them over the course of a few lectures. Unfortunately, not everyone took it very well. Things started derailing as she noticed the first student to take on the task had grabbed her belongings from her desk and stormed out of the classroom without a word, with another Spencer following after her almost immediately. From what she could observe from her vantage point, the girl's fear was that of abandonment, something Evelyn could deeply relate to. While she had briefly considered not docking points because of it, she ultimately had to over the simple fact that, if something happened to either Spencer during class, it would be Evelyn's head on the chopping block if she provided no justification. Watching Samantha's Boggart made her almost as uneasy as facing her own - the people showing as deceased were still very much a part of her family. Fortunately the Bourke made quick work of it. Unwittingly, a deep, silent exhalation escaped the half-Veela. If it was up to her, she wouldn't have to see a single Boggart for the rest of her lifetime. She was snapped out of her thoughts as a boy had a panic attack on her watch, and she sent one of the students whom had already accomplished the task to take him to the nurse. She watched Travis with interest as he made the move to approach the creature. She hadn't expected him to face it - a lot could come to light after all - but inwardly commended him on doing so; she didn't, however, particularly enjoy the sight of seeing her dead cousins a second time, in a much more graphic way than she had witnessed just a few minutes before. The otherwise cold blooded woman felt uncomfortable, but she didn't stop the Bourke from accomplishing the assignment. The Boggart soon made the boy's affliction apparent. The classroom grew silent, much like she had predicted: people feared what they couldn't understand, and less than a handful expected him to be a werewolf. As the Boggart was conquered and the teenager returned to his seat, the tension in the room was palpable. It was up to her to break through it, wasn't it? "Good work, Mr. Franklin." She spoke in a cheerful tone. "Now, we still have quite a few students left to go, don't we? I'd like to remind you that you will get extra points if you manage to defeat the Boggart. So, please, let's get to it while we still have time, unless you all want the Sturts to win at the end of the year." She joked, motivating a few to jump into action - the little tease had worked, even if in the mental count she was keeping they were in third place overall in that class. The rest of it went without much incident. Laughter erupted a few times throughout the classroom again, serving to counteract the earlier awkwardness. Eventually, the bell rang: it was finally time to end that emotionally heavy session. "Alright, alright. I'm quite happy with today's results. Class dismissed, and for those with any questions, I'll be here for a little while longer so feel free to come to me." With a simple wand movement, Evelyn opened the doors to the classroom. Outside, various students were already scurrying past the corridor, headed to enjoy their break properly. [OOC: Feel free to write your character out of class.]
  9. Today's festeavities were tearrific!

    1. Keira Hammond

      Keira Hammond

      Oh, the double. It's your birthday but I wanna slap you right now.

    2. Andrea Riverpond

      Professor Andrea Riverpond

      I'm starting to see a pattern here, and it's not tea puns

  10. Hm... The cost of tea has been growing quite steep lately.

    1. Keira Hammond

      Keira Hammond

      Here we go again.

    2. Andrea Riverpond

      Professor Andrea Riverpond

      I'm starting to regret this again...

    3. Evelyn McCarthy-Parsons

      Evelyn McCarthy-Parsons

      @Keira HammondQuit mean-muggin' me.

      @Andrea RiverpondSo you're having deja brew?

  11. Going as high as a kite

    Evelyn followed Jo towards the colossally tall climbing wall, eyes flickering towards her daughter over at the adult jungle gym a few times as she went. The blonde seemed to be having fun, especially with her cousin playing pranks on her - it brought a rare, genuine kind of smile to the half-Veela's lips. If her daughter was happy, she was happy, and it quite astonishing to her how simple that concept was along with its execution. "Thank you." She spoke to the volunteer handing her the appropriate gear with her trademark dashing smile covering her lips. Her gaze fell on Jo as she put on the equipment, following suit without much difficulty and strapping the various rope to the harness. As Jo pointed upwards, Evelyn watched a stranger making their ascent; it seemed easy enough, if slightly boring to do with equipment. "Understood." With that, they were off. Upwards and onwards, or so they say, the pair proceeded on with their little extracurricular activity, with the blonde paying special attention to where she put her hands and so not to accidentally tear out a rock with her own supernatural force like Jo had done earlier.
  12. Going as high as a kite

    "I see." Right, Jo had a sister. For as much of a social butterfly as Evelyn prided herself on being, such details slipped her mind all too often. It reminded the half-Veela that Jo had been adopted into a human family. Even if she wasn't particularly close to any of them, it was reassuring to know people who cared about halfbreeds such as them still existed. It was what Evelyn was fighting for after all. "In any case, if you ever need a companion for this sort of activity and you find yourself out of luck, I can make myself available if you so wish." Her sense of humor didn't fly too well with the younger woman but the blonde figured it was too great an opportunity to pass up on when it came to making allies. Even if Jo had never struck her as someone to be used in the political house of cards that was the Ministry, she'd be better off safe than sorry in the long run. Finishing her drink, the woman moved to toss the cup into the nearby trash bin. "Thank you for indulging me, Officer." She joked again despite not expecting much of a comeback at all, a playful grin filling her lips. "You've had a go just now, so you can show me how it's done. Please, lead the way."
  13. Going as high as a kite

    The pair watched the wall in silence as they sipped their respective beverages. Evelyn couldn't help hold a minimal resentment towards the existence of Muggles in that one moment - the hypocrisy was borne from her constant pursuit of and delight with danger. She wished she could race the Dhampir to the top, regardless of who'd come victorious. She wished she could jump off the top and land safely on her feet, like a Veela with her level of fitness would. Such things were null and void under the curious eyes of people whom had no idea of what supernatural abilities were. Her job appeased that need for reckless endangerment at times, fortunately. "Hm?" Brought out of her less than pleasant line of thought, it took her a moment before her brain had worked out the question Jo had posed. "Oh, quite sweet. Perhaps a bit too much for my liking, but certainly digestible." Not nearly hot enough, but it would have to do - it was from a random stand after all, and she didn't hold complete control over its brewing. "How about your beer?" She thought that Jo wasn't too proficient with small talk - it could be that it was Evelyn's burden to bear solely for the sake of enjoying her company. "Why were you climbing on your own, if you don't mind me asking?" Perhaps a bit of an intrusive question, but Evelyn's honeyed words made it sound not as rude. "Don't take it the wrong way, please, it's just to satisfy my curiosity. I just figure this is the sort of activity that one would want to do in pairs, or as a group."
  14. Class DADA Term 3 - Boggarts

    The class was quickly starting to fill up, though the seats people had chosen were vastly different in some aspects in comparison to her previous lecture - a curious development, Evelyn thought. If it weren't for her having more important things to concern herself with, she'd pick at the minds of the students if only to verify why that was. It wasn't her place to do so at the moment, however; or so she was reminded the moment her Spencer cousin's voice pierced her ears. "Miss Cross, I'm not kidding you. Please sit down and don't cause a ruckus." A hard feat considering whom she was speaking to, but the calmness and friendliness to her words certainly helped her in her request (or so she'd like to think). From Amber, she looked away, eyes inadvertently locking with those of Travis Franklin - whom was, apparently, glaring at her. It didn't seem to have much of an effect on the woman as all she did was to smile at him prior to continuing her class. A number of hands shot up to comply with Evelyn's request, whether it be because they wanted the points, they wanted to sound smart, or any other reason being completely irrelevant. "Go on, Miss Williams." One of the few she gave permission to speak was the redhead sitting on the front row. Not knowing her to be particularly studious from the previous encounters they had, she was left pleasantly surprised at the answer she got despite its flaws. The girl sitting beside her soon completed the reply. Even if there was more that could be said, Evelyn felt like it was a sufficient summation of the creature. "Miss Williams, you just won yourself ten points for such a thorough reply." She spoke with a smile, before her eyes diverted to Chloe. "And you, Miss Stewart, five for completing it. Nice team work." They were likely friends, she concluded. Not feeling minimally motivated to find about such a thing herself, Evelyn let the two go and took on more answers from the rest of the class. "Before moving on, let me make it clear that nobody has to engage in this class. Even if a Boggart is a mostly harmless creature, I do realize some fears it can be materialized to can become harmful, both physically and psychologically. So, if you feel you're not up to the task, there's no shame in bowing out of it. I only ask that you remain here until the conclusion of this class. With that being said, please stand in front of the enclosure, one at a time. Move orderly, and if anything bad happens, remember I'm here to watch over you." As the class finally got started in her point of view, she opened the wardrobe-like structure, releasing the Boggart to face the first student that was bold enough to take it on. [OOC: This is to be knocked out in a round or two. If your character laughs at their fear without the Riddikulus spell being cast, consider the Boggart defeated. If your character casts the Riddikulus incantation and doesn't laugh at the Boggart to defeat it, assume it was anyway due to the rest of the class doing so. If a character freezes in fear or doesn't finish the dask for any other reason, the next person can assume Evelyn handled the situation in between turns and proceed.]
  15. Going as high as a kite

    "Using a rope would be more prudent, wouldn't you say?" Around wizards, it wouldn't surprise them so much if the pair were to simply race to the top, cord free, at a speed superior to what humans could achieve; but, as Aurors, they had to set an example. While she had been more than ready to make fun of Jo before for the usage of equipment, she wasn't so daft as to ignore the upside to doing so. "In any case." She took a sip of the sweet chamomile tea. For a moment she pondered heating up the cup with her own hand, but eventually relented from the idea as the server a little ways away from them was probably a Muggle; at least, she couldn't pick anything vaguely of note from their thought patterns. "I'm flattered that you enjoy my company so much you'd take on that challenge again." She couldn't help the jokes at that point, them being as much part of her nature as her passive Legilimency mastery. She wasn't sure if Jo would understand it, but she didn't care so much; if anything, her taking things literally made it for an even greater sense of amusement to the half-Veela, a borderline sadistic one.
Evelyn Greta McCarthy-Parsons
Corrupt Auror, Socialite 0
29 year old Halfbreed Veela She/Her
Age  29
Date of Birth August 14th, 1990
Birthplace Melbourne, Australia
Year Level 0
Occupation Corrupt Auror, Socialite
Player  Kirupachi
Blood Status Halfbreed
Species Veela
Pronouns She/Her
Patronus Goshawk - she hates it
Wand Cypress, Phoenix Feather, 11 1/2'', very hard flexibility
Play-by Dianna Agron
Education 
  • 1st to 7th Year: Tallygarunga, Sturt House
  • Auror Training Degree in VMU
Knowledge
Secrets
  • While not exactly a secret to those who caught her in her early school years, she is very short sighted and had to wear rather thick glasses as a result. During her 'change', she decided to wear contacts instead;
  • Corrupt: you scratch her back, she scratches yours;
  • Planning to attain a high position, aiming for Minister of Magic ultimately. If she doesn't actually reach it in her lifetime, she will probably get close;
  • She absolutely loathes her middle name, chosen by her father, because it's 'too pedestrian' in her eyes;
  • Incapable of bearing her own children;
  • Killed her father in self-defense but decided to cover it up as a robbery casualty for the sake of giving her name a boost in the wizarding world (and oh boy, did it work);
  • She cannot sing, at all. It's sad to watch;
  •  Contrary to popular belief, her true specialties are Occlumency, Legilimency, memory charms and the Dark Arts, which she practiced in secret all her life;
  • She has a hard time processing the fact the deep motherly love she holds for her adopted daughter might actually mean her own soul isn't beyond saving;
  • Has a terrible orientation sense. If she has to go somewhere, she either has to know where it is to begin with or someone has to take her there, or else things end up going very wrong. It's hard for her to actually admit this, as it makes her feel quite pathetic;
  • Apparates absolutely everywhere unless impossible to (or within walking distance). While that is not a secret in itself, the reasoning behind it is - she has a penchant for taking unnecessary risks physically, and loves the adrenaline that comes with the notion that she might be splinching herself if she's not careful;
  • Her whole actual personality, really;
  • Her marriage is a sham strictly for political gain;
  • A number of both long time affairs and one night stands, either for fun or information (even though her husband is entirely aware of this and it's mutual);
  • Deep seated fear of powerlessness, it being by far the biggest reason to her every action and thought;
  • Clinically depressed and takes medication for it;
  • Has Autophobia - the phobia of abandonment. This makes her covertly obsessed with ensuring the people close to her stay close and never are inclined to either leave the general area or eliminate their bonds;
  • Unconscious hatred of any being with wings/able to fly, especially birds (which is very ironic, considering her ancestry), and this includes her very own Patronus;
  • Victim of physical abuse and neglect from early childhood until her father's death;
  • Is a tremendous lightweight when it comes to alcohol;
  • Has experienced the Cruciatus Curse numerous times in her life, courtesy of her late father;
  • Said late father became a monster when his wife passed on, but she insists on portraying him publicly in a good light;
  • Takes great pleasure with the knowledge that her paternal family’s bloodline will die off with her… Or so she thinks.
General Knowledge
  • Half-Veela and important figure in the fight against the discrimination of halfbreeds;
  • Her wand's wood is associated with nobility and a heroic death, which helped people rally behind her when her father passed (something she finds deeply ironic);
  • Comically obsessed with tea;
  • Turns, twists and plays with her wedding ring unconsciously as a nerves/stress/pressure habit;
  • Pyrokinetic;
  • Ambidextrous;
  • While she travels a lot pretty much everywhere, the McCarthy's manor was relocated from Melbourne to Narrie around twenty years ago and that's her home still;
  • Extremely competent Auror, and as such, she's someone not to be trifled with in any way;
  • Formerly a part of Tallygarunga's Dueling Club;
  • Happily married and very proud of her adopted child;
  • Became an Auror so to finally catch whoever killed her father;
  • Given her flirting habits, whilst harmless, it's widely rumored that she swings both ways;
  • Sometimes gives lectures in schools about a variety of subjects - especially Tally, where her daughter is;
  • While an abnormally impeccable and powerful wizard all around, she specializes in DADA;
  • Said to have a very bright future within the Ministry of Magic ahead of her, with some even speculating she can potentially become the next Head of Magical Law Enforcement later in life;
  • Was actually a Sturt in Tally;
  • Doesn't drink, even in social events;
  • A people person through and through, she seems to help people whenever she can.
Personal
Personality

Cold, calculating, manipulative, power-hungry, sadistic, obsessive, vindictive. Almost anyone would laugh at the thought of those adjectives being used to describe Evelyn; little do they know that it is nothing but the truth.

Her presentation paints a very pretty picture - a youthful, well-mannered, friendly Auror whom seems to befriend everyone with her charming smile, an easygoing laugh, understanding and caring behavior, and harmless teasing quips. It's rare to witness her going for too long without making a tasteful joke, even if a situation is serious, just to amuse herself and others. She is quite often successful in this endeavor. She's also the embodiment of serenity, with very few things seemingly fazing her on a daily basis.

A natural born leader, Evelyn is very charismatic and finds it easy to rally people to her cause or to contain a given situation. She is able to keep herself composed when unexpected things happen, and she has a knack to twisting situations into a way they'd benefit her the most. Despite her need for self preservation, however, she doesn't seem to have much of a habit of leaving behind those whom contribute to her in any way unless they blatantly betray her.

She is very much a wordsmith, tactful and cautious about every word that leaves her mouth. It comes across as concern for others, but it's more out of concern of what can be used against herself. She makes sure to be on everyone's good side, make them relaxed and off guard around her. It certainly makes them more malleable, more likely to impart information, and if all else fails, more susceptible to Legilimency.

She is, in truth, someone who's become everything she once detested and every bit her father's daughter. She is out for herself and her immediate family, perceiving everyone else caught in the blast a casualty she has no business concerning herself over. The world's motto is 'survival of the fittest' and she's making sure she stays at the top of the food chain.

Her core was shaken by fear for very many years, and that fear shaped her to become what she is today. She feared her father and his torture, which caused her massive problems early in life; as she grew up, she grew enough confidence to defend herself, to the point she accidentally killed him. The fear of someone became the fear of powerlessness, and she erroneously perceives as becoming stronger for overcoming him, when she became weaker; even broken.

This fear spurred on a very sudden change to her personality - the second brutal change in a row. While she retained most of her first change in a social manner - friendliness, flirtatiousness, and so on -, the person borne out of overpowering fear became deeply distrusting of others, obsessed with being in a position where she wouldn't be hurt again. Power for the sake of power, with no true direction. Her darker tendencies manifested and she closed herself off completely from everyone save for a few. Manipulation and deception became the words of the day, all behind a friendly smile. Sadism came to life as a means to take out the suffering she endured for so long on others. Coldness came as a lame justification to self hatred, as people are only tools and life has little value.

But maybe, just maybe, she's not beyond saving.

Appearance

True to her Veela ancestry, Evelyn certainly turns a lot of heads - some say she greatly resembles her late mother with her mildly wavy golden hair, deep hazel eyes and smooth skin, almost as if she was fully Veela herself. Her often modest wear hides a fit and lean frame, although she isn't at all afraid to show a little bit of skin if the situation calls for it. Her expression is perpetually jovial and her demeanor very calming and tastefully playful, and very few ever caught her with anything but an amused smile on her face. She stands at 168 cm.

While she lets her hair loose more often than not outdoors, at home she actually prefers to wear her shoulder length hair on a ponytail or a bun, a small detail privy only to her family. She seems to have a taste for fashion despite her modesty, and consequently she's always well dressed. Her inheritance certainly helps with that.

Relationships
Friends

Many people would claim to befriend this charming half-Veela: always having a friendly smile on her face, kind words and a willingness to help out, she's gotten on many people's good sides and they see her that way. Evelyn finds it to be in her benefit to string them along and make them believe she cares about them, if only to ensure she has allies to watch her back down the line.

She can count the true friends she has on one hand. While her outward demeanor towards them doesn't change so much, what does is what she's capable of making herself do for them. They enjoy a layer of protection others don't, and become (mostly) immune to her scheming ways.

Family

Her family became everything to her the moment she realized there were more living beings willing to care for her in such a way past her excuse of a father. She treats them the same as everyone else but goes the extra mile to ensure they are safe while at the same time not keeping them too close to comfort - her extended family, that is.

When it comes to her immediate family, it's a different story. Her husband is her best friend and partner in crime; even if their marriage is a sham, they function like a well oiled machine and confide in each other for everything. Their 'happily married' act has been able to fool people for years and they plan on keeping that up for as long as they can.

Ultimately, her daughter is the most important person in her life. She has a hard time grasping the concept that she'll have to let go on the subtle vice grip she has on the girl as her teen years go by, and is willing to throw her own career under the bus if it were to benefit her. If anything, her devoted parental love for her child is the proof she's not yet too far gone, for as misguided as it can be at times.

Lovers

From a certain point in her life and onwards, Evelyn has always kept plenty of these - all of them purely physical, at least in her eyes. Whether it be for fun or with a laced second intention, it's not common for her to pursue a conquest or two at any given point in time despite being married. As for those she pursues for the sake of career advancement and information, she's not above stringing them along romantically to get what she wants, not having to employ her natural charm to know exactly what to say and do to make them give in to her. Once they've outlived their usefulness, she's partial to erasing the memory of the little affair.

It's unknown how she'd behave when it comes to a true significant other - even to herself. She has never fallen in love in the past or dated anyone other than her husband as an arrangement of mutual benefit. It remains to be seen whether she can or not, and if so, how strongly her controlling urges would manifest towards that person.

Haters

As with everything else, her act isn't perfect and her activities/apparent selflessness may have attracted more than a few watchful eyes. She always treats her enemies with faux politeness, going as far as referring to them as friends, feigning innocence and continuing her game of manipulation and deceit - if she manages to work on them to bring them back to her good side she wins, and if not, she can always use their paranoia to entertain herself, making her win as well. When she perceives the person who dislikes her is too much of a threat, she has them handled one way or another.

The story so far
History

Evelyn was born in a pureblood household, daughter of Seth Alfred McCarthy, a very prominent and powerful Ministry figure. Her mother was his wife, an unnamed Veela woman whom passed away during childbirth. She is left unnamed because Seth never told Evelyn anything about her, and instructed his house elves to do the same out of a sick, sadistic sense of revenge.

She was blamed for her mother's passing by a mentally unstable father, and lived as the remembrance of what she had taken away ever since - and certainly was treated in such a manner. As she got into elementary school age, that sadism morphed into the occasional employment of the Cruciatus curse. In moderation, of course - wouldn't want the girl to get too damaged to continue this little game.

The house elves were sworn to secrecy, and Evelyn grew too scared of her father - if she didn't tell anyone, perhaps she wouldn't set him off even more. She was a very quiet child, keeping to herself and her books, studying magic on her own. As the sadistic behaviors escalated, her father decided to move to a slightly more isolated town - Narrie - so he could continue his deeds unpunished. This, however, provided her with the opportunity to attend the local dojo. Her father had the presence of mind of making it seem like Evelyn had a normal life, and knew she had to look the part - he didn't think too much about enrolling her once she requested it.

Her activities in Hapkido and Krav Maga, as well as the friendliness of people she met at school as a Sturt, both combined to make her feel more confident about herself slowly over time. As the years went by, she started showing that confidence more and more - she grew an excellent sense of humor, made many friends, became flirty, took excellent care of her looks and wear, and near the end of her academic life she seemed very far removed from what a Sturt should embody.

Of course, this also meant she came to resemble her mother too much. At home, things got worse - her father started to beat her up physically rather than just settling for watching her squirm, needing to take out the violent anger bubbling inside from watching the woman that took the love of his life away also take away her looks and personality. It all came to a head when one time, near the end of her last school year, she accidentally killed Seth in self defense.

At first, she was shocked - not that he died, but that she killed someone. But then, she realized she didn't feel particularly bad about it, such was the hatred she harbored for the man. Able to keep her cool due to lack of attachment, she eventually came to a conclusion: if she was to come out and claim her father abused her, her name would be devalued and she would be looked at with pity for the rest of her life. If she made it look like a robbery, she could turn it into a redemption story that kept the name strong going forward.

And so she did. Shedding away as much evidence as she could, she made sure to change the elves' memories before she reported the incident. When questioned, she employed her incredible Occlumens skill as her defense. It all went very smoothly and the people whom knew her rallied behind her, wanting her to succeed. It was her first taste of manipulation, and she rather liked it.

It was all downhill from there as she descended further and further into these mannerisms and behaviors as time went by. Her excellence in magic made it so she was actually a candidate for Auror training, which she aced - she became a full-fledged Auror as soon as she was able, and made sure her competence was always on display just so to allow herself an easier climb up the career ladder later down the line. She arranged her marriage to someone whom had the same intentions, and whom also had reasons to keep themselves hidden. She became a close friends to her husband in reality, and a very loving couple to everyone else. They don't love each other, and they're perfectly okay with the fact.

The only speck of hope in her life came in the form of her adopted daughter, just a few years after the life changing incident. While traveling to a location that was protected from Apparating, Evelyn had gotten lost and wound up in a small town in which a tween was being chased to death due to fear, due to being magical. Her parents had died and her powers had revealed themselves on accident very publicly. Evelyn decided to take her in so to save her, out of an unknown urge; she has grown to care for the girl very deeply ever since, even willing to give up her power so to ensure this girl is alright. Perhaps this is a sign of Evelyn not being too far gone.

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With the Auror force in complete disarray, Evelyn found herself swamped with work over the course of several months - it threw quite the wrench into her own career plans and became the source of constant stress for the woman, and she ended up taking it out on newfound affairs for the purpose of fun rather than advancement. Inadvertently, she wound up befriending the main one: it was odd to care for someone that wasn't a family member yet it also wasn't the first time, exactly, so she decided not to worry about it.

Her responsibilities to the local school were heightened as well, and everything cost her the time she used to spend with Travis Franklin; although she's starting to consider to actively pursue such a thing, if only to teach the boy Occlumency. The last thing she needed was for a halfbreed to run around with certain secrets locked in his brain for less savory folks to peruse if they so wished.

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