HELLER, rachelle leigh

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NAME:

Rachelle Leigh Heller.

AGE:

347- appears 24.

GENDER:

female.

SEXUALITY:

Straight

SPECIES:

Angel ( Guiding).

NATIONALITY:

American, Austrian

OCCUPATION:

Witch, (part-time student), Part-time Herbal store clerk Social worker.

APPEARANCE:

Rachelle has light brown/auburn hair that usually reaches her shoulders. The color may vary a little in the summer months. Her eyes are hazel and echo both her inner strength and her compassion. She has a bright presence and a light air to her. He has a smile that is warm and sweet. She stands at 5.5 and has very lightly tan skin along a soft but gently sculpted form. Her wings are a cream white color, but a pure white when she is in a full angel mode. Her eyes tend to become brighter amber color somewhat likened to a fire. In Angel form she has somewhat of a glow to her.

CELEB CLAIM:

Autumn Reeser.

PERSONALITY:

Altruistic- She'd literally give someone the shirt off of her back if they needed it. or even asked for it. She loves helping people and does so automatically, even at risk to herself. It's just part of her nature.
Pleasant- She almost always has a smile, and tends to a more optimistic person. Her optimism could sometimes be mistaken for Naivety, but it isn't. She gets that the world is a mess. She just figures the best way to make it better is to is by not dwelling on the bad side. Instead she tries her best to turn it around.
Outgoing She is fine with approaching people and making new friends. She is always happy to start a conversation, tough she isn't a huge talker.She doesn't really speak unless she has something worth saying.
Modest- While she is outgoing and out reaching she doesn't care to be the center of attention. Though she doesn't mind being the center of Rayven's attention, she prefers to work more in the background. She doesn't take compliments well and blushing isn't something rare to her. She also has a bit of her old mayflower-life style. She doesn't really care for much exposure
Strong- No one would really expect it ,given her gentle nature.
Hyper yet still laid back- Yes, she is a ball of energy. She has to keep active. If her mind and hands aren't busy she starts to go insane.
Outspoken- She'll say what's on her mind. If she wants something she will tend to ask for it. If she doesn't want something she has no problem voicing it. If she has something to stand against she will do it quite firmly.
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LIKES:

Sunrises, When the moon is visible during light hours, stars and night, coffee ( not that she needs it), elevators and escalators (they're fun >.>), Watching Airplanes, Wings, helping, Walking, Running, playing around, music, Teaching, Plants, Practicing, and fluffy things, silk, exploring the modern world adventure/new experiences.

DISLIKES:

Most technology ( it hates her), prejudice and superstition (It killed her), confusion, fire (bad memories, cruelty,large crowds, being center of attention, rejection, being alone, seeing others cry, seeing others in pain, not being able to find the good in a situation,.

SECRETS:

Her being an angel.

FEARS:

Fire, Lightening, losing Rayven.

DREAMS:

Love and be loved in return ... hopefully as part of a family.

STRENGTHS:

Smart- despite chances or choices she makes for herself she is actually a pretty wise person... just sometimes more of a do what I say not what I do person. ,
Careing/loving- She is a good person and it is a source of strength for her.
Capable- She may not be the meanest strongest angel out there but she can hold her own. She can be a force to recon with if cornered. She has a strong will to back her up.
Outgoing- She will go for something she wants and often with all her might... she however wouldn't step on others to get there.
Enduring: She has a strong will that is hard to take down.

WEAKNESSES:

Slighly overconfident, sometimes acts without thinking (or despite) and getting trouble, can be too self-sacrificing, can be squimish, lost in modern society, apple products (A. how the heck do they work...B. O.O why is it called apple), she is easily hurt ( may not always show it though) .

HISTORY:

Rachelle was born in the mid to late 1600's in Austria. Despite her family being involved in spell craft, They were very involved with their community. During s bit of religious tumult, her family migrated to the Americas where she grew up. Her parents didn't survive the voyages so she ended up being raised by her aunt who was a bit more into spell craft and herbalism than her parents were. She used her craft mostly in keeping peace and healing. She actually would take care of the people most other healers wouldn't. She would heal the natives that were injured during hunting accidents or even invasions (which were more often than not spurred on by colonists). Her contact with the natives and compassion for them made her a little bit outcasts from the community socially.

When she was about 21, her aunt died. She then became the primary healer for the village. She was however somewhat lonely without having anyone there. Most people would smile at her face and gossip about her behind her back. She was at the harvest festival when she met Rayven. Apparently, he had either not known she was the town pariah or he had serious guts because then next think she knew he was talking to her. They had become easy friends. She had grown extremely attached to him over a few years. He treated her in a way that most peopled didn't. She had gotten perfectly accustomed to being around him. Of course, ore rumors spread and she became suspected of being a harlot. She really didn't care. Honestly, nothing could separate her from him. She loved Rayven. One day, she let him know that she loved him and told him that she wanted to be more than just his friend was.

She wasn't as much surprised as relieved when he agreed. A woman soliciting a man in such a manner could have been a rather dangerous offense. Then again, even if he had rejected her, she knew he never would have done anything to her. He was too kind...too good. She still kept the fact that she was a witch hidden from him. However, there were little signs that she didn't make the effort to hide. She figured if he ever asked she would tell him.

Her life from then on was amazing. She was loved by the most amazing man on earth and how she loved him. She was healing, and providing for the colony and no one was the wiser to her abilities. Then things took a turn for the worst. One day there was a raid on the town. one of the colonists had killed one of the natives and the tribe wanted justice. The colony easily slaughtered the tribe but she had managed to save one of the young squaws. She hid the girl at her house. She didn't even let Rayven know what she had been up to. One of the town members found out about it though. Then came the accusations. The man gave her a choice either she turned over the woman to him and be released from the "devil" or she would be tried as a witch for helping the devil's children. Of course, trial was another word for put to death. During the trial people shivered from the "darkness of her powers" and “devil’s marks" were somehow found on her. Marks that she for some reason couldn't see, only the "pure of soul" could see them (because they weren't there). During everything, she just kept her heart on Rayven. Strangely enough, they had let her go for a few weeks , while they deliberated. She still kept this from him. She didn't want to burden him with her problems. She didn't want anything to take him away from her. One fateful night though she was taken from him. The villagers tore through her door and dragged her out by her hair. They beat her and cast her to the ground. She saw her love running out at the sound of her screams. She saw him trying to break through the crowds. She kept her eyes on him for the remainder of the time. She even kept a smile on her face through the tears... for him. As they tied her to the pole, she started to shiver. she knew what was coming next. Tears streamed down her face as she kept her eyes locked into his. Her smile however broke as the flames started to eat through her flesh. She tried not to scream, but she couldn't'. The pain was beyond unbearable. Sadly, she hadn't had the chance to die from smoke inhalation first. As the flames scraped pass her nerve endings all she wanted was to have been dead. Finally the pain was gone... along with her body.

She found herself gasping for breath as she glanced around her. She called out his name but he wasn't there. She looked beside her and saw feathers. She touched them only to realize that they were a part of her. It took some getting used to for her to adjust to her new life. She did so well though. She was a guiding angel. Her care and compassion had gained her this title. She wore it well. She was a counselor to the others and often approached for advice and aid. For the next, few hundred years this was her task and purpose. She loved it, wholeheartedly. Well almost wholeheartedly,... a part of her had never let go of that man whose perfect teal eyes she had watched at her worst hours and her best. He had to have been long gone by then. It was a sad reality that she had lost love. She knew very well that she wouldn't have it again and she accepted it. She never stopped loving him though. When she had the chance to dream it was usually her resting in his arms or him and his son playing in the fields while she watched from the garden. It was simple yes...but a dream. Of course they had never had a child...as many of the women from that time...she had wanted one. Now things were different though. She had her task and she did it cheerfully and passionately.

After a few years of counseling angels and helping humans through proxy, she reasoned that she could be a better force of good on earth. She went to the council and explained this to them. She then asked to be sent to earth They wholeheartedly agreed. Anything that Rachelle said was taken as gold despite her young age, her being a guide gave her a naturally high standing among angels. She had heard stories about earth and the things she would need. She even took what could be considered classes on what she had to do to get her settled.

When she arrived in Essex, New jersey ( as her assignment was), she was still lost and completely bewildered. Everything seemed to be going so fast. Not busy like she was used to... being busy and occupied was one thing , but humans were so..rapid. Moving as if they stopped they would age and die. She really hadn't remembered earth that way. It was intriguing. She was ready to get started with helping people. she was a guide...thus her takes was to guide and nurture humans who needed her. Usually, they would be drawn to her or her them.

She had rented a car and was staying wherever she could find a safe place to rest her head. Blending in was not something that she had completely down pat. Actually, she had very little control with not being " angelic". It was hard to be human after spending a few centuries shining with open wings. She was running low on funds and witchcraft didn't pay as well when one didn't have a stable place to work from. Her first two weeks on earth had been pure chaos. She was still enjoying it though. however, she needed a break. She had wandered into a forest off the beaten path. she just wanted to relax...stretch out for a bit. She did she felt perfectly at peace for that moment.

Then, things just became more chaotic. As she was outside spinning and walking. She bumped into.. of all beings Rayven. There she was...standing in front of her Rayven. She wondered how it was possible at first. then , for the first time was aware of him being a demon. She was taken off by it, however completely lost in the idea of having him back. It was rather conflicting for the angel. After a few awkward moments...then perfect days, it didn't matter. Well, at least not to her, though his attraction to blood was a little... strange. In the end, he was still that man that she loved...who loved her. However, sadly... not everyone was as tolerable of an angel and a demon being in love.

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UPDATED:
-Had 2 children with Rayven a few months apart
-Left Essex and lived in MI for a few years
-Finished degree in social work
- Moved back to Essex
-broke up with Ray when she found out he withheld truth about cheating from her.

FAMILY LIFE:

Mother,father,and aunt are all dead.
Children: Angelus and Cole Nevermore

OTHER:

She has a good amount of angelic power that can help her out in dire situations.