BECK, sage corine

[SAGE BECK]

sage corine beck

i don't need a parachute

name: Sage Corine Beck
alias: Shade
gender: female
age: seventeen
birthday: September 2nd
position: student
sexuality: heterosexual
player: Beebee

hand behind my neck

eyes: blue eyes, dark lashes
hair: black hair, medium length, straight
skin: pale, some tan in summer
height: 5' 0''
build: skinny, wiry, agile
marks: variety of scars across body
face: Edna Iordache

don't trust anyone but me

Sage trusts no one. Wary is a kind way to describe her and is also exceptionally accurate, but it would not be inaccurate to say that she truly has issues with trust, ones which need to be addressed at some point if she is ever going to be able to be grow. There are some exceptions to her mistrust. She finds it easier to get along with daemoners rather than non-daemoners due to more positive experiences with them than anyone else. She explicitly trusts Goldilocks, her daemon; in fact, the flying fox is the only individual that she has ever trusted wholeheartedly, a fact that hints at her deep seated desire for self-reliance. She likes to do things herself rather than asking for help; appearing weak is her greatest fear.

Hiding her trust issues is the fact she is gruff, tough, and hellishly stubborn. In social situations, she tends to watch, wait, and keep quiet. However, when she does speak, she rarely says anything nice, tending to be snappish and sarcastic. She isn't above making threats if she herself feel threatens and isn't afraid to follow through on them if pushed. She hates to admit when she is wrong and tends to stick to her guns even when it is obvious that she has made a mistake. Apologies from her are few and very far between.

There is a softer side to Sage. After all, she does love her daemon and would do anything to keep Goldilocks safe. Once befriended, she is loyal to a fault and oftentimes protective. She is not exactly soft with those she loves, but if someone needs her, she'll be there. If one of her friends happens to mention that they need something, it has a tendency to appear where they will find it. She likes to help others, but she also hates to admit that fact to anyone, even to Goldie, though the bat already knows the softer side of her partner. She also knows that Sage can be merciless and violent when provoked, unafraid to throw a punch or break a nose.

if i've got you

name: Goldilocks
species: Acerodon jubatus (giant golden-crowned flying fox)
house: Aves
age: adult


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i won't tell anybody

Sage did not have an easy childhood in New York City. Her mother was always only inches away from a depressive spiral and her father had turned to alcohol years before she was born. Until she was seven, she experienced emotional abuse and neglect. CPS then interfered after her teacher reported her lack of lunches or lunch money and she was placed in the foster care system. Over the next six years, she would be shuffled from home to home across the state. Most of the time, she was within the city. On occasion, she lived in one of the suburbs. The longest she stayed any place was nine months and those weren't an easy nine months. Known to be physically violent towards those who bullied her for her small stature, she made few efforts to get along with anyone around her.

Goldilocks was her only permanent friend during that period of her life, the only one who she could trust to be with her and understand her at every turn. Her foster parents always thought she was simply overly imaginative, trying to cope with the stress of moving from place to place by having imaginary friends, but Sage was a stubborn child and she knew Goldilocks was real. Though she knew little about daemons at that point in her life, she knew that Goldilocks was hers and she was Goldilocks. In the dead of night, they would whisper the daemon's namesake story to each other through the window or via what telepathy they had developed. Sage would hope each night that maybe she would find a bed that was just right and every morning she would awaken and remember that was a foolish notion despite Goldie's cheerful presence. When she was nine, the daemon settled into the form of a large, golden bat.

As Sage grew older, her foster parents more often pressed her to be social and to leave childhood fancies behind her. They remind her that Goldilocks wasn't real whenever she referenced the bat and Goldilocks made few appearances to anyone but Sage, no less skittish than the world weary daemoner. She made sure to reference her other half less and less as the years went by, but every moment she could, she spent with the daemon. Goldilocks was hers and she wasn't going to give that up, no matter what everyone else said to her. When she was eleven, she tried to tell one of her foster mothers that she was a daemoner; she had heard about them at school, though she knew little about what was in the news. However, the woman merely told her to stop lying and Sage let it go, not about to put Goldie in harm's way to prove that she was right. That experience stopped her from telling anyone else.

In the end, the matter of what she was came to a head when she was thirteen. She had never stopped believing in Goldilocks, so the daemon had never lost her first manifest. The only problem was the disbelief of the adults around her and that problem came into sharp focus when one of her foster mothers came onto the terrace of their apartment one evening to find her having a conversation with a giant bat. The woman screamed, hurting Sage and Goldie's ears as both of them had been developing a more keen sense of hearing as of late, and then tried to shoo the bat away from her partner. Sage was having none of that, holding the confused bat close to her chest, and she shoved her foster mother out of the way the instant the woman told her to let go of the thing, that being the word with which Sage's foster mother referred to Goldie. She ran into the apartment and fled the premises. She never went back.

Being a runaway in New York City was not exactly easy, but Sage was at least finally free in her mind and she had some distinct advantages. She had been developing night vision and enhanced hearing for months at that point. Goldie always had her back. They made due, though often enough they struggled to find a place to sleep or food to eat. Oddly enough, it was during those years that she made friends. She wasn't the only daemoner to have ever run away from a bad situation. Some were second manifests who were confused and scared out of their minds; some had been kicked out of the house by their parents. Sage learned to pickpocket and squat; she discovered a few individuals she could trust, though she called herself Shade rather than Sage even to them to keep her identity safe. Life continued as a struggle to survive until she was seventeen and was arrested for petty theft while pickpocketing one spring evening. While waiting in a cell for her arraignment with Goldilocks on her shoulder, she met a woman named Lillian Solberg who made her and her daemon an offer. She and Goldie accepted as attending the Violet Institute sounded better than jail time in a system not designed for bats. Two months later she was in Villa.

[BEEBEE]

Congratulations on having the first character on Make Me Whole, self! I enjoy the fact that you finally finished an application and are talking to yourself.