Poppy Habison

[Aly]

† Poppy Reyna Habison†

What I’m Made Of

Candles On My Cake:;
19

My Height:;
5'3"

My Weight:;
120

So I’m A:;
Female

My Deepest Secret:;
Human

Behind The Walls

Dear Diary:;
Poppy was born in Reno, Nevada, a Night World safe-town. She's lived there all her life, and has gotten along pretty well with the town and her twin brother, Stefan. However, she has recently been diagnosed with terminal cancer in the pancreas. She has three months to live, and must figure out how to make the best of it.

This Is Me:;
Poppy is happy, bubbly, and more-often-than-not smiling. She loves life and freedom and is willing to protect it with anything in her power. She lives for the moment without thinking about the next, but she is always willing to face her consequences. She tries very much to be brave, but when she is faced with certain things she can be quite timid and childish. She doesn't quite strike someone as a nineteen-year-old first hand: more like a questingly curious twelve-year-old who looks strikingly older than she should.

I Crave:;
Flowers
Music
The sky, and everything about it
Photography
Magic (the kind in fairy tales; the good kind.)
Stars

I Despise:;
Hospitals
Crying
Thunderstorms
Spiders
Running

I Thrive On:;
She can read people very easily.

I Flee From:;
She has trouble being brave, and she has trouble taking care of herself.