Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning.
“Let’s do your favorite then!” Jaana didn’t know too much about these rides but they sounded fun. At least, the stuff on the TV made it look fun. She realized though, that she was lied to about a few things. The so-called real-life stuff. Especially about school and relationships.
When Ronan asked to hold her hand Jaana gave him a look. It wasn’t a judged look, but an awkward look. “I uh, what?” Maybe she didn’t hear him the first time. Her face remained a bit off until she finally understood. “Oh! Uh, we can try?” Jaana offered a hand like a handshake.
For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning.
“Oh? Well, that still sounds fun! It’s been a moment since I have been able to walk down here. I didn’t realize there was so much here.” Jaana had only been down here, for a passing by moment. Despite her age, she never really did the lingering about kind of thing. Maybe it was because she always felt the need to be moving around and staying in one place felt a bit too captive. Either way, she was going to enjoy herself. Ronan was nice, and while awkward, she never felt like there was any kind of ill feeling.
“Lead the way!” she laughed, “Well, I will say the winters are not as bad as I’m used to. It is funny watching people bundle up in weather we think is nice.” If anything, English winter was more ice and wet than snow. However, she was sure Northern England would be different. It was nice not having to wear such thick layering. More cute options that way.
“Should we try and get all the crazy rides out before we eat? Is that something people do?”
For last year's words belong to last year's language. And next year's words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning.
Uncle Bryne had given Jaana his spiel of safety and made sure she was home at a reasonable time. Most teen girls would roll their eyes, but with her past – Jaana knew not to bend the rules. While Bryne was a lovely man to most people, she knew when threatened – his old self would come out.
She dressed cute, but reasonable for the weather. While there wasn’t a lot of snow, there was still a chill in the air. Jaana considered it not too bad, but still dressed warmly – in case there was a lot of walking. The pier could mean a lot of different things.
Once she was dressed, Jaana met her uncle in his car. He gave her another spiel of proper protection, slipping her some rubbers. She didn’t think things would get that far, but at least she cared enough to give them to her.
Jaana saw Ronan standing there, looking a bit lost in thought. She wondered what he was thinking about it. Probably nerves? She was nervous, too. “You look quite handsome, Ronan,” Jaana greeted with a smile. “Thanks for asking me out,” she added. “What have you planned for us?” she asked, gently nudging him with her elbow.
Her ears picked up her Uncle’s car finally driving away. There were times she wished he wasn’t so down her neck, like a lot of the people her age – but she also wasn’t about lying and pushing things either.
full name • Jaana Tineke Hagen nicknames • JT, Jan age • 17 birthday • April 16, 2005 occupation • Barista, fashion, textile student gender • female (she/her) sexuality •bi-sexual
the appearance
face claim• Sadie Sink
identifying features• her long wavy red hair, freckles, thinner frame, strong fashion sense
the personality
likes • thrifting, sewing, sketching, day dreaming, acting, ballet dislikes • her mom and father, hairless cats and dogs, horses (has a slight fear from their size) strengths • making drinks at a fast pace, studious, street smart, self defense, ballet weaknesses • thrifting, cooking (prefers baking), trusting people dreams • start a fashion line fears • her family abandoning her overall personality • Jaana is a naturally distrustful person, mainly from the fact that she grew up in a world of hatred and deceit. She's learned how to hide her emotions, and lie pretty well - something she knows is wrong. Making friends is difficult, as she never knows someone's true intentions. It's to the point she's ruined some good opportunities.
She can put on a face, a bubbly persona for work - but is a serious type during study and dance. Jaana would love to find her bosom buddy and feel comfortable with herself. Since she's relocated, she's hoping to let go of her issues as no one really knows her.
the history
father • Evner, 42, alive - mob member, alive mother • Hilda Hagen, 40, deceased siblings • none important people • BRYNE ARTHUR HAGEN , uncle JEREMY WYATT KIRBY , uncle -- -- Hagen, uncle Marina Hagen, grandmother Arne Hagen, grandfather hometown • Oslo, Norway overall history • Jaana was born to the most uncaring people in the world. The best way Jaana explains her parents are selfish and people that shouldn’t have procreated.
Born in Oslo, Norway – Jaana was raised by her uncles and her grandparents. The only time she ever saw her parents were for massive functions, to keep up an image of a happy family. She was an accessory like a purse or a necklace, only shown when needed.
Growing up, Jaana hung close to her grandmother – falling in love with the fashion and act of the ballet. While she couldn’t afford the lessons, Jaana would find YouTube videos and practice while she could. She found comfort in her grandparents and uncles, knowing they would never leave her behind.
When her uncle Bryne was released, she didn’t quite know how to look at him. She never knew him growing up – but took to him like a bear to honey when he appeared to be another parental figure.
Shortly before her 17th birthday, Jaana learned her mother had died. While most people would shed tears, Jaana laughed. Some could say it was a burst of nervous laughter, out of surprise – but internally, she was happy. Happy that her egg donor was gone. To her family, that could be seen as usual – but to other people, maybe a bit sociopathic. Why waste tears on someone who wasn’t there?
Free from the chains of the family, Jaana moved to Hickstead, her grandmother's hometown. The small-town life wasn’t as appealing to her, making her opt to live in Willow Bridge with Bryne. She’ll happily commute for school, work, and family.
Despite the surprise inheritance from her mother, Jaana is working her way through school at Starbucks. Not only to fund her schooling but her ballet lessons.
