For the Director Only!
They say that to cherish innocence is to possess knowledge that will make it forever unattainable. Unlike virtue or chastity which may be strived for, innocence is perpetually unaware of itself, an endangered thing in need of sheltering from the wicked winds and whims of the world.
You're in over your head and not prepared for any of this. You look for others to protect you and keep you safe, and your naivete only makes that harder.
Born in Sanctuary, hers was always a soft and coddled life. Her father was a prestigious Copper that'd been tapped several times in life for breeding, and one of Visa's favorite half-siblings was Faustina, another Copper of note. She herself was not destined for the Monitors however; her sweet smiles and perfect health, untainted by time in the wastelands during those crucial initial years, marked her as a Fortunate One.
Even a childhood of toil and labor was no hardship; she flitted here and there on errands, earning pretty baubles, fanciful tales, and sweet treats she enjoyed at the feet of musicians while they played or amongst the skirts of beautifully dressed Fortunates as they prepared to entertain. And oh, how she loved their clothing, like costumes to transform them into the beautiful butterflies and fairies in the tattered picture books bestowed on her by kindly scavengers.
Naturally, she gravitated toward the needle and thread as she grew older, her dextrous fingers and a vivid imagination weaving a story into every piece of clothing she made. Though she eventually learned that fairies weren't real and that butterflies weren't born from laughter but instead from gross caterpillars, she never lost her sense of wonder - nor the facepalm-worthy levels of gullibility that made her a favored Companion of those with a mean streak or wicked sense of humor.
She knows that life outside of Sanctuary is no fairytale, but so too does she know is it full of adventure and love and wonder, and so long as she's accompanied by handsome knights in shining armor - or sexy, scarred War Children in bloodstained chariots as is so often the case instead - she'll find all the beauty this world has to offer to one so Fortunate as she.
There's a childlike wonder often, a certain air of naivete and gullibility. There's a willingness to believe the money given to a homeless person will actually be used wisely, or perhaps just forgetting to think too much about it. There can be book smarts, but when it comes to the wider, rougher world, there is a lack of street smarts. Instincts can be loud, sharp, and scary, perhaps best not followed. One that's been overprotected by well meaning friends and family, that leaves a soul with a candy shell versus an armored one. If protectors and defenders can be found and kept, there doesn't seem a reason to change.
Hayley Stewart (Isle of Dread)
Life in the country has been easy and pleasant. You grew up there, graduated high school there, and went to college there. Your family isn't super-wealthy, but it's well off. Well enough to have bought you a ticket to the festival, your first trip out of the US. You've traveled with school, friends and family to nearby states, and even a family vacation to Puerto Rico, which was downright exotic for someone that many might call a country bumpkin. You're not simple or stupid, though, just... inexperienced.
This festival is a college graduation present from your family and the farthest from home you've ever been. They know what a huge fan of Valerity you are, and they sprung for a VIP package so you'll actually get to meet her. This is going to be so awesome!
Amara Adams (Alien Mutation)
Fresh out of training and ready to see the stars, you're the bright-eyed, bushy-tailed new navigator on the Hephaestus. You passed on corporate offers because you wanted more freedom, and as a full-share ship your potential earnings are much higher - but there's no base pay, like you'd get on a corporate ship, so the risk is higher. The crew is pretty rough-and-tumble, a rowdy bunch that's tight-knit and fights like siblings. You admire that. It's hard being the new kid, though, and you're struggling to fit in.
Grace Munson (Prosperity's Price)
Grace has been away for several years now, attending a ladies' school for education and deportment. She has returned, no longer the skinny legged carrot topped Munson who hid in the library. In her stead is a composed, charming strawberry blonde who speaks confidently on a variety of topics, and displaying excellent deportment and social skills.