Monet stands at 5 foot 4, agile and strong. She takes pride in her physique. Not her appearance, per se, but her strength and athletic prowess. Her long brown hair is often pulled up into a ponytail or a dutch braid to keep it out of her face (she keeps telling herself that she’ll give in and cut it someday).
When not in uniform, Monet happily sports an almost 90s-grunge aesthetic. Flannels, plaid, ripped jeans and her beat-up pair of black sneakers.
Personality
Reducio
Monet Èlisa Navarro-Gallay refuses to be belittled. By a teacher, by a student calling her some stupid name becuase of her heritage, it doesn’t matter. Fueled by a deep yearning to belong, Monet is not afraid to stand her ground in who she is and why she deserves something. While she doesn’t think she’s better than anyone, certainly she is just as good as anyone else, and will happily correct anyone who says otherwise.
History + FIOM
Reducio
Natania Gallay and Luis Navarro are the smartest people Monet has ever known. Natania, her mother, is a satellite program director with the CNES (Centre National d'Études Spatiales / National Center for Space Studies), and Luis, her father, an orthodontist with too many hobbies to count. The two met, married and started their family in Barcelona, a proudly French(Natania)-Catalan(Luis) family.
Monet is the youngest (and only girl) of 4 siblings, born on February 27, 2010. Her closest relationship is with Carlos, the oldest of the group (9 years older than her). Mateo and Dante, the twin boys in the middle of the line-up (5 years older than her), were extremely close with each other and never really took the chance to get to know their sister.
The words most often used to describe Monet are.. Not the most flattering. “Difficult”, “argumentative”, “unagreeable”. But she wasn’t always like this, Monet used to be an outgoing and courageous girl who enjoyed playing sports in the mud. And Monet was perfectly happy to be exactly that. Until the Navarro-Gallay family moved in 2019.
It was meant to be an exciting event. Monet’s mother had gotten a promotion within the CNES, now being asked to oversee launches at Guiana Space Center in French Guiana, South America. What the rest of the family saw as a new adventure, Monet saw as doomsday. A move all the way to the other side of the world, almost as far away as you could go without coming back. She would have to find a new drum teacher who would let her let loose when she needed to, she’d need to make entirely new friends in French, which she now wished she had worked harder at.
As soon as the move was announced, Monet’s demeanor shifted. If she couldn’t control where she lived, if she couldn’t control her circumstances, she would control herself and her image. And if she was able to start all over in a new country, start all over she would.
Grades began to slip. Monet was smart, and always came third or fourth in her classes before, but she started skipping class. There’d be many nights where Monet snuck out of her house, or locked herself in her room in protest. She did find a new drum teacher, but this one was so focused on theory when all Monet wanted was to let go.
Monet had some... odd experiences when she was younger. Namely in sports. The first, and most bizarre, occurrence of these oddities (which she now knows was the first time she performed magic) was during her first ever football game. It was nothing grand, just a little-league of sorts filled with 5 year old Monet and others her age. While the sport may have been just a chance to be outside or something their parents dragged them to for the other kids, it was so much more for Monet. This was her whole life. And here she was, her first game. She was the goalie. The other team was actually pretty good. Monet's team was not. It was 45 minutes of Monet getting absolutely clobbered by the other team. When she dived right, they kicked left. When she thought someone from her team had finally taken the ball, someone kicked it into the goal. At the end of the game, Monet's team hadn't scored a single point. Monet was angry . She looked at the soccer ball as her anger filled her mind. What she hadn't realized was that the angrier she got, the bigger the ball was becoming. It slowly grew and grew, until BAM. The ball had exploded right in the middle of the field. "Was that me? No, no way. Weird coincidence, that's all," she thought.
When the Castelobruxo faculty member came to the Navarro household, all seemed calm for a while. It took a lot of explanation and proof, but finally Natania and Luis relented and began to think that magic truly did exist. As the staff explained the school’s curriculum to them, the gears began to turn. They had been thinking of sending Monet to a boarding school anyways, and this seemed like a wonderful opportunity for their daughter. But when Mateo and Dante found out the next day, all hell broke loose. Wild shouting matches began between Monet and the boys, screaming how it was “unfair” to let Monet go. The three siblings screamed their throats raw, but in the end, the decision was made. Monet was going to Castelobruxo come September.
Monet thought she would hate this “magic-school”, but in actuality, she came to love her first year. The freedom she had there compared to at home was so liberating. She was still a bit abrasive to most, she certainly was not a “rule-follower” (some of the rules just seemed dumb), and she detested the required labor on the grounds. At least the extra-curriculars weren’t so terrible, as quidditch was the most glorious thing Monet had ever experienced.
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