Anira

When Anira walks in a room, she draws attention. Whether it is the long, dark braids adorned with colourful beads and rings, the self-assured walk or just the natural charm of a Booth? She would say why not all the above. The hair, the jewelry, the disarming smile are all a costume that Anira wears to disguise her doubts and insecurities. Make-up is often an afterthought, not a natural part of her look but something extra when she has the need (such as performances).

Clothing-wise, she keeps herself in casual streetwear that is easy to move in. Comfy sweaters, tank tops, overalls, jeggings and tights are among some of her favourite pieces, often paired with high top sneakers and platform boots.

On a surface level, Anira is often seen as your typical party girl who is too reckless and in-the-moment. Always moving from one place to the other, one person to the other, but that is just a product of her upbringing rather than her design. There is often no structure or plan in her life, just a series of events and happenstance that guides her from A to B. There are few people who are anchors in her life, and those are the ones who are privy to the real woman underneath all the distractions she hides behind.

To those she lets in, Anira can be protective and loyal, willing to go to great lengths to care for them and do what is best for them. She can be the listener, the nurturer, the avenger... Whatever they need, she will be that person, or contrive to be. There is nothing worse than not measuring up or fulfilling the expectations that often only exist in her own head.

As such, Anira can have a huge competitive streak, often only manifesting with her brother. Often jealous of his relationships with others, or his seemingly stable life compared to the mess of her own. The two have butt heads more often than not, but deep down she knows that he is the one person who understands her the most, having come from the same tree.

Family:
Yasiel Booth, brother. b. 1990. Witch. BMT Portal Specialist.
Corbyn Booth, cousin. b. 1994. Witch.

At first there was Yasiel, the reason their parents got hitched after a intense but brief fling in university between a charming local London witch and a equally attractive South Floridan witch from abroad. The romance lasted as long as everyone expected before their differences and troubled past founded the cracks in their relationship. Less than two years later came Anira, the child born to save the marriage.

It did not work. Instead of growing up in a traditional family structure, Anira found herself being sent back and forth between her divorced parents with her brother, constantly starting and restarting their education in schools between London and South Florida. She did not do very well in school, far too distracted with the family's politics and dysfunction, and her brother's magical manifestation to really focus on her education.

Even from a young age, Anira knew it wasn't her fault that her parents didn't work out, but even so there would always be a part of her that would not be able to let it go. The unrelenting feeling of not being good enough would be a corner stone to her psyche. While she found love with both families, she never really fit in either side the way that she would have liked. Her father's family were too stiff for her sensibilities and personality, but her mother's side too superstitious and unbending for her willfulness and malleability, and both too stuck in their pasts.

Her own magic came slow and steady, like a growing plant that would grow unnoticed until it wasn't. The time spent with her father's family helped foster a structured magical education of sigils, glyphs and a strong focus on the written spells; while the ritualistic Cuban side of her mother's family taught the healing arts that took root in the flow and ebb of magical energies.

As she grew older, she found herself drawn more towards London, even though her talent in necromancy fit in more with her mother's side. Without much in terms of prospects after completing her formal education, higher education in magical studies only made sense. Her favourite cousin, Corbyn was there even if her brother wasn't. In some ways, it was a plus. It would be a decision that she would make, instead of feeling like a football that was passed kicked passed back-and-forth across the pond.

Then she graduated and found herself back in Florida for her maternal grandmother's funeral. Her brother, understandably devastated, was a tether that drew her to Charleston. It was there that she became a true witness to what he had been up to for the past couple of years. While she had matured since their younger days of wrecking havoc wherever they went with magical pranks and hijinxs, he had only gotten worse and gotten involved with the local supernatural mafia.

Inevitably she found herself involved, or at least involved-adjacent. It would be a couple years before he straightened himself out and found his way into the BMT, and Anira felt that it was safe enough to leave Charleston for the Big Apple.

Anira had been performing in various clubs and bars under the stage name, Nira Blake, around New York when Yasiel moved to Boston and Boston City Hall disappeared under a magical sink hole (no matter what the official channels said). Despite everything between them, Yasiel was still her brother and they would forever have a bond between them. She cancelled her gigs, packed up her bags, made her way down, and prepared to rescue her brother once again.