Growing up, she always had long hair though she never found it to be that exciting as it was a pretty average shade of brown. After graduating high school, Percy cut it all off and kept the pixie cut ever since. It's a lot easier to maintain and she felt it fit her personality better.

Being on the taller side for women has never bothered her as she likes her long legs and her torso is rather proportionate to them. She has slight curves and a nice sized chest, though she's always been a tad envious of some of her curvier friends.

Born on the autumn equinox meant her mother that was an ancient Greek history professor had to name her after the goddess of the harvest. Thankfully her father wasn't a fan of the name Demeter and they settled on her daughter, the goddess of vegetation and grain--Persephone. Not that it mattered as almost immediately people started calling her Percy.

She had an interesting childhood, knowing more about ancient history and long forgotten gods than a kid had any right knowing. She also talked to ghosts. Her parents assumed she just had an active imagination and had imaginary friends to fill the void when she was alone as she was a rather social child.

As she got older, the teasing started and Percy learned to ignore the spirits that were trying to get her attention, especially when she was in public with friends. It wasn't until she was in high school that she learned she wasn't crazy but she was of a rare breed of psychics that could clearly see ghosts and even communicate with them. Her grandma always believed her and was her favourite place to visit and hide away from the world.

It wasn't until her first year of college that Percy found out there was more to her dreams. She'd always had odd ones that she either couldn't decipher or wondered why she would dream about someone she didn't know and how many of them seemed to be viewed as a third person, sometimes bird's eye view. When a kid in her class she sometimes had lunch with didn't show that day, it was odd but nothing too crazy. Until she saw the news and the car wreck from her dreams. She mourned for her friend and the oblivious world she used to live in as a new and slightly scarier one was starting to open up to her.

She started asking questions and the right--or wrong, depending on point of view--people took notice. She got her answers about herself and what she could do but it cost her a debt to a vampire because of course vampires had to also be very real and very intimidating.

Soon after her twenty-sixth birthday, her paternal grandma passed away. It absolutely devastated her and to her shock and slight relief, she was left her grandma's house. It had been converted into a B&B where three of the four bedrooms were rented out to guests after her grandma had retired to keep her busy. Percy left it closed for several months before deciding she simply wasn't up to the task of running it. With a mortgage-free house and a decent amount in her savings, Percy decided to rent a small shop just on the edge of downtown on a cute side road to open a tea and cake room called Teas to Please. It combined two of her favourite things and while her baking skills only had it as cookies, brownies, cinnamon buns, and muffins, she's still happy with what she started.

Since then, she's been trying to keep her head down with the vampire and his Family while having her own life. It mostly works.