[center][img]https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/ee/00/33/ee0033f462e97bdfccd33311ee4c05c0.jpg[/img][color=F2EA02][h3][u][b] T A L C R I   B O R R É [/b][/u][/h3]Female ● Twenty Three ● Muscle for the Family[/color][/center]
[color=F2EA02][sub][b][u] P E R S O N A L I T Y [/u][/b][/sub][/color][indent][indent][color=6e757e]The yin to her twin sister's yang, Talcri is usually cold and detached. Her intimidating appearance keeps most people from her, and she's too soft-spoken to actually attempt to change their opinion of her. Worse still is her tendency to lose her temper at the drop of a hat and how she loses sight of potential threats to her at times just so she could accomplish a task. Years living with only just her sister by her side has also made it difficult for her to socialize with others, and most people simply prefer to just stay away.

Unlike Jaica, Talcri has a more childish and idealistic side. Her moral compass leads her to charitable actions that she is never credited for, and has caused her to loathe the line of work she and her sister have found themselves in. Brutish appearance and heavy-handedness aside, Talcri is actually the warmer and kinder of the two despite what first impressions might imply.[/color][/indent][/indent]
[color=F2EA02][sub][b][u] A P P E A R A N C E [/u][/b][/sub][/color][indent][indent][color=6e757e]Talcri, at first glance, is intimidating. The image of finding a figure standing at five foot eight, with a side-shaved, pink-dyed hair, a constant glare in peridot eyes, and arm made of pure metal at a deserted alley in the middle of the night is enough for some to fall to their knees, trembling in fear. Her skin a tad darker than her twin's is filled with scars of varying shapes and sizes received from many fights over the course of working for the Family, but the worse casualty was losing the entirety of her left arm in an incident involving a crazed man with a chainsaw. It was only due to need that the Big Boss even threw out money for the cybernetic implant that replaced the lost arm. In an act to cheer her up, Jaica had the cybernetics lined with neon yellow lights, similar to the sneakers lined with neon yellow strips that she favoured.

After discovering her Lunos, Talcri has taken to carrying glowsticks with her at all times. Her belt and several accessories in her wardrobe have also been modified to give off a neon yellow light at the push of a button. Most noticeable in her attire is a shoulder bag that has been modified to be a compact and portable light generator for Talcri.[/color][/indent][/indent]
[color=F2EA02][sub][b][u] B A C K G R O U N D / H I S T O R Y [/u][/b][/sub][/color][indent][indent][color=6e757e]The younger of the twins, Talcri had spent most of her childhood tucked behind the protective arm of her sister. The young girl foolishly dreaming of parents that had been ripped from her even before she could remember them found herself looking for what was missing in the arms of foster parents. It never felt right. Most of the time, they found themselves under the roof of a couple using them as food stubs to leech from the government. Other times, the mother or father of the family would get a little too angry or a little too drunk, and who better to hurt than the ones that weren't truly their flesh and blood. Rarely, oh so very rarely, came a family that held potential. A family that was warm and welcoming, a family that Talcri dreamed of, but they would, sooner or later, seek to seperate the two. Talcri swore that her foolish dreams of the loving embrace mother and father would never trump the true  bond she and her sister shared.

Time and time again, that bond was tested. At ten years, Talcri learned just how far her sister was willing to go for her, and just how much she was willing to look over for Jaica's sake. When Jaica spoke to her over the deafening wailing of sirens in the night outside the foster home, Talcri saw the darkening red on her sister's shirt and the eyes that were permanently dimmed by even just a little. A little darkened by necessity. Talcri had taken her sister's hand then, wondering in the back of her head if doing so had turned her own hands dirty as well.

It was three years later that Talcri actually had someone else's blood on her knuckles. No longer the small child cowering behind her older sister, Talcri had taken to the streets trying to steal enough for their daily meal - and if she apologized and attempted to pay them back afterwards, even by just a little, then Jaica didn't need to know that. She had picked the pockets of a well-dressed man, and she really shouldn't have with all the burly men surrounding him, but Jaica had gotten sick and they hadn't had a proper meal for days. She was caught, and she had lashed out, not willing to be killed or to go to prison when her sister needed her, and before she knew it, one of the men fell to the ground, unconscious. The well-dressed fellow had smiled at her, leery and evil, and it brought shivers up her spine. That was the beginning of their involvement with the Family, and Talcri hated that day the most.

The Landing was supposed to be a fresh start for them. Talcri wanted honest living, to maybe work on that dream of hers without constantly having to look over their shoulders, but they were still chained to the Family out of necessity. Tasked with extorting from the citizens, Talcri felt worse than when they were on Earth. Despite it, new hope bloomed in her chest after long conversationg with a couple of scouts that piloted their vehicles around the Landing. It seemed an honest job, a little less pay than working for the Family, but it was legitimate work. Talcri wanted for it, and she just had to find a way to convince her sister to leave the Big Boss' hold.[/color][/indent][/indent]
[color=F2EA02][sub][b][u] L U N O S A B I L I T I E S [/u][/b][/sub][/color][indent][indent][color=6e757e]Light Manipulation[/color]
[color=F2EA02][sub]» [b]C A P A B I L I T I E S[/b][/sub][/color][indent][indent][color=6e757e]Light Manipulation allows its user to manipulate nearby light sources by controlling photons in order to solidify the light to form the user's will. More specifically, Talcri uses light manipulation to solidify light to use as weapons, lockpicks, and whatever else she might need. A less common usage of it includes removing all light from the room to disrupt visibility.[/color][/indent][/indent]
[color=F2EA02][sub]» [b]D R A W B A C K S[/b][/sub][/color][indent][indent][color=6e757e]Talcri cannot generate light and therefore requires a source in order to use her ability. Removing all light from a room to disrupt visibility also affects her own ability to see.[/color][/indent][/indent]
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[color=F2EA02][sub][b][u] W E A P O N S [/u][/b][/sub][/color][indent][indent][color=6e757e]Talcri doesn't use typical weapons such as pistols, but instead makes use of light (usually from the light sources she straps on her person) to solidify into weapons. Her favourite use of it is shaping it into a pair of identical [url=http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/tales-of-link/images/4/46/Sword_Aura_(Yellow).png/revision/latest?cb=20160714181225]swords[/url] or coating her knuckles with light for hand to hand combat. Her cybernetics also allows her enhanced strength on her left arm, in addition to providing her more light to shape.[/color][/indent][/indent]