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Currently stuck between choosing a satyr or a dwarf...hhmmm
Belle had slept through the meeting, not that she even had been aware that there was a meeting. She awoke with a groan, her entire body aching. She looked up at the ceiling, again wondering how weird it would be if her ceiling had a carpet and the floor had a ceiling fan. She tried to remember what had happened, maybe what had set her off. Belle knew she had changed over into her Beast form, there was no doubt about that. Her aches and pains were similar to the last time she had shifted, and her amnesia was only explained by her powers. With a pained grunt Belle sat up, leaning her back against the wall nearest to the bed to support herself. And then all of a sudden Belle realized the full extent of what she had done. Something had angered her, that she couldn't remember, and she had in turn destroyed the interior of the cruiser. And while she couldn't remember the destruction itself, she had seen the interior of the cruiser. Belle felt horribly guilty. She had unintentionally sabotaged the very first mission of the team.
I've started work on a sheet!
Yeah hufflepuff pride!
Better hide the mailman from Fenrir
I accidentally posted in this thread, and then deleted it and replaced it with whoops
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The Beast snapped at the hardlight cuffs around her legs, trying to break out of them. She snarled and bit at the air around Fenrir as he attempted to grapple her. As if by some form of miracle, Fenrir's Puppy Channel watching seemed to pay off. The Beast struggled in Fenrir's arms for several moments, before her energy finally drained. Normally, The Beast could stay in its form for about fifteen minutes, but it seemed like destroying the cruiser had shortened this transformations length considerably. In moments The Beast began to shift back down into Belle, the change happening as quickly as it had began. The light cuffs slipped right off her now smaller form, and Belle was unconscious in Fenrir's arms. She was going to feel the strained muscles when she woke up. The pain, as well as the amnesia, would be her only clues into what happened after the Outsiders left the cruiser. But for now, she slept, curled up on one of the horribly mangled seats. She had been jostled awake by the shaky movements of the cruiser. She looked around groggily, the soreness in her arms and legs standing out above all. Belle was confused. Had she really fallen asleep during the mission? How silly of her. But that wouldn't explain the aches in her body, or why she couldn't remember falling asleep. She tried to deny it, but deep down she knew what had happened. The gashes in the metal walls of the cruiser, she had done the same thing to the drywall back in her home. The teeth marks in the pilots chair looked similar to the ones she left in the sofa. Belle swallowed, feeling horribly guilty as she closed her eyes again, too drained to keep awake. Maybe someone would carry her to her room.
Name: Alex Beta Date of Birth: March, 23, 1988 Appearance: Blood Status: Half-Blood (However I could have sworn there was a term for someone with a pure parents and a half-blood parent) Personality: Alex is an extrovert – permanently friendly, forgives easily and considers everyone who she hasn't met to be a friend. Her charisma and confidence has not been limited at all by the tough times she has lived through. This positivity can come off as clingy annoyance to people who don't like constant interaction. She is rather impulsive, jumping to conclusions or being the first one to run down a dangerous path. This is likely due to her high energy, which always seems to be unending. Her rather fun-loving nature makes her pleasant to be around. Alex has a very youthful personality and an optimistic outlook to life and adventure. To go with that, adventure and discovery are what she dearly craves. She has the constant urge to "discover what's out there".  Wand: Pear Wood, Unicorn Horn core. House: Hufflebuff Best Classes: Flying, Herbology, Potions, Astronomy Worst Classes: DADA, History of Magic, Transfiguration. History: Alex was born to two magical parents in a house full of magic. She lived up in a quiet, rural town, away from any prying eyes other then some tired old farmers. Her mother was famous among the world of wizards as a talented botanist, growing all sorts of magical plants. Witches and wizards would travel from all over to buy her ingredients for potions. She was soft spoken and quiet, as well as a pure blood, teaching Alex everything she knew about brewing magical potions. Her father, on the other hand, is not soft spoken or quiet. He was an ambitious and charismatic broom flying champion. He is young and fearless, working as a traveling performer before he met Alex's mother. Somehow, even as a half-blood, he won Alex's mother's heart. He took it upon himself to teach Alex to work for what she wants as well as never taking no for an answer. He also taught Alex to fly a broom, and after several failed attempts, Alex was almost flying as recklessly as her father.  Magic came naturally and freely to a young Alex, since her parents had rather lack rules within the house. And with no fear of getting caught Alex practiced and practiced. The day her acceptance letter arrived was one of the greatest days of her life, and she was enthusiastic to get going.
Woooooo team voting soon In all seriousness I was going to have belle knocked out by Fenrir, but now stuff is getting real
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