First Name: Jacqueline
Surname: Brake
Nickname: (optional) Jackie, Sunny
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Species: Jackie is the daughter of Sól, the ancient Norse personification and goddess of the sun.
Personality: Jacqueline is a sly, mischievous girl who always has a smile on her face and an easy laugh and joke available. She's never been the type to stay down, and is quite adept at bouncing back from injury, whether it be physical, mental, or emotional. Her bubbly enthusiasm is infectious. She's not stupid—actually, she's rather intelligent—but she's often perceived as such because of her bouncy personality. Underneath that happy-go-lucky exterior, though, there's a bit of a tragic figure. She grew up without her mother. She has vague memories of her from when she was very little, and she remembers a radiant, golden-blonde figure, practically glowing, looking at her with intense pride in her orange-crimson eyes. Past that, there's almost nothing but a feeling of absence. She feels cheated. Despite knowing that her mother has the whole "keep-the-sun-moving-while-constantly-being-chased-by-evil-wolf" responsibility, she's constantly frustrated, and if prodded sufficiently, is prone to outbursts of anger.
Hobbies: Jackie likes hiking, especially when doing so involves mountaineering. She likes flying in planes too. Anything that gets her closer to the sun. She's also taken up amateur blacksmithing, occasionally frequenting the forge usually kept on hand for children of Hephaestus or Vulcan.
Abilities: As the daughter of Sól, Jackie has the ability to manipulate solar fire. First, it's worth mentioning that her abilities are significantly more powerful when she's outside, especially if the weather is clear and it's daytime. Her most common usage of her control over the sun's heat is simply utilitarian. As someone who's never been much of a fighter, she usually uses it simply to light fires, or to light up the area around her. In fact, her dorm is lit with a constant toroid of solar light that hovers in the small fireplace. On the occasion she does have to use her abilities more offensively, she'd do it in one of two different ways, depending on the circumstances. If she were inside, she would simply conjure fire around her hands and/or feet, resorting to hand-to-hand combat. Outside, however, and especially during the day, she's able to call down narrow beams of concentrated solar heat and light, scorching the earth in a circle that caps out at about two feet in diameter. The larger it is, the more readily she becomes exhausted, and she's unable to do this more than a few times in a row if she uses larger beams. She'd seldom have to; they are almost unimaginably hot, far more so than an ordinary fire.
Extra: It's worth mentioning that she's unable to have a roommate, unless there are certain extenuating circumstances. See, she's unable to sleep—or function well at all, actually—in the dark, and so her room is consistently bright, no matter what. Even if the power goes out, it's still light with sunfire. She becomes very fatigued if it remains overcast for more than forty-eight hours in a row. She's kinda like a solar battery; her energy level is dependent on exposure to sunlight, so most of the time, she's outside and active unless it's raining. Then she's inside, sunning herself (pun intended) in front of her lighting installation. Finally, she prides herself on her eyes; they look just like her mother Sól's.