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Sweet, I'm in! I will put up my CS soon.
Sure! I think the conversation is about done.
I could use a hand with the invocation.


I am very down for this.
Hello, are there any spots left?
It took some reading through but I found it. She said the empathy was always there but really started to become uncontrollable at 17. So she was a vaguely normal teen up until then.

"Well, I was about 17 when my empathy started really kicking in. It was minor before that, which is why I was still able to stay with my family past the 13 year test. The government said that happens sometimes. So I guess I was normal-ish." And Roxy definitely wasn't. There was more story, there. She knew that Roxy had a father, but had never heard her mention her mother. Why would she have to support herself at such a young age?

She felt bad for not knowing these things. But it wasn't as if Roxy was an open book. If her past was rough, why would she be inclined to spill it to everyone?

"I distinctly remember you doing silly things at 16, Devvie. Nothing out of the ordinary, though, according to the parenting books." Mara was grinning. "I'll save the stories for the ride back."

"Or never. Never is good." Devika was trying not to roll her eyes too hard.
Jinny had several knives of her own. Her daggers, neatly strapped to either side of her belt. Her throwing knives hidden in a small backpack. And a hunting knife as well, tucked into one of her little combat boots. She was ready for anything, and determined to have a fun vacation. The scenery made a nice change of pace from the usual training environment. She'd never been on a mountain before. Even the air was different here.

Before they left, Jinny had looked up various tracks and signs of animals, and was determined to put this new knowledge to use. At the very least, she wanted to find one rabbit. Maybe something even smaller to start with. "Okay, I'm leading. Let's go... this way." She picked a general southern direction and started walking. Looking up and around, she could see flashes of color in the trees. Birds were all around them. Taking in the sunlight. Making noise at other birds. Diving and twittering and flying around. It was a very entertaining fact to her that the boy birds were the colorful ones. All in all it was very pretty.

Turning her attention downward, she started looking for signs of animals. It didn't take long for her to catch sight of a tuft of grayish brown fur stuck on a low branch. Not far from that were definitely some kind of droppings. "I'm on the hunt." Jinny said cheerfully, pointing them out and beelining in a new direction.

Her boots crunched through the underbrush as they went. After about 15 minutes, she piped up with a quiet voice full of frustration. "I'm making so much noise. I'm not quiet like back at home. There's too much stuff on the ground." She was getting on her own nerves, not being able to be stealthy.

"Help me." She didn't know how to step silent in a forest. Every step there seemed to be a leaf, or a rock, or a stick, something to get in her way.
I was actually thinking that while writing the post but I couldn't find where I put her backstory. Do you want me to fix it?
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