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Nobody simply tapped it. She was on the way to see Nubius, and simply the way she carried herself as she walked kept most from really noticing her. She didn't really say anything, not feeling the need to at this moment in time. She wasn't going to beat around the bush with Nubius. She didn't bother with that. It wasn't how she worked. She made it to the tavern with ease, pushing her hair back from her face with one hand as she entered. Of course, being female got her a few looks as she entered, but then again, didn't it always?

At once, her dark eyes were scanning for Nubius, looking for the blue fur and arm spikes. Her brow furrowed lightly as she did so, one hand on her hip. She hadn't met the reporters yet, and wasn't about to tell them anything, or let them eavesdrop. She was also keeping an eye on them as well. Her electrical powers prevented pictures from being taken, hence making her anonymous and unallied in the eyes of the public. However, she was only with Kjolmar because she wanted the cyborg threat gone, the Friskian carriers freed, and didn't want to attack the normal humans like Nubius did. Once the cyborg threat was over, Nobody would disappear again.
Nobody said nothing, understanding the gravity of the situation. "No one has seen the full extent of what I can do. Nubius will not make it to Frisk. I guarantee you. You will not have to worry about reporters, because I will not be talking to anyone aside from him. I will also be on guard in case Steel attempts an attack with his cyborgs. I don't know if he'll dip that low. If he does, I will eradicate him myself and damn his cyborgs to a quick death along with him. Before you contradict me, I will make sure that it doesn't reflect on the Freedom Fighters. I will be the only one taking the fall for the death of Steel, if it comes down to it. After all, I am Nobody," she said, putting on the necklace and tucking it under her shirt.

At that, Nobody let the electricity back into the socket, which lit up the room like it should be. Pulling her collar back into place, Nobody left the room, and exited out through the back way, like she always did. She never let herself be spotted with anyone from the Freedom Fighters nor the Rising Underground. Her records were nonexistent, having been born on the street to a homeless mother, she had no birth certificate. The only reason she was brought into the light at all was because of her being a Carrier. Even then, Bianca was just another being affected by the virus. In the eyes of Skylora, Bianca was truly nobody. She used her anonymity to her advantage, and her name was lost in time.
Meanwhile, a much less-known Carrier was at the Freedom Fighter's headquarters. Dark-eyed and silent, Nobody was idly playing with a ball of electricity stolen from a nearby outlet. Despite her slender size and delicate frame, Nobody was capable of controlling a city's worth of electricity at once. She could even steal the static from clothes and hair and weaponize it in seconds. She didn't make public appearences, though she had been caught on camera battling Cyborgs with a terrifying ease.

She was waiting for Kjolmar to return, thinking of discussing a way to protect or hide Carriers, whether by teaching them to fight or having them stay with someone who could. Nobody was already capable of protecting herself, and was often depicted by the media, due to them not having a clear picture of her, as an anti-hero of sorts. She had never attacked any human or carrier, but eliminated cyborgs with deadly force. This alone made her a strange presence among the Freedom Fighters.

Nobody had always been referred to as Nobody. She had never said her name, Bianca, to anyone. She'd offered her help, wanted no compensation, and generally did her own thing anyways. She was almost a vigilante, and if Steel got to her, she could be almost a martyr. Of course, making a Martyr is a deadly move, because Martyrs can never be silenced.
Full name (including nicknames, codenames, etc): Actual name is Bianca (Pronounced Bee-YAHNG-kah) Rooks, but refers to herself as 'Nobody'

Age: 24

Gender: female

Faction (Skyloran, Freedom Fighter, Rising Underground, Friskian, Cyborg, Slave): Freedom Fighter Squad A- (Advisor)

Appearance: Bianca has short, wavy, dark auburn hair with nearly-black eyes. Her skin is lightly tanned, but she has a patch of white near her eye that never tans. She has a somewhat lanky figure, but at the same time it's rather graceful. She has long-fingered, delicate hands, and long, lithe legs. She often has her head tilted inquisitively. Bianca dresses smart-casual, and does not wear a skirt or dress.

Ability (if Carrier): Bianca has control of electricity. She can drain the electric power from anything and use it as an attack. She can even stop bullets by using electricity to magnetize and repel them. She is deadly and knows it.

Personality (both positive and negative traits): Bianca is quiet, serious, and has a motherly side to her around small children. She has rather agreeable morals and a strong sense of justice. However, she's an intimidating, dark force, and always seems to see things other don't, as well as never truly voicing any loyalties she may or may not have. She never voices her motives, and will often disappear for up to two weeks with no explanation. She, however, is not affiliating with Steel nor the Rising Underground.

Brief background: Bianca's abilities showed themselves powerfully, as they become stronger with her inner emotions. Therefore, it took multiple times to quarantine her, as her powers had injured anyone who had come near her. Once released, Bianca disappeared, and came back to join the Freedom Fighters. The Freedom Fighter's first sight of her was of her painfully and mercilessly electrifying the Cyborgs from Frisk that had attempted to capture her with. She has no grudge against any Carrier nor human.
What's your name?: Kess D'loar

How old are you?: 19

Where do you come from? Boy or girl?: Arkania. Female.

What do you look like?: Kess could be considered 'pretty' by some. Due to being Arkanian, she looks very human. She has short, wavy dark auburn hair, nearly-black eyes, and gently tanned skin. Kess isn't very tall, only five feet five inches without any shoes on. She has a gentle-featured face, and her small frame is on the slender and lithe side. Her innocent face and quiet voice can be good when questioning some, and good when appealing to others. Due to being Arkanian, Kess only has four digits on her hand instead of a human's five. However, she is just as good with her hands as any human, if not better than some. Kess wears a dark reddish tunic with faded black pants, and often wears a long-sleeved coat her parents sent her.

Tell us about yourself: Kess, at first, seems to be a normal padawan. However, five minutes of watching her train will show her true colors. While training, all of her skittish, shy nature reveals itself. Her insecurity, fearfulness, and jumpiness held her back quite a bit in her training, taking patience to overcome. She is still very jumpy, but she's undoubtedly fast, with almost animalistic reflexes and a smooth, almost gentle way of combat that's pleasant to watch. In spite of her skittish nature, Kess is not a bad person, being rather sweet at heart and very empathetic. Her connection with the Force is rather strong, a fast-paced, unpredictable life making her connection the only thing she could ever consider a constant. Due to a large part of her short life being so hectic, Kess is very adaptable to change, and actually has come to expect it, better or worse. In short, Kess is a skittish, yet adaptable person who's hectic life has finally started to slow down.

What's your story?: Kess is the daughter of two successful Arkanian scientists, who were put together through an arranged marriage. However, they got along just fine, their love of science binding them together. They only had one child, Kess. From a very young age, Kess was used to constantly moving, and never staying in one place (or one planet). Sometimes, her parents weren't even together for up to weeks at a time, each working on different projects, and it varied who Kess stayed with. Her cool, almost emotionless Mother, or her passionate, joyous father. Kess was never mistreated or really forgotten, but she didn't get the socialization she should have had, and the (sometimes dangerous) assignments her parents had gave her a jumpy, skittish way of living. The unpredictable and endless questioning was Kess' way of life. However, when she was 6, her Force connection began to emerge. Her parents were very happy with this new discovery, and on their way to take their daughter to Corsucant, studied her Force abilities with tempered curiosity. The first part of Kess' training took a while, due to her shyness and perfectionist complex. Once these were overcome enough for her to train normally, she did rather well. Kess was originally going to be apprenticed to a different Jedi who had struggled with a perfectionist complex as well, but tragically, they were killed by space pirates while on a mission. Kess had never met her potential master, and was instead apprenticed to Jayce Darkfyre.

Anything extra that you want to tell us?: Kess uses a single green lightsaber, but she also carries a sharpened boomerang with her as well.
I can be Jayce's Padawan.
Rose knew it was alien influence as well... or a very clever group of humans. She stayed close to the Doctor, knowing full well they looked like a couple.
Rose nodded. "Who first?" she asked. She didn't know anyone here. She wouldn't anyways, she was far out of her own time. She gently held the Doctor's hand.
Rose nodded, looking around. She didn't see anything suspicious... the guests were all a little uneasy, but other than that, everything was normal.
Rose wasn't one of them, fortunately. Now she was getting nervous. "... there are people missing..." she murmured softly, a shudder breaking over her pale shoulders.
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