@MissCapnCrunch; thank you..! I'm really looking forward to this roleplay, it looks very interesting; I can't wait to see what it is thst you have in store for us all. I will pop my CS across once I am able to hop onto my laptop. :)
Also, if anyone has any idess for a relationship between our characters; I'm open to all suggestions :'3
“This is not a grab and evac mission, Ajax… it does not matter who the person may be; we are not kidnappers.”
Frowning slightly at the thought that he might not be taking this as seriously as he should be, Angela tore her gaze away from the younger man, her attention instead coming to a rest on Asbjorn as she listened to the questioned posed, her had nodding lightly up and down the very moment that the first words passed through his lips, “We know a few things about the girl. Now, I want you to please keep this in mind… she might only be eighteen years old; but everything that she knows, she learnt from Jamison and Mako. That in itself should give you a bit of an idea as to what you’ll be facing once you meet with her. As for what else we know; the girl has quite the talent for pyrotechnics much like her cousin, however, when she was younger there was an accident when one of her home-made bombs misfired...”
Pausing a moment, Angela turned her head off and too the side, sadness flashing across the iris’ as she thought about it. The girl-… Raelene was a lot more like her cousin than any of them were going to expect, “..she… was standing too close to it, and was caught in the blast. If it wasn’t for Jamison and Mako, she would be dead, however, as a result she lost her left arm. Not that it’s stopped her at all. Along with this; it seems that she has been linked to a number of wildfires that have broken out across the country over the past several years… this, along with the fact that she has been the cause of a long string of robberies, and other criminal activities up and down the East coast has been what has earned her the bounty.”
Frowning slightly, she shot a quick glance over at where Lucas stood, her brilliant blue eyes meeting with his for a few moments before she turned back to the other two in the room, giving them as much information as she knew so that they could be prepared, “From what I have been informed, she has had no contact with Talon in the past, and Jamison has done everything within his power to keep her as far from Overwatch as he possibly can, for as long as he can. Intelligence says that she has no ties to anything, criminal or other, besides being a junker; however, this can change. This is why I am sending you two in.”
Meeting with Asbjorn’s eyes once more, Angela stepped closer to him, the tips of her fingers resting lightly over the polished wood of her desk as she stood on the opposite side to him, understanding to the situation she was putting him in flickering across the surface of her eyes as she spoke once more, her voice soft, “You have my permission to use whatever resources you need, Asbjorn; but you need to be smart about this. I urge you to take Lucas’ advice into consideration; Jamison is a good route to follow. You have an Overwatch agent at your disposal- appeal to Jamison in some way, he may prove to be your ticket in. Once you’re inside, then you can go from there; and remember, should Jamison believe this to be his idea… your job of recruiting the girl may run smoother than you think; but that does not mean you drop your guard. Talon are always a threat.”
Location: Sky Lakes Medical Center. Interacting With: Gage Brooks and Aron Brooks (@BlackPanther).
Her body felt heavy. Frozen in place, unable to move as though she were nothing more than a deer caught in headlights, ready and waiting for the moment when the hunter pulled the trigger to end her life. She could hear it… the others moving about somewhere behind her; some of them leaving the room, others unable to do so on their own- the steady breathing and gentle heartbeat of both siren’s nothing more than a double edged sword… a reminder of what the night had brought.
They were alive, sure… but was it better to be alive and in the state they were, or dead..?
Shutting her eyes tightly, Zoé shoved the thought out of her mind completely. She didn’t need to think about that- no, she didn’t want to think about that. They were alive. That was what mattered the most; not the fact that they had almost died because of her careless mistake. Listening to each and every footstep, she waited patiently, the gentle click of the door closing behind everyone her cue to stand up as she turned to face the two that she had (admittedly) been worried about the most in the group. Aron… Gage… She couldn’t make them wait any longer than they had.
Dropping her head, her gaze fell to the ground, her dark eyes staring nervously at the linoleum under her feet before eventually, she took a deep breath, seemingly to give herself courage as she stepped closer to the twins, her hand slipping around to reach into her back pocket as she spoke, her voice soft… weary as she hesitated, “..I know that you don’t trust me right now… I haven’t given either of you many reasons to, but-… But I swear on my life that I would do anything to protect you both…”
Pausing for a moment, Zoé turned her head, shooting a quick glance over at the door as if to make sure that they were alone enough before she turned back to them, her soft lips parting ever so slightly from one another as finally, she met with their eyes, her hand clasping tightly onto a large chunk of papers as she drew it back around her body, holding it nervously in front of her stomach as she shifted slightly on the spot. God damn; why was this so hard..? Was it because it was just another thing she had kept hidden from them..? Her heart beginning to race slightly, she tightened her hold over the papers just that little bit more at the thought that they might reject her- if they did… she didn’t know what it was she would do…
“..you’re over twelve… well over the legal age… it’s your choice, but… I hope you do choose this…”
She was hesitant; it was clear as day. This wasn’t how she normally was- this nervous..? No, she was rarely ever anxious about anything, though she had a sinking feeling that it wasn’t going to be the last time she was like this… Taking a few moments longer to gather the courage she was meant to have as an alpha, Zoé unfolded the papers, separating them into two before eventually, she held them out to each of the boys, “..I didn’t want to tell you until I knew for sure that it was a possibility… I didn’t want to get your hopes up, but… if you agree with this; if you sign these documents, then you won’t ever have to go back to that house again… you’ll be able to come and live with me…”
Slowly lowering her arms back into her, she brought her hands together in front of her stomach, her fingers playing anxiously with the front of her top as she watched them, trying to figure out where their thoughts were at, “..if you sign them… then you’ll both legally become my sons…”
Though never really talking about it without first needing to be asked, Isaura has a small (however meaningful) tattoo situated just behind her right ear; the tattoo itself both chosen and done without the knowledge, or even the permission of her sister- and while she knows Seraphina wouldn't exactly understand, she plans on getting another when she feels like the time is right. Aside from this, Isaura has both her ears pierced like a majority of girls her age.
Her Leukemia:
Leukemia is a type of malignancy (cancer) of blood cell; in luekemia, abnormal blood cells are produced within the bone marrow- the cells that are responsible for fighting off infection- however, the abnormal cells within leukemia don’t function in the same way as normal white blood cells. The leukemia cells continue to both grow and divide, eventually crowding out the normal blood cells, and more times than none the end result is that it becomes too difficult for the body to continue fighting off infections, to control bleeding, and to transport oxygen to where it is most needed.
There are different types of leukemia, each based upon how quickly the disease develops over the course of time, and the type of abnormal cells produced.
The exact cause of leukemia is not known, however, it is thought to involve a combination of genetic and environmental factors. Leukemia cells have acquired mutations in their DNA that cause them to grow abnormally, and to lose functions of typical white blood cells; though it is not clear what causes these mutations to occur. One type of change in the cells DNA that is common in leukemias is known as a chromosome translocation. In this process, a portion of one chromosome breaks off and attaches to a different chromosome. One translocation seen in almost all cases of CML, and sometimes in other types of leukemia is an exchange of DNA between chromosomes ‘nine’ and ‘twenty-two’, which leads to what is known as the Philadelphia chromosome. This creates an oncongene (cancer-promoting gene) known as BCR-ABL; this change in DNA is not inherited, but occurs sometime in the life of the affected individual.
Most cases of leukemia are not believed to be hereditary, however certain genetic mutations and conditions can be passed along to offspring that increase the chances of developing leukemia. A condition known as Li-Fraumeni syndrome is characterized by an inherited mutation in a tumor suppressor gene known as TP53, and individuals with this condition have an increased risk of leukemia and other cancers. Other hereditary conditions that can increase the risk of developing leukemia include down syndrome, neurofibromatosis type one, ataxia telangiectasia, and Noonan syndrome.
Signs and Symptoms of Leukemia:
Symptoms and signs of leukemia depend upon the type of leukemia; slow-growing or chronic leukemia may not cause any symptoms at the outset, while aggressive or rapidly growing leukemia may lead to severe symptoms. The symptoms of leukemia arise from a loss of function of the normal blood cells or accumulation of the abnormal cells in the body.
Signs and symptoms of leukemia typically include the following: ⚜ Fevers. ⚜ Night Sweats. ⚜ Swollen lymph nodes that are usually painless. ⚜ Feelings of fatigue, tiredness. ⚜ Easy bleeding or bruising, causing bluish or purplish patches on the skin or tiny red spots on the skin, or recurring nosebleeds. ⚜ Frequent infections. ⚜ Bone or joint pain. ⚜ Weight loss that is otherwise unexplained, or loss of appetite. ⚜ Enlargement of the spleen or liver, which can lead to abdominal pain or swelling. ⚜ Red spots on the skin (petechiae).
However, if leukemia cells have infiltrated the brain, symptoms such as headaches, seizures, confusion, loss of muscle control, and vomiting can also occur.
Treatment for Leukemia:
There are a number of different medical approaches to the treatment of leukemia. Treatment will typically depend upon the type of leukemia, the patient's age and health status, as well as whether or not the leukemia cells have spread to the cerebrospinal fluid. The genetic changes or specific characteristics of the leukemia cells as determined in the laboratory can also determine the type of treatment that may be most appropriate.
Watchful waiting may be an option for some people with a chronic leukemia who do not have symptoms. This involves close monitoring of the disease so that treatment can begin when symptoms develop. Watchful waiting allows the patient to avoid or postpone the side effects of treatment. The risk of waiting is that it may eliminate the possibility of controlling the leukemia before it worsens.
Treatments for leukemia include chemotherapy (major treatment modality for leukemia), radiation therapy, biological therapy, targeted therapy, and stem cell transplant. Combinations of these treatments may be used.
Many patients opt to receive a second opinion before beginning treatment for leukemia. In most cases, there is time to receive a second opinion and consider treatment options without making the treatment less effective. However, in rare cases of very aggressive leukemias, treatment must begin immediately. Someone should discuss with a doctor the possibility of obtaining a second opinion and any potential delays in treatment. Most doctors welcome the possibility of a second opinion and will not be offended by a patient's wish to obtain one.
Treatment and Survival Rate for Leukemia:
Treatment may involve some combination of chemotherapy, radiation therapy, targeted therapy, and bone marrow transplant, in addition to supportive care and palliative care as needed. Certain types of leukemia may be managed with watchful waiting. The success of treatment depends on the type of leukemia and the age of the person. Outcomes have improved in the developed world. The average five-year survival rate is 57% in the United States.
Likes:
✔ Animals of all kinds. ✔ Cuddling with her friends, and others she cares about. ✔ Hot chocolates and marshmallows. ✔ Strawberries and pomegranates. ✔ Music; especially singing and playing the piano. ✔ Bubblegum, and the color pink. ✔ Reading (Fantasy mostly). ✔ Living the rest of her life to the fullest.
Dislikes:
✘ Her leukemia and chemotherapy. ✘ Being left completely alone. ✘ Being treated differently. ✘ People who underestimate or look down on her. ✘ Having to say goodbye to those she loves. ✘ Bullies, and people who abuse others. ✘ Being told what she can and can't do.
Hobbies:
⚜ Multi-lingual- raised by her older sister, and looking up to her, Isaura very quickly took to her sister's love of learning new languages, and can so far speak, read and write in English, Spanish, French, German, and Chinese. ⚜ Musical- exceptionally gifted when it comes to the musical arts, Isaura is exceedingly skilled when it comes to both singing, and playing the piano, causing some (in the past) to state that she has the 'voice of an angel'. ⚜ Photography- quite the sentimental person and wanting to cherish every memory that she possibly can, Isaura loves taking photos with her family and friends, and has a collection of photo-books and frames placed around her room, as well as a collage on the wall over her bed, filled with photos that she has taken throughout her life so far. ⚜ Riding skills- an extreme and intense love of riding which has been nurtured since she was only a young girl; Isaura is able to ride horses.
Habits:
۞ Sometimes grows quiet and sad when left to her own thoughts for too long. ۞ Oftentimes switches between the various languages she knows whenever her emotions get the better of her. ۞ Tends to chew gently on her nails whenever she's reading or concentrating on something.
Fears:
☠ Swimming, and deep water (strong life-threatening fear). ☠ Riding bikes of any kind (doesn't know how). ☠ Telling her friends about her Leukemia (hasn't told anyone). ☠ Being forgotten by those that she cares about when she's gone...
Considered to be an extremely kind, and gentle old soul to all those she has the pleasure of meeting, Isaura is an exceedingly sweet and charming young lady; full of both grace and kindness, the rather dreamy-eyed girl is shown to care deeply for all those she believes herself to be close to, showering her friends and family with the love and affection she believes them to be deserving of, no matter who might think otherwise. So overly curious, and just full of life, Isaura tends to find herself (more often than not) walking into some sort of trouble, much to her older sister's dismay; the bubbly teenager's recently found confidence and self-belief in herself growing significantly over the years, despite the seriously deteriorating status of her health, helping her to see the friends she has made as figures that are approachable, offering them both council and comfort whenever any of them seem to need it, oftentimes spending her nights (when the times become too hard to bear, or when the pain of missing her parents becomes too much) sitting in the company of her friends or sister, causing them to worry about her throughout the daytime whenever it seems she has returned back to her normal, cheerful self without so much as a word.
Though coming off as sometimes shy at first when a situation seems to overwhelm her, Isaura does her best to carry herself with both grace and dignity though the hardship that gets thrown her way thanks to the limited time she has left on Earth; the sweet-natured girl never really shows any signs that she is willing to allow her illness, or her older sister's overly protective and cautious temperament to get in the way of her living her life the way that she wants to- the young woman never seeming to have any issues with putting herself out there for others to see, and having no problems whenever it comes to being an open book, or making friends; and as the years have passed her by, Isaura quickly learnt, and began to stand up for herself against those who try to put her down.
Unafraid to berate, or to challenge people in positions of power; Isaura has, over time, managed to confide in those that she trusts so completely that she oftentimes finds it quite difficult to express what it is that she truly feels within her heart, however, the fast-thinking young woman is quick to speak up, defending not only her friends, but also those of whom she believes are being treated unfairly against anyone who goes against what she believes in her heart, whether that be friend, family, or even foe. Although a kind and graceful soul, Isaura is known for being quite stubborn whenever it comes to something that she truly believes in; always choosing to stand up for it, rather than backing down once she has already made up her mind, usually making it near impossible to convince the girl otherwise.
Extremely mature, and oddly grown-up for her age thanks to living her whole life under the influence of her older sister, Isaura oftentimes does all that she can to not be, or be considered a 'burden' to those she cares about in her life; the young woman doing everything she can and more to help out her sister (cooking, cleaning, etc.) and friends (helping with homework, advice, etc.); even going so far as to sometimes choosing to put her own needs aside in favor of others, no matter how difficult the task may seem for her- the girl trying her best at everything, and anything that she seems to set her mind to. Seen to be exceedingly beautiful to all those who meet her, Isaura (more times than none) attracts the attention of many a person who crosses paths with her; whether they meet with one another on purpose, or by pure accident- though despite her undeniably inherited beauty, Isaura is not a vain young lady; the curious young woman always seeming to surprise those she holds dear to her heart, even when they themselves believe that they know everything about her, she always seems to find new ways to both stun and amaze them.
Coming across at times as being quietly confident, and extremely calm, Isaura has shown herself to be more than capable of becoming quite aggressive whenever her friends are shown to be in danger, or in the line of fire so to say; tremendously brave and courageous whenever the situation calls for her to be, the usually dreamy and extremely loyal young woman is unafraid to fight back against those doing wrong, however, she is quite quick to try and hide her more vulnerable side... to varying levels of success. Seen to be both a kind and gentle girl, Isaura sometimes tends to pull away from the company of others, becoming quite reserved and thoughtful, choosing instead to lose herself within her own mind, and oftentimes, in her own little world.
Unnaturally bright, and rather unique in her own way, Isaura has quite the aptitude for thinking outside of the box on general occasion; always seeming to come up with strange ideas that would otherwise be considered to be strange and impossible, however even with that, the young woman is always doing her best to stay positive... and to not worry her friends with thoughts that she might not be around for very much longer.
Biography:
Born the second child to her parents, Isaura was quickly pulled into, and raised with a deep respect towards both her homeland and heritage; the young girl both loved and cherished within her families home. Soon growing into a charming young girl, becoming more and more outgoing with each day that passed her by; Isaura's life was turned upside-down and brought to a complete standstill when she not only lost both of her parents in a tragic car accident, but also when after a few visits to the hospital, the worst was confirmed and her health began to deteriorate due to being diagnosed leukemia.
Knowing full well that they both needed a fresh start, Seraphina gathered up Isaura and eventually, the both of them left Australia. Refusing to be separated from little sister after all that they had been through, Seraphina took on several jobs, gathering the money that the both of them needed and began to after, and raise Isaura in the way that their parents raised her. Years later, and now living as comfortably and as normal a life as she can given her circumstances, Isaura does all that she can to deal with the obstacles that life seems intent on throwing her way; the young woman determined to do all that she can to make sure that her older sister's hard work never goes to waste... even though she knows that the day she'll need to say goodbye is coming.
Family Members:
Father: Rion Eldars (Deceased). Mother: Erani Marie Eldars (Deceased). Siblings: Seraphina Eldars (Older Sister). Pet/s: Though she loves animals of all kinds, Isaura does not own or care for any pets of her own, and flat out refuses and constantly denies that she ever wants one, knowing that it would only be another heart to break when the time comes that she needs to say goodbye.
Isaura's Mahlimae:
Isaura's Mahlimae is number eight.
Relationships Between Friends:
Friends Name Goes Here • "Small thought about friend" • A little more in depth relationship. This will change as the roleplay goes on. People can become closer, farther apart. Even romance can blossom. It's all up to you.
-slips my hand into the air- Don't mind if I slip a CS in here do ya..? I have a good idea for a character, and if it's okay, would I be able to take either Mahlimae two or eight..? They are both so adorable, and either could match what I have in mind o:
@Mercenary Lord; hahaha, my roleplays are the same- I have one that's this speed because it consists of heaps of collabs and I like to give people time, when my others pick up now, I barely know what to do anymore xD
Location: Ghal-Priyam; The Empty Fields. Post In Collaboration With: None. Interacting With: Luna Stevenoson (@Caits), Raymond Rahlei, and everyone else there.
Turning her head back around at the sudden call of her name, Juliette once more forced her attention to fall over in the direction that she could hear Collin’s voice coming from, mixed only with the sound of the outsiders who had so rudely intruded on a day of most sacred celebrations. A tour..? They were to go on a tour..? It was, she supposed, the only polite thing to do in this particular situation; to help them to feel welcomed into the city they had just arrived in… but there was still something about the outsiders that she didn’t seem to like… something that she didn’t trust… Had the choice not been made for her, she surely would have turn tail and hurried back to her families bar.
Perhaps she was just being paranoid…
Hugging the bag just that little bit closer against her chest at the thought, her mind was once more pulled back to reality as a gentle squeeze upon her side caused her attention to once more glide back up to Raymond, his sweet and constant encouragement towards her sending her heart into a flutter within the very confines of her chest. He was so unlike the others… where their touch was harsh and angered; his was kind and nurturing… something she never believed she would be able to experience in her lifetime.
Giving him a soft nod of understanding, she began to move at his side. Her footsteps falling into sync with his own as the both of them brought up the rear of the group, his arm (still wrapped around her waist) helping to guide her in the right direction as they moved. Oh by the faces, how it was strange… listening to Collin speak of their home the way that he was. Everything that he was said was nothing more than common knowledge, but to the outsiders, it was all new… all exciting. It made her wonder just what their world was like… what it was that had driven them away from their home in the first place. It was all so odd thought, though one that kept her mind preoccupied even as the group slowed to an eventual stop before Gil-Bagha…
“Excuse me, Ma’am? I think that’s my bag, I must have lost it when Edward fell into me, thank you for finding it!”
Pulled back to the present as a rather excited sounding voice pierced through her thoughts, Juliette’s soft pink lips parted ever so slightly, a rather confused expression crossing over her features as she let her attention turn towards the voice, her gaze lingering in that particular direction for but a moment before she glanced up in Raymond’s direction, seeming to seek his help as she tried to understand more than just a few words of what had been said.
“I… I do not understand…” Her voice was soft, full of honesty as she spoke out in the native tongue of Ghal-Priyam, her words not directed towards the woman who had spoken (she assumed) to her, but rather to the man who still had her held in his arms.
A small smile lighting up his features as he looked down at her, Raymond chuckled softly, shaking his head lightly from side to side as he responded to her in the language she knew best, “She claims to be the owner of the bag you found, Juliette. Will you not return it..?”
Her ever unseeing gaze dropping to the bag that she held in her arms, Juliette quickly nodded her head both in understanding and in answer to the question, taking a moment to readjust her grip upon it before she held it out in the direction she could remember the woman’s voice to come from, offering it out for her to take as she bowed her head slightly, her voice still soft as she spoke, this time however, in the tongue that was native to the Devil Divers.
The sound was constant… annoying. Oh, for fucks sake; why couldn’t that thing just shut the hell up already. About ready to throw her communicator clear across the other side of her bedroom, Selena threw the covers off, a clearly unappreciative and exceedingly unamused groan falling from her lips as she pushed herself up onto her elbows, her hand shooting out to grab the stupid contraption so that she could see just what it was that couldn’t wait the next few hours. Honestly; if Sombra was just fucking with her again…
Unable to help the roll of her eyes as the word ‘Mission’ flashed across the screen, she dropped her head back down, her long dark locks falling forward and splaying out over the mattress in front of her as she huffed out a sigh. Missions… great. So that’s what couldn’t wait..? Her hand clenching tightly around the outside of the communicator, she lifted it up, the muscles in her arm becoming more defined as she held the position- hesitating a few moments before she once more relaxed her grip, her body turning over so that she was instead laying upon her back as she lifted it up above her, taking a few moments to actually read through the first few lines of the file.
Egypt..? Sounded boring.
Why in the hell would Sombra even think that she would be interested in a job like this..? Her hands dropping back down, she let them rest over her stomach, her bright eyes closing once more, though it was clear that she wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep now. She was awake… her mind preoccupied with thoughts about a stupid mission she didn’t even want; it was a complete impossibility. Sombra was a dead woman walking.
Yelling out in her frustration, Selena forced herself to sit up, the communicator falling down to the bed beside her as she did. Lifting her hand up, she ran her fingers back through her hair, ruffling it lightly before finally, she was up on her feet and wandering about the room, making quick work of getting herself dressed and ready for what she only assumed was going to be just another shit day of getting berated by her father for not being perfect. Shoving the thought out of her mind already knowing that she was never going to be good enough for him, she snatched up her communicator, a bored expression playing over her features as she once more began to flick through the file. So the guy had a kid… one that he was fond of…
It was something they could definitely use to their advantage in a pinch.
Not interested enough in reading any further into the mission, Selena slipped the communicator into the back pocket of her jeans, her boots making soft ‘thuds’ over the ground as she made her way out of her room and through the hallways, the sound of voices eventually luring her into the kitchen where she could see the rest of Talon gathered around as if they were about ready to indulge in afternoon tea with the Queen of England. Quirking her brow only slightly, she continued to watch them a few moments longer before lazily glancing about the rest of the room, her gaze seeming to search for someone in particular.
“..hate to break up the goddamn mother’s club meeting; but anyone seen Sombra..? Bitch is dead.”
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