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I'm interested in this one
Name: Kyrie Striker

Appearance: She has wavy red hair, though one lock in front is completely white. Her eyes are almond shaped and mismatched, with one being light brown and the other, on the same side the white lock is, is a very light blue. She has a pale complexion, which brings to the forefront the slightly reddish freckles that lay across her face, most prominently in the bridge of her nose. Kyrie is a short woman, with small feet and hands with slender fingers. However, she is rather well proportionated in the chest area, something she finds slightly annoying, since they only serve to emphasize her shortness. Let down, her hair reaches the middle of her back, though it's usually kept in a high ponytail. She awakens dressed in a white, thin shirt and white pants of seemingly the same material, she has a name tag encircling her wrist.

Initial Ability: Kyrie has the ability to increase the entropy of any object she is close to, increasing it's effect if she's directly touching it, which basically means she can cause systems to fail, mechanical items to fall apart.

Who she was: Kyrie was an anthropology student before being chosen as a test subject. She comes from a small, middle class family that consist of herself, her two parents and an older sister. She was not particularly close to any of them, a rift having opened between them when she choose not to take part of the family business, a fairly successful restaurant, and study anthropology in a university located quite a ways from where they lived. Due to the distance their relationship stayed distant, and, though it was cordial, Kyrie had to find a part time job to deal with some of the expenses living away from home brought. She has always been rather disorganized in her living space and every place she occupies, even for a small amount of time, gathers an amount of clutter that no normal person can guess how it got there.
Tessa looked nervously around her. She had known the two men that now accompanied her were warriors, that much had been obvious by the weapons and armor they carried, but she honestly had not expected to encounter any trouble so close to the city limit. She hadn't realized the bandit trouble had gotten that bad. She took a few steps back, trying to keep out of the way of the fighters, concentrating her energies on healing them from the small scratches and wounds they received. Although not being suited for combat, being rather slow when it came to casting spells, her specialty was healing, she could do it fast and with minor discomfort, something she took pride at. Her eyes flew from one to another, trying to figure out who would need more help. Deciding that Anderus could handle the small group he was tussling with, due to his superior speed, she turned to Durus and the bandits he was facing. She closed her eyes in concentration and started chanting. After a minute she sent a bolt of lightning directly to one of the bandits, that was trying to flank Durus. It worked, in that the bandit was now dead, but now she had attracted some attention towards herself. She cursed herself for her lack of foresight and started to chant again.
Tessa hurried to agree with Durus, the streets were not safe, specially for her, once her escape became known. She wasn't eager to find out what the local lord would do once he learned she would not be at her scheduled execution. 'My name is Tessa, I'm a cleric from St. Engels church. I.... I really need to get out of here, would you help me reach Engels?' She asked, a little uncertain of the two strangers. On one side, it was a good thing they were willing to help her, on another, well, they were basically strangers. But she wasn't in a position to refuse help, and she couldn't consider them strangers anymore, since she now knew their names. Besides, despite the small taint of a curse on Durus, their auras felt warm and comforting, something that would be impossible if they weren't good people.

'We need to head north, and be out of the city before morning, is that possible?' She asked both of them.
Yeah, it's still alive, sorry it took me so long to post.

and 1Charak2, you're welcome to join in if you want.
When it comes to appearance, how creative do you want us to be??
That's ok 0w0 don't worry about it.
Tessa was once again startled as another man, a shapeshifter by the look of him, jumped between herself and the armored man. "Be careful, he is dangerous!" he said a he stood his ground before the man with weapons at the ready. She forced her breathing to calm again and she hurried to the shapeshifter, laying a hand on his arm in a conciliatory gesture.

'Wait, please, he was going to help me get out of the city' She said with great urgency, hoping the little altercation didn't bring any undue attention to them, she really didn't want to go back to the holding cells. 'I can't.... I can't stay here, else it will be too dangerous for me' She didn't know either of the men, but one seemed kind enough to offer her help out and the other apparently felt some obligation to protect her. She hoped they could both accompany her, she would feel much safer if she was not alone.
It would be better if we waited for everyone to post before responding again. I usually post once daily, in order to let the rest of you have time to come up with a response. Once the 24 hours are up I post again :3
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