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AILA

𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘
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(Kawennahere) Aila Atleo.

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Aila is in incredible physical shape for an nineteen year old girl. She has the fitness level approaching that of an Olympic athlete. She has very well defined core and leg muscles and slightly less shoulder and upper arm muscle definition. She has long black hair that reaches her mid to lower back. She will typically either have one large braid that goes down her right shoulder – or she will let it flow completely let down. She usually wears a jacket that her father used to wear, and underneath that a plaid flannel shirt and typically a pair of jeans, weather be damned. Aila sports a pair of winter boots she found in a men’s room at a pit stop on her way to Edgetoun and doesn’t own any other shoes.

Aila’s body is noticeably scarred, many claw and teeth marks reaching anywhere from her hips to her neck including one rather nasty scar on the side of her throat. She has found that she has a hard time staying out of fights and as such typically has some kind of wound on her face. One notable example is when she was under investigation, just a day after the ‘other’ story came out. She had to reapply a wound twice during the investigation to due to her advanced healing. Her original bite mark is perhaps the most clear scar on her body and it is on her right outer thigh. Aila has orangey brown eyes and larger lips than she enjoys. Though they make for prime biting material. She will sometimes be found wearing a rather simple denim button up shirt. This is notably the only outfit Aila wears when she is attempting to dress up for someone. She doesn’t wear it for a full day very often.

𝗢𝗖𝗖𝗨𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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Secretary at the Police Department.

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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A werewolf without a pack.

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
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Aila is easily excited by many things, and likes to talk to people – however due to experiences in her past with the Mi’kmaq tribe of werewolves, she believe herself to be incredibly inadequate at most things. While she can put this worry inside for business, for example performing secretarial duties at a police station. Aila’s weariness is heavily linked to her former status as an Epsilon. Turned from the age of eight years old she is heavily defensive and dislikes walking home at night – even though she could physically overpower most potential assailants. As Aila has been living a life filled with violence and the murder of friends since she was eight years old - she has a strange relationship with violence. On one hand, it is extremely casual for her to witness. On the other - she avoids it at all costs not due to fear but due to a more complicated sense of pattern.

Aila has only once been in a relationship and it was unhealthy for her. But something in her soul wants her to find love and she hasn’t stopped looking. She often finds herself fluttering at the call of her name and is rather easily impressionable as far as crushes go. She, however rarely fully commits to acting on her crushes. Typically, she’ll out herself as having a crush on a certain person and immediately afterwards distance herself. Forgoing further contact is usually the plan of attack from there. Two quirks Aila has is her absolute adoration of spooning (she is the littlest spoon) and dancing. Though she doesn’t get much time to practice either with her lack of relationships and fear that someone may see her dancing. Her joy of dancing comes from her late mother, who was a professional dancer.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬
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Aila comes from a small reserve locally known as Kettlepoint, do to a large amount of rocks, the tops of which look like kettles located along the shore of the reserve. To visit, Kettlepoint is a nice enough place. Dour weather be damned, the vistas are beautiful and there are a few cheaper bars and cigarette stands. Not the worst place to spend the afternoon if you got stuck there. However, spending fifteen years there can be... More than painful. Aila knows this first hand. Her parents both passed away from external causes when she was too young to make sure she remembered their faces and she was taken in by a local gang who, unbeknownst to the young girl, were werewolves.

By the time she was eight, they turned her in a ritualistic ceremony and from that moment on Aila's life was simpler. She did what the pack wanted and her life was easier. When she struck out, her life was harder. There isn't much to analyze, or anything to say about it - when Aila left the pack at the age of 17 she gave them a diversion and left absolutely nothing behind. No family, no money, nothing. Aila worked in a diner for a week, bought a plane ticket out of the country - the cheapest one she could find that'd get her off the same landmass as her old pack. And somehow along the way she ended up in Edgetoun about a year and a half later.

Aila has done well for herself recently. She's got a small apartment to herself, a job at the police station working as the secretary and she hasn't killed anyone in at least two years now. She feels, a lot saner.

𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗦
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The Crypt Café - It's kind of nice, pretty quiet, and as a bonus they play the exact type of music that Aila loves to dance to. Nothing crazy, just low-key feel good music.

Grandville - The best place in town for books. Aila can often be found sitting in the aisles reading, being told that she should buy that in a non-serious way before the staff go back to their standing around.

𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 & 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬
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There isn't any.

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𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗔 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗪
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"We’ve spoken, a lot actually. She’s getting something out of it but her questions are a lot cheaper than therapy. I should probably tell her to not miss school as often as she does, especially since I work for the police. But I know she has more important things going on right now."

Ah, it’s honestly scary thinking about her or talking to her. It’s the closest to having a friend that I’ve been in a long time, from what I can tell she seems to like me – so we’re started on the right foot at least.

I don’t really know what kind of advice to give her as far as joining a pack goes – but I don’t think that’s the kind of advice she’s looking for from me anyway. I only know a lot of traditional information about werewolves. Comes with the turf of being ritually turned into one by a bunch of fanatics I guess. I dunno, I should probably teach her how to throw a solid right hook next honestly.

𝗞𝗔𝗟𝗜 𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗗
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"Yeah, she seems nice."

I know the smell of an Epsilon, the look in their eyes. Always looking for where the next threat is going to come from. I’m going to have to speak with her, or approach her in some way eventually – otherwise her pack will probably chew me alive and spit me back out. But, I don’t want to, I’m honestly terrified.

It's something else when you see someone you know may try to kill you. I think that was her. She might ambush me when I'm doing groceries, or when I'm walking Stef home after a date. I think about it when I wake up, when I shower. I could have met the person who kills me.

𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗟 𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗟𝗘𝗬
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"He seems sweet, in a kind of understated way."

I don’t know, I get the impression that he’s nice. I’m a weird age for this town, a lot of adults, a lot of high school students, not too many who are around my age.

𝗝𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗟𝗔𝗭𝗔𝗥𝗨𝗦
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"A vet, always good to know one."

I already have him saved in my phone as my emergency number just in case. I’m not taking a single chance with any hunters out there, I don’t know this town, country or people. So yeah, you bet I found the first vet I could and wrote his number down. Survival only happens when you anticipate.

𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗚𝗢 𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗬
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"She’s way too attractive for how much they charge as cover."

O-or so I’ve heard ha. Ha ha.

I don’t know man, a girl’s got temptations okay?.

𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡
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"Pretty famous for her age, especially considering she’s garnered that fame from her mind."

She seems like a good role model, and a great person to know – someone with an ear to the ground. Maybe I should reach out, I do work at the police station I’m sure I’d be a valuable contact, or something. I don’t really know how to be a contact.

𝗔𝗘𝗗𝗡𝗬𝗫
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"What kind of name is that?"

Is that a planet in Star Wars or something?

𝗦𝗜𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
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"She seems up front, I can respect that."

One thing I’ve learned about British punk culture is that it isn’t all that different from Native culture. We show our true colours no matter what, and it is often in a way that is to spit in the face of the man, they do much the same. Maybe she isn’t trying to send a message but I like how she operates nonetheless.
She also works at Grandville, I spend a lot of time there. She always lets me keep reading while they close and only kicks me out once they lock up! Frankly, I’d die for her. Not actually, I don’t wanna die, but like you know. She’s nice.

𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗥 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡
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"He owns like what? The city?."

A guy with that much money is either super shady or it’s been going back centuries. As much as I’m usually suspicious, I don’t know I think he’s probably just got rich parents or something. He’s got kind eyes I think? Maybe I’m just a terrible judge of character. Maybe he’s just a bit too attractive for em to properly judge. It could be a lot of things okay?!.

𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗡 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗪
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"He exudes stress and weariness that feel kind of familiar, which is sad. I think he’s some kind of reporter or journalist?."

I see him alone around the Daily Grind sometimes, I mean he has his dog, but I don’t know he just seems really lonely. I might be reading into it I can’t really tell honestly.

𝗔𝗢𝗜𝗙𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗬
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"She’s, really nice – actually."

I mean seriously, I don’t know if there’s anything else I can say about her. But it was to the point where I was legitimately worried about my safety. No one is that nice, it’s freaky, she’s freaky.

𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗬𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗚
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"I mean, everyone knows that the hottest cop in town works nights. Don’t tell anyone I said that!"

I can’t help it, the guy looks like an American for sure, some kind of Hollywood guy? I can’t tell, but the fact that he’s a cop now means that it is most preferable for me to be arrested at night..

𝗞𝗘𝗜
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"Kei seems like so much fun!"

I don’t really want to drag her down by forcing a friendship or something, but she seems fun. Stef would probably tell me to get to know her that I need more friends, but I dunno. I think it’d just make me feel a bit lonelier.

𝗟𝗨𝗞𝗔 𝗣𝗔𝗩𝗟𝗢𝗩
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"He’s got one of those permanent scruffy beards where I always wonder how they keep it so perfectly scruffy."

He owns some club in the city that was declared an other-friendly zone. But I’m not setting foot within a hundred yards of there, short of someone forcing me. I know what that kind of branding does to a place.

Here’s a hint, it paints a bullseye on it for anyone with a gun and a disagreeing opinion. I’ll keep Stef away from there too.

𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗘𝗞
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"That girl on the radio?"

I only know she must be some kind of other, I’d bet vamp. Works all night sleeps all day? It couldn’t be more obvious..

𝗟𝗢𝗞𝗜 𝗩𝗔𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗚
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"Who is actually named Loki? That’s like being named jerk."

I do not actually know who this man is. Sounds like a nice guy though if it wasn’t for the evil van cool name!

𝗘𝗩𝗘 𝗟𝗨𝗠𝗜𝗘𝗥𝗘
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"I got no words."

Let’s just say there’s one reason the Slye fox is still in business and everyone knows it.

𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗟
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"Wow that is a beautiful name, I wonder where she’s from?"

It feels oddly familiar, but I feel like I’d remember if I ran into someone like that at the station. .

𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗩𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗢
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"People think I’m the weak spot of the station because I’m the young receptionist so I fully except to be ambushed by him at some point."

Maybe that’s a little bit presumptuous of me to assume he’s some kind of paparazzo. He doesn’t seem overly rude or anything.

𝗚𝗨𝗬 𝗟𝗘𝗘
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"I ran into Guy once, like literally I smashed into him. He apologized in twelve different ways, bought me a coffee and sent me on my way. It was like a whirlwind of kindness I honestly was not prepared for."

I think a lot of people can tell I’m… the way I am and they always try to fix it, you know? But he just came up and made my whole day this… I don’t know it was just really nice of him.

𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗥 𝗘𝗡𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗛
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"I know of her, heard some chatter down at the station with her name."

I swear to god there’s a girl in my class who looks kind of like her, maybe she’s her daughter?

𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗢𝗗𝗘𝗠 𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗞𝗜
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"Yeah, sure we all know Mr. Kaminski he owns the Slye Fox."

He seems like a nice enough guy, although there’s all these scary rumors about him and I don’t want to get involved with anything like that. I’ve had enough violence in my life that none of that is required.

𝗖𝗔𝗘𝗟
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"His hair! Oh my god his hair it is so cool, it is the coolest thing."

His hair!!! It’s a different colour every single time I’ve seen it I swear to god. I lose my mind. I, I don’t even know him though. He’s my age though! I should get to know him!

𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗬
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"I’ve never met her but that is the kind of name I absolutely adore."

My mum would’ve said that it was a stripper name though. Wait, is she a stripper?

For Queen and Country

EVE

𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘
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Evelyn de les Beauchamp et Lumieres.

𝗔𝗚𝗘
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24. (95)

𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
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• Confidence seeps out of her pores like no one else. Prolonged eye contact, no boundaries, the full Monty.
• Clothing that is nice, but not overly expensive. Lounging in dress shirts she has collected like trophies, sundresses on walks, and nice flannel when working at the bar.
• Small scarring on the small of her back, looks pretty nasty it is small but very easily visible. No tattoos or piercings.
• Wears her hair down in only the most casual way, but has been known to sometimes throw it up into a messy bun when she’s nervous. Which is nearly never, but who knows.

𝗢𝗖𝗖𝗨𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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Bartender at The Slye Fox.

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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Nah.

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
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Frankly, there are some weird stereotypes for lust demons. It’s not all ‘I want to get at your bits’ and nothing else. Lust is read as strictly sexual, but people forget about those who lust for power, conquest, and all the other essentials for a fun Friday night. But, well when Eve is concerned you’d be forgiven for not remembering how singular lust can be. Eve is a very singular person, she can make you feel like you’re the only person in the world or just one of a million.. Eve is a sucker, however, for a friend. She may not act like it, she may even lie to herself about it, but Eve hates being alone. She works a social job, lives with a girl that is the source thousands of people get their news from, she likes the white noise of her life. She enjoys the hustle, there isn’t a doubt about that.

Past all that though Eve is a force to be reckoned with when it comes to three things. Mixing drinks, social… Engagements, and loyalty. A mate is a mate for a night, a friend is a friend for life – As Eve likes to remind people. She has something of complex emotions surrounding other people, granted you wouldn’t know this by the way she acts, but one might infer through her actions. She is almost begging for attention in certain situations – not exactly an oddity among lust demons. All that to say, she has her flaws – even if she is confident to no apparent end and could be a textbook definition for the antonym of shy.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬
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Eve keeps her background pretty low key, but one of the few times she was drunkenly ranting to Blake about her past she did let a small story slip.

At one point in her life, when she was still living in France or perhaps Quebec no doubt, she mentioned a war. It isn't clear which one, but she doesn't look a day older than 25 so it's probably Afghanistan right?

The story drones on, it isn't all that interesting. She was with a nurse at the time, he goes off to war - the usual sappy story about writing and writing. Eventually Eve is delivered a coffin and a flag. She keeps the flag in her suitcase, folded incredibly neatly. It is around this point in the story that Eve gets quiet and even vaguer. Something about making amends, and showing them the consequences of their actions. She then showed her friend her scar, and after a truly strange fifteen seconds of silence laughed it off as some old bullshit that doesn't matter anymore and went to her room.

There are seeming holes in the story, how could she have been old enough to be with someone during the time of a war? What are the consequences she talked about? Eve is nothing if not an enigma, as is her history.

𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗦
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ᴋɪᴛᴛy ᴋᴏʀɴᴇʀ ➞ On slow nights for the bar, or just when Eve wants to pick up some extra money she strips here. She isn’t a regular but rather a once a week kind of girl, every once in a while she’ll also attend as a voyeur. Lust demon gonna lust. Her stage name is Lights.
The Slye Fox ➞ A small old creaky pub that Eve works at. It hosts primarily two crowds. Tough guys that drink tough beer because they’re tough, and a lot of hipsters looking for something ‘classic’.

𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 & 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬
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For Queen and Country

LANG

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𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘
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Lang Emanuel Monyethebeng.

𝗔𝗚𝗘
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25

𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
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Lang lives by the philosophy that if you don’t care how you look, while maintaining a certain level of confidence, no one else will either. He shaves his hair into a buzz cut or slightly longer yet certainly still short. He carries himself with a respectful yet incredibly confident air, not doubting himself much at all – even when it’d perhaps be healthy to do so. Lang carries a slight southern drawl originating from Corpus Christi Texas, even though he was born in Johannesburg and didn’t move until he was five. He has certainly taken to many American traditions however, big meals, acoustic guitars – all the necessities. Lang tends to wear a decent amount of clothing, often sporting a buttoned flannel jacket, an undershirt, and potentially a fall jacket should the weather call for it. Though he is also no stranger to the tank and shorts combination if he can find a beach.

Of course, since moving to Edgetoun Lang hasn’t found too many beaches, sad to say as his beach body is something of a work of art.

The young man has a rather welcoming smile and a friendly way about him, often times making sure everyone is involved in any given activity. He stands around six feet four inches and has quite a bit of bulk on him. He eats a very high protein diet and is constantly working out. That is, when he isn’t consumed by his studies. He sports near-permanent bags under his eyes do to his constant late nights, but it isn’t all that surprising for a beat cop working night shifts. He also seems to have a realism play through his eyes whenever drinking comes up in conversation.

Speaking of, his piercing blue eyes betray his all brawn and no brains appearance. They evaluate everything around him and often feel somewhat invasive. Though his kind and relaxed facial features do alleviate some of this, thankfully. Overall, Lang looks like a nice guy, but the longer you look the longer the spool of yarn seems to travel.

𝗢𝗖𝗖𝗨𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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First time, long time and beat cop by night.

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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Circle of Sorcery.

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
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Lang is as self-destructive as they come. Outwardly, he wants to be your friend and he seems like he’s got it all together. He is also fairly well spoken, something that belies his stereotypical cowboy appearance somewhat. He is soft-spoken and contemplative, he loves speaking with another intelligent or passionate person. It is when he is alone that he changes. It starts small, a few drinks when he gets home, some practicing of his transmutation, perhaps his summoning, fatalistic comments about his father, about him, how bad could he have been that his father had to leave? A few more drinks, a sarcastic comment about Lang being yet another beat cop with a drinking problem. A few more drinks. Hopefully at this point he passes out.

Lang when he is with people is nice, but in a distant way. He compliments you on your performance on the field and is off before you can respond. He’ll be the first to pat you on the back if you need it, but you won’t reach him later that day when you send him a message. Even on a good day where you catch him eating, perhaps sit down with him, he has become all too experienced in dodging questions and using those questions to ask you something instead. It is a façade that has worked, but surely someone has noticed at this point. His smile hangs a little too low to be believed one hundred percent of the time.

Lang is better when he has something to do. Work at night and the radio distract him from his busy mind so his smile is a bit lighter at night. For all his negatives though, at the end of the day he is a genuine man – honest to his core.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬
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Lang’s past isn’t too spectacular or interesting. He was born in Jberg and spent the first five years of his life there. Enough to have something of an accent when his mother moved them to Corpus Christi, Texas. His father didn’t come with them – at the time it was something to do with his pride, but his mother wouldn’t explain for more than a few years. Lang didn’t care too much at 5 he liked his mom better anyway. Lang had pretty basic interactions with most of the other kids in school. They made fun of his accent for a few years, he hit puberty first and they stopped making fun of him. By the time he graduated high school he was indistinguishable from any other Texan. Blond hair, blue eyes and captain of the football team – he was absolutely ordinary for where he was. Other than the fact that no announcer could read the name on the back of his jersey, but they clearly meant well.

He even had a nickname that was a rabbit hole until an inside joke. His friends called him Cash as it was easier to remember than Lang or Monyethebeng. The reason was one memorable game in which one announcer referred to him as Land Moneyinthebank. He nearly dropped the ball from laughing so hard. Once he graduated his mother told him about his father, that they didn’t regretfully leave him there and that he was something of an alcoholic – a violent man. Lang took the information but he wasn’t sure how to synthesize it. It was something of a catch 22 that he had found himself in. He didn’t want to acknowledge his father, hell he had barely thought about him for years. But he couldn’t help but feel like no matter what he did it was a response to who his father was.

Lang was looking pretty good coming out of high school, save for his grades. He was something of a local legend with his football play but only a year into school at UTofA. After dropping out Lang was 19 years old and directionless. He spent his days drinking and his nights working construction. This continued for three more years before he decided that he was going to do anything but end up like his father. He bought a plane ticket, kissed his mother farewell and moved to the UK. Edgetoun, specifically – he didn’t want to be known and he certainly didn’t want a reputation and Edgetoun felt big enough that it had other things going on. It took him two and a half years to get a job on the Metropolitan Police in Edgetoun. But there he was, in his new uniform driving around aimlessly, partnerless, listening to a voice on the other end of a radio – for some reason refusing to turn it off. He’d even call in every once in a while. That radio became his single greatest lifeline in an insanely short amount of time. In his car at night listening to her voice is home for Lang.

𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗦
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Diamond in the Rough

– A batting cage by the precinct he spends breaks there unless he’s calling in to his favourite radio station.

The Slye Fox

- It's a pub that's been standing for longer than most of the buildings in town and a great place to get a pint. The owner could be some persuasion of creature given the odd hours of the pub closing at 9 in the morning and opening at 3 pm, but it fits Lang's hours nicely.

𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 & 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬
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Lang’s mom lives in Texas still, and he doesn’t have any friends yet. Just a radio.

RELATIONSHIPS

𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗔 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗪
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"I couldn’t tell you, unless she was one of those girls I picked up outside Pavlov’s place I doubt I’d know her."
Yup just checked the names, no Emma Renshaw in that group though. Those girls were hell incarnate, I’ll tell you that much though. Kept trying to rip my shirt off, think one of ‘em called me daddy. Shit was weird.

𝗞𝗔𝗟𝗜 𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗗
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"The museum… Runner? Owner? Shit I don’t know, she works at the museum."
Well I only just found out about dhampires a few months ago… So I heard on Stranger Things last week somethin’ about a kind of demo-gorgon? Maybe she’s that, To be honest I don’t really know what’s real at all anymore I’ve got magic, my little buddy is a vampire but also kind of like a zombie or somethin’. Strange times.

𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗟 𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗟𝗘𝗬
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"Look, my mama used to say that the best thing you could do for Atlas was take the weight off his shoulders, even if it was only for a second. So yeah, you betch yer ass I’ll buy him a hot meal and make sure he’s okay."
Even if Indigo tells him he’s soft, the kid just… Well he’s too familiar honestly. Lang sees to much of himself in Laurel to even consider arresting him, or even tellin’ anyone else about the kid. If Lang is what it takes to make sure he stays around as long as he can, then Lang will be there every Thursday waitin’ for him.
Lang feels especially bad for those around Laurel. He knows how his mother hates his drinking and he knows it must be affecting those around Laurel for him to have to do what he does. So he tries his best to stay out of the kid’s business, especially when he’s going through a tough time. He has taken to helping him out with some homework when he has time, but mostly it’s just him and Laurel in a booth talking about whatever suits the kid’s fancy that day.

𝗝𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗟𝗔𝗭𝗔𝗥𝗨𝗦
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"Well he seems nice, I don’t have a dog or nothin’ but if I did I’d probably stop by."
Shit why don’t I have a dog?

𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗚𝗢 𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗬
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"Indigo? Yeah she’s cool. Weird that a cop and a stripper hang out and practice spells, or whatever."
She’s one of my only lifelines in this strange town. Honestly, sometimes I end up callin’ her in the middle of the night just to make sure some stupid shit Pavlov told me ain’t true. Like fuckin’ garden gnomes are watching me or somethin’. Fuckin’ Pavlov.

But hell, Indigo is a bit shut off, even comin’ from me you know that means some kind of shit.

𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡
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"Blake Preston is an honest to god savior in this town."
Shit – how else am I gonna know the ten things I should look out for if my roommate is a demon? I mean, I don’t have a roommate and I don’t wanna live with a demon, but you bet your ass I bookmarked that in case I find myself in a position where I have to!

𝗔𝗘𝗗𝗡𝗬𝗫
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"Well he was a conundrum and a god damned half."
I thought all the fairies were supposed to be like little tinker bells or something?

𝗦𝗜𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
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"Aw hell, I don’t mind playing good cop but I get the feeling most kids ‘round these parts don’t want to associate with a cop anyhow.."
She’s a part of the circle too, but she’s a bit younger than me. I’ll invite her to one of Indigo and I’s study sessions if she ever gets stumped I s’pose.”

𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗥 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡
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"Damn that sumbitch looks young for his age."
I heard he was 34. Hope I look that good at 34.

𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗡 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗪
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"Frankly I’m somewhat partial to Blake’s work on the supernatural – but I bet this guy is one of them."
Yup, no doubt in my mind. He’s got one of them lizard people looks that I’m always hearin’ about back home.

𝗔𝗢𝗜𝗙𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗬
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"She works at the book store, huh?"
Well, I’ve been readin’ more and more so I’ll probably run into her. But she looks like a nun so I don’t think I’m gonna have to intervene on her helpin’ an ol’ lady cross the road or whatever her volunteer hours consist of. .

𝗞𝗘𝗜
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"Optional - character's own words."
Description of relationship here.

𝗟𝗨𝗞𝗔 𝗣𝗔𝗩𝗟𝗢𝗩
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"This sunuvabitch right here, I swear to shit he has my number in his phone."
And I guaran-fuckin-tee that he asked Aila for it. Probably told her he was takin’ me out on a date or some shit, she told me she was a hopeless romantic. He keeps ‘informin’ me that all this stupid fake shit is real. Like he nearly convinced me that gnomes, fuckin’ harpies, the tooth fairy, werewolves and fuckin Zeus were all actual things.

Fuckin’ werewolves can you believe that shit?

𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗘𝗞
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"Yeah, her radio show is somethin’ special. If I ever can’t make it in time I make sure to tape record it for my workouts – her voice is just calmin’ too me. Makes me feel safe, y’know?"
Whenever Louise asks for an opinion from the audience Lang makes sure to hit that number one speed dial. He absolutely adores her show, but more Louise’s commentary. She just adds something that, to him is completely irreplaceable and entirely unique. Indigo, Pavlov, other officers down at the station all tease him for his romantic tone when he talks on the show and his effort he puts in to making sure he comes across well enough, but he doesn’t mind.
Every once in a while he’ll get a chuckle from the other end that changes his perspective. Every single time without fail, he doesn’t need to drink if he’s listening to her.

𝗟𝗢𝗞𝗜 𝗩𝗔𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗚
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"Never heard of this one."
Are you making people up now?

𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗔 𝗔𝗧𝗟𝗘𝗢
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"Yeah, the secretary I know her alright."
She’s the sad type, for sure. Feel real bad, and I try to buy coffee for everyone so she doesn’t know I’m grabbin’ her some. I know how it feels to be a pity case. Still though, at least I know she’s human.

𝗘𝗩𝗘 𝗟𝗨𝗠𝗜𝗘𝗥𝗘
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"She serves me drinks, nice lady."
Everybody’s always telling me how attractive she is, but I don’t see it honestly. Even weirder, is when I tell the guys at the station they all just look at me like I’m stupid. I know what attractive is and sure she ain’t ugly, but she perfect neither.

𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗟
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"I think she’s mended an officer or two, that’s might fine of her."
But shit with the way this town is going, she’s probably some kind of soul sucker or some shit. God, I dunno, I’m just tired of all the scary shit. How can vampires be real but Santa isn’t.

𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗩𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗢
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"Renato seems like an up front man, good on him for that."
I know a shit ton of journalists must be losin’ their shit but the guy seems pretty in control and hasn’t stopped putting out quality work. I check his stuff every once in a while, seems like good stock.

𝗚𝗨𝗬 𝗟𝗘𝗘
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"A guy named Guy? England is weird."
What’s next a dog named dog? Shit I really need a dog.

𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗥 𝗘𝗡𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗛
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"Boss said not to fuck with her and if her kids came in, to bring them to him. Kinda weird, but whatever."
Everyone owes someone something, that’s one of the things you learn in this job. That and don’t trust fuckin’ club owners who tell you gnomes are real. Fuckin’ Pavlov.

𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗢𝗗𝗘𝗠 𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗞𝗜
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"One of Edgetoun’s best."
He owns my favorite bar, of course I love the guy. I s’pose that says more about me then I’m comfortable admittin’ but maybe one day it won’t. Should that day come I still think Nico will be a good man in a good bar. So I’m comfortable with where we stand. Nothing seems below bar that could be considered important so what the hell.

𝗖𝗔𝗘𝗟
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"I hate that shit."
People are always puttin’ it in smoothies and salads and shit.

𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗬
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"That’s another one I don’t know, sorry."
N/A.

For Queen and Country

AOIFE

𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘
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Aoife Caoimhe Reilley.

𝗔𝗚𝗘
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20 (20)

𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
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If you ran into Aoife at a coffee shop, a few things would be immediately apparent. She does not fold her long sleeve T's, sweatshirts or blouses but she does hurriedly iron them in the morning before dashing out the door. Her unkempt hair is curly at the ends from a lack of drying while the top is fairly straight as that's where the brush starts its journey down her deep brown locks. Her frantic forget-me-not blue eyes scatter her line of sight, but not like a scared animal, rather, a kid on Christmas morning. Her shoelaces look like they haven't moved in months and the aglets are all but gone, leaving the laces frayed at the ends. The shoes themselves are worn Tennis shoes six of seven days, when she wants to dress up she wears her nice sneakers - obviously.

Once Aoife is able to order her coffee, it becomes clear that she is a bit scatterbrained with something of an inconsistent stutter every few sentences. Her Irish accent will also come through, but only ever so slightly. Aoife, having lived in Ireland for her formative years and approximately half of her life has lost most of the colloquialisms and pronunciations. However she has kept it on a few words, like 'park' or 'car' and 'hour' or 'sour'. Her voice isn’t harsh in the slightest, and isn’t overly emotional either. It is somewhat pulled back as if she is giving a prepared presentation and a lot of her pronunciation has a very forward oral posture. There is a sense of immediacy when she speaks, but not so much that it demands attention, rather just asks politely to borrow it. The last thing you might pick up from Aoife's body language is her lack of self-worth. It isn't incredibly noticeable as she is confident enough, but the lack of held gazes, the introverted body language - some of these signs may point you to that conclusion.

𝗢𝗖𝗖𝗨𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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Aoife is finishing her bachelor's degree in pre-med and works at the video rental store on weekends.

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
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♦ Naive ♦ Eager to Please ♦ Attentive ♦ Adaptive ♦ Kind ♦ Insecure ♦

Aoife's youth shines through every word she speaks and every action she takes. While for a human she is entering adulthood, in the terms of angels Aoife is extraordinarily young. While she isn't childlike at all, her naivety is perhaps one of her greatest weaknesses both as an angel and as a person. This naivety is typically brought about by trying to make others happy, at times at the cost of her own happiness. But, more often than not Aoife's charitable attitude is well received by most of the people she interacts with. She hasn't had the misfortune of being burned too badly, it is just something she is often warned about. Regardless Aoife is not often deterred from caring for people or things. As someone who has been driven to attend medical school, despite not having much to go off of financially, she is against violence of all kinds and refuses to be a part of it as of this moment.

Aoife is constantly analyzing those around her, looking for changes or warning signs that other may miss. She is somewhat motherly in that regard, hilariously enough given her age. But she can't really help it - she has a knack for caring for others and is passionate about it. An example of this tendency is her examination of her friends' outfits, if they're wearing the same clothes or if they look like they are going through a hard time she is the type to follow up on it without question. Perhaps Aoife's most defining characteristic is a combination of the previous three. She changes the way she behaves to match those around her like a social chameleon. She is often willing to try anything to make someone happy, this has caused her some trouble in the past. But Aoife has a strong head on her shoulders, even if socially she is easy to manipulate - she is incredibly intelligent receiving top grades in her pursuit of her Bachelor of Science.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬
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Aoife has had something of a charmed life, which she rationalizes is the reason she is able to commit herself so fully to helping others. She really only had one negative experience growing up that significantly shaped who she became today. But passed that, she was given myriad opportunities for growth, success, and learning.

Aoife's earliest memories are dreams, flying through the sky, falling towards the earth, and being adopted. Growing up in foster home was pretty good for the young girl, she took a liking to helping her younger foster siblings learn how to read. But her childhood zoomed by with only the faintest memories left in their wake. Her fondest, was reading to her two foster siblings while they would fall asleep. She could almost sense just how happy it made them and not only did it make her happy herself, it may as well have rejuvenated her every time. By the time she was ready to go to private school she was on her way to the Edgetown's most prestigious academy. She would spend her preteen and teenage years there, working hard to get into university.

Aoife skipped the sixth year as she was proving to become exponentially more intelligent. It was, as far as she can remember due to her Biology teacher being as supportive as she was. Every A on a test was all the more energy to go out and do it again. But that's when she met the love of her teenage years, a girl name Rebecca. Rebecca wasn't necessarily notable, but there was a single interaction that would pull the two together. Aoife helping a young student pass a test, the boy had been ostracized by his peers. Rebecca later approached Aoife and admitted that it was the coolest thing she had seen someone do at the 'preppy shithole.' But Aoife didn't hear the words, the feeling she felt was as innocent and purely addictive as only teenage love could be.

Aoife and Rebecca would end up dating for a year and a half. Rebecca herself was a genuine, if not reserved girl who really did appreciate Aoife's overwhelmingly positive attitude. The problems only stemmed from the friends that Rebecca kept. They weren't necessarily an overly tough crowd, nor were they very rude. But the pressure for Aoife to drink and do drugs was there from the brisk age of fifteen until she was nearly seventeen. While Aoife was studying at this point specifically to get into medical school and knew that the effects of drugs and drinking at such a young age at the very least threatened her ability to attend post-secondary education, let alone any potential health risks. But, it was more complicated than saying no. Since Aoife could remember the only thing she enjoyed more than the satisfaction of personal betterment was making people happy. That is how Aoife learned how to shotgun a beer better than most frat boys at the age of sixteen.

But it wasn't long before Aoife recognized the pattern and knew that she had to end things immediately. Rebecca was sweet and downright addictive to make happy, but she wasn't worth Aoife throwing her life. So she decided to make the judgement call while she still could. Rebecca who had her B license was driving Aoife around as they typically did late in the evening. Typically the Irish girl would be sitting passenger, forehead against the window while she studied - with Rebecca belting out show tunes. It was a good system for Rebecca, it made her happy. But Aoife didn't bring her notes that night and after a long talk, it ended. Unfortunately Aoife hadn't realized how poorly Rebecca would take it, she was kicked out of the car and left on the side of the road in the middle of the night. It was perhaps to only time Aoife has gotten mad in her entire life.

𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗦
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Grandville - The bookstore Aoife works at on weekends.
Daily Grind - The best and most hip place to get your Tall doubleshot dirty chai no water.

𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 & 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬
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List character's NPC supporting cast, eg. parents, siblings, sires, mentors, apprentices. Any of these played by other player can later go in the relations sheet.

RELATIONSHIPS

𝗘𝗠𝗠𝗔 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗪
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"Emma's a few years younger than me but she has this amazing attitude. I bet she'll go on to do great things one day."

She's someone that I don't have any worry about saying, I look up to her. It's not really something I'm used to - not because I'm better than anyone, I'm not, but just because she's got something I don't think a lot of other people do, like a willpower. Every time she speaks I see this beautiful mahogany, it has the passion of a deep red but the rigidity and stability of a brown. It's beautiful and so far she's the only one who has it from what I've seen!

𝗞𝗔𝗟𝗜 𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗗
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"Kali's beautiful, intelligent, she's got it all, I hope she sees that for herself, because it's there."

Her speech is a wonderful honey yellow, with maybe a hint of that same brown that Emma has in her. It creates this wonderful orange somewhere between a fruit and a sunrise. It's something really special to see someone who is so strong-willed be represented by yellow in that way. It shows that while she is most likely a little bit stubborn she is kind at her core. That is something that I think she probably doesn't appreciate about herself. Not because I know that about her, but mostly because no one appreciates the subtle things about themselves, I think.

𝗟𝗔𝗨𝗥𝗘𝗟 𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗟𝗘𝗬
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"It's hard talking to Laurel, he's a beautiful young man and I think he's really kind. But he's so sad."

I- this is going to sound greedy. But it really hurts talking to him, so I try to avoid it. A purpose is a hard thing to ignore and- I-

I hate not knowing how to help someone, so much. I've seen him and Officer Monyethebeng eating sometimes, but I've also seen Officer Monyethebeng drinking and he radiates this false happiness as well. They both have me worried, at least when they're together their colours mix into a beautiful orange, it is... Content? I think that's the best way to describe it at least.

𝗝𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗟𝗔𝗭𝗔𝗥𝗨𝗦
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"Jack has actually helped me out once! I found a bird that had its wing broken and he helped me fix it, he seems like he really cares about things which is such a fantastic quality to have in a person."

Jack is an absolutely fascinating man. Unlike most people, he doesn't tend to radiate colour, in fact it only really comes out when he speaks. When he does though it is a wonderful mint green, the most refreshing colour you've ever seen! I think he could really charm a lady one day, even if he does seem a little shy and maybe a bit worried about first impressions! I think that he doesn’t have anything to worry about though, no one that kind can remain without friends for too long.

𝗜𝗡𝗗𝗜𝗚𝗢 𝗕𝗥𝗔𝗬
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"No one needs to tell Indigo anything about herself, she just is. I think she knows anything you're thinking about her, not because she can read your mind or something, but because you're not the first one to think it!"

Indigo’s purple is something of a light purple. It is… Kind of empty, it is certainly passionate, but I don’t think that passion is real, or maybe not true? There’s something there, small embers of a will but it feels… Forgotten. But that's not actually all. I think that there's a part of herself that she doesn't really let breathe too much, because every once in a while there is just the smallest hint of a kind of green. So, I think that maybe she feels lost I guess? It’s big world out there, I would never blame her for something like that.

𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗡
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"Blake is fascinating! And I love her writing so much, she leaves everything on the paper and that is just so admirable."

Well we've never met, but she is the coolest writer ever! She is so honest in her work, so personal that I can see a bit of her colour through the writing itself! How cool is that?!

I think it's so cool. I can't really tell too much about her shade of blue but it is definitely blue, a blue that maybe represents just how boundless her drive is. Something like the blue of our planet itself maybe? I'd absolutely love to meet her, I would just leap at the opportunity if I ever got it! I've never met a celebrity before!

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"Eddie is a wacky guy, I can't really read him, unlike most people."

His colour is maybe the most unique in all of Edgetoun. Well, not the colour itself which is a dark rouge, but more how he uses it. I swear he is using it hide his actual emotion at all times. Because it is the most consistent emotion in the entire town. I suppose it could possibly be that he has been stuck in a rut for a long time, but that just doesn't make sense to me! I've seen him exhibit at least one different emotion, but without a blink or momentary lapse in that colour, it's kind of incredible actually.

𝗦𝗜𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗢𝗪
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"Simone is so wonderful! I just love having her as my coworker, we have little games we play sometimes - but I'm not too sure if that's out of her boredom or just wanting to get out of there. Either way, I love talking to her!"

Simone is just an absolute joy to work with I think she was a little suspicious of my intentions at first, like I came off as too nice. I don't mind the misunderstanding at all, but that just made me a little bit sad. I hope she hasn't been lied to or hurt in the past by someone doing that, I think that's just the worst kind of thing someone could do to another person. I always try to remember to buy her a drink when I'm coming into work, but sometimes when I'm in a rush her usual beautiful goldenrod diminishes ever-so-slightly not enough for her to notice a real change in her mood but probably something subconscious. I'll definitely remember next time.

𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗥 𝗤𝗨𝗘𝗘𝗡
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"Alistair seems pretty nice whenever he's in Grandville! At first he didn't really take much heed to my being there, but I gave him the patented Aoife smile and he has gone out of his way to be polite ever since!"

Of course, I don't actually take credit for all of that. But once he did start to interact with me more it became a lot easier to read him! He's got a kind of blue aura I'd probably describe as royal, no pun intended though! He seems kind of fatherly - although I've never really had a father figure to look up to so I don't know if I'm really the best judge of that. But he's always making sure to be polite and help me out where he can in the smallest ways, it's very nice of him really.

𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗡 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗪
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"Colin, to me at least, is the kind of man that needs to let the sky off of his shoulders for a second. He seems to be holding up the weight of the world on them, or maybe at least the weight of his own expectations."

His emotion is black, but it's not all bad. I mean, yes it is a negative colour, but it isn't the presence of something awful either! It is more like, the lack of reinforcement in many things. At least, that's how I've come to understand it. Up until the day that she left me on the side of the road, Rebecca was a black - and she was really nice sometimes! So I don't worry about Colin hurting someone, rather I worry about him getting used to where he is now. I don't think that'll be happy or comfortable for him at all.

𝗔𝗢𝗜𝗙𝗘 𝗥𝗘𝗜𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗬
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"Yup! That's me."

Well, let's see. My name is Aoife which is from the Gaelic Aoibh which means beauty, but I never really liked my name. It was really hard to teach kids how to sound out words because it isn't a sound out word at all! Which, that was hard in general, um, teaching kids. Because usually they'd ask normal kid stuff like where they come from, and I knew where they came from! So they were very happy and that of course made me feel great, but I was never satisfied with that kind of thing. I know I wasn't born, at least - I don't think I was. I don't really radiate a colour until I'm with someone else, then I can usually see my reflection is kind of a pale pink. It's nice I guess.

I guess my purpose doesn't really apply to me, so I tend not to worry about my own happiness too much. It makes me wonder though, if this was an intelligent design... Why design it like that? It's just kind of... Well a little sad.

𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗢𝗡𝗬𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗚
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"Officer Monythebeng, he likes being called that but he loves that I can pronounce it even more."

It's sad to me, because this is a man who has really practiced looking happy, probably in the mirror. I don't know why he felt the need to do that, but I can only imagine. I've seen him with wet eyes at the Fox and I've seen him really bond recently with Laurel, but I don't know if that's enough. His yellow that he takes on, it isn't a genuine one it's warmth is all off. But, once I saw him listening to the radio and he was absolutely beaming, it was almost hard to look at him - but in the BEST way. I wonder why a radio makes him that happy, though?

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"Kei runs a non-profit organization that attempts to bring people their wildest dreams. That is one of the greatest things that anyone could do on this Earth and Edgetoun is lucky to have her."

I’m not surprised, even if Kei is a bit quiet at times she is absolutely wonderful and her voice matches that wonderfully! It’s this beautifully vivid green that absolutely warms your heart to see. It’s kind of like the lushest forest or an emerald even. Kei is someone I haven’t got the chance to talk to very much, but someone I love to watch speak. Her mannerisms and colours all intermingle so well. That being said, I feel like there’s something there that I’m not seeing? Maybe she’s remained optimistic despite something? These kind of intricacies are always so hard to pick out. .

𝗟𝗨𝗞𝗔 𝗣𝗔𝗩𝗟𝗢𝗩
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"He seemed pretty quick to not talk to me when I saw him, I think he said something about me being kind of young?"

All of these people in Edgetoun with their reds, but not many are as dark as Luka’s. It’s something kind of unique to him actually. I don’t really know what to make of him, honestly. He doesn’t seem too rude and the fact that he owns Cael’s favourite club is… I mean that probably counts for something? I refuse to see solely the negatives surrounding people but I honestly don’t know what to make of him.

𝗟𝗢𝗨𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗘𝗞
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"Her voice is so pretty! I remember being jealous of her accent, it must turn every ear in Edgetoun!"

Her voice comes through clearly on the radio and I can see it clearly even over the radio. It helps to fill Edgetoun with this beautiful twilight pastel orange. It’s a similar orange that comes out of Officer Monyethebeng’s headphones, which I think is very cute! Who knew cops got schoolyard crushes? Louise herself comes across as really optimistic, but I’m not sure what else I can grab from her radio show. It’s hard to tell but I think she might be easily embarrassed… At least when Officer Monyethebeng calls!

𝗟𝗢𝗞𝗜 𝗩𝗔𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗕𝗘𝗥𝗚
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"Loki is kind of like what you get when you mix a person that could convince anyone of nearly anything, but also a person that looks like h would try to convince you of something. For all his charm I usually see people put up their guards around him."

I don’t know much about Loki at all, really. But I get the idea that he is generally a man that is misunderstood. Like so many people in Edgetoun his red shimmers in the sunlight beautifully, and that connection to the people of Edgetoun makes me think that he wants to mean something to them. I- I don’t really know if that’s right or not. I don’t know if any of the colours I see really mean something. But I have to assume they do if I’m going to be able to fulfill my purpose.

𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗔 𝗔𝗧𝗟𝗘𝗢
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"Aila is strong, that much is obvious to anyone who has had to share a locker room with her. But that same level of information also clearly tells you that her past is being run from, it just isn’t clear how fast."

I hope the girl is doing okay. I don’t really know of her friends or who she hangs out with too often, nor do I know what she does for fun. But I do know a lot of the bad in her life. The green that she emanates isn’t really happy or energetic. I think it was at one point, but now it kind of seems like a reminder that times have been better and they’re not anymore. That’s what it feels like to me anyway. I hope someone out there is doing something for her.

𝗘𝗩𝗘 𝗟𝗨𝗠𝗜𝗘𝗥𝗘
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"Eve can fool just about anyone. At first you might assume she has some tact, but then she just whips out her crazy attitude and super sexual nature and you have no choice but to roll with it or run away… Like I did."

Eve is one of those people everybody kind of knows. Maybe it’s because she works at the Slye Fox and a lot of people go there every once in a while. Or maybe it’s because she’s one of the few French people who embraces every stereotype in town. I think it’s because while you might get fooled into thinking the pale, dull blue of hers is soothing, it’s actually electrifying!

𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗟
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"Suriel is kind of like a hero to me! She’s a healer, and I’m studying pre-med!"

Her colour is kind of like mine, but it’s infinitely better! It is so pale that it perfectly meshes with her entire being and it feels like it is exactly what it should be! It’s really incredible actually because almost everyone else I’ve met their colour is really striking, or it tells me something about them. But that’s not the case for her, instead it’s kind of like she’s exactly where she needs to be and doing exactly what she should be. If she was an angel then she’d be fulfilling her purpose there isn’t a doubt in my mind!

𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗧𝗢 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗩𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗢
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"Mr. Carvallo is the kind of guy that is different depending on what day of the week you see him! He must be really stressed because of work, hopefully he takes it slow and doesn’t hurt himself."

We’ve only rarely crossed paths, it almost never happens. But when it does he seems pretty busy so I don’t try to interrupt or speak to him. I hope that he can find something in his life that will lead him to happiness, but I don’t know that anyone else will be able to do that for him. Maybe I’m assuming too much, but I definitely thinks he needs more than one thing for him to find satisfaction.

𝗚𝗨𝗬 𝗟𝗘𝗘
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"Guy seems lovely! Just where I’d love to find myself one day, happy, earnest and radiating energy like nobody else!"

I almost can’t believe just how bright his blue can be! It’s overpowering and I think his presence is honestly enough to make other people brighten up themselves! It’s something that he probably underestimates about himself, a lot of people don’t realize the kind of effect they have on other people. But I think that he’s better off than most in this town as far as self-esteem goes. I can’t be sure though! I can’t read minds, only see emotion!

𝗘𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗥 𝗘𝗡𝗚𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗛
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"I only saw Eleanor a few times between dropping her kids off at school, but when I did I got the idea that she has everything in the world figured out to a T."

She scares me, plain and simple. But in a weird way I think I also want to be her. She has the brightest red out of anyone I’ve met in Edgetoun and it is hard to even look at. At times I wonder how Caspian and Calypso deal with getting in trouble from Ms. English, but then – I think they’re her weak spot in a way. Not that I’d ever repeat any of that out loud. As far as I’m concerned I don’t think I’ll ever have to cross paths with someone like that.

𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗢𝗗𝗘𝗠 𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗞𝗜
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"I think he’s the guy at the Slye Fox right? I don’t go there too often after Eve tried to flirt with me, but the fact that he has her employed and is managing a sane mind speaks lengths about him I think."

I don’t actually think we’ve met, unfortunately I don’t even really know about his colour. But one thing I do know is about people who own community gathering spots. They’re almost always kind and value people in a way that I think helps others. I know that I’d rather see Officer Monyethebeng at his small booth in the Fox than on the street or rattling around his apartment alone. I don’t know if Mr. Kaminski deserves credit for keeping people together, but I’d give it to him!

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"Cael is my best friend! He has supported me from the moment we met during auditions. I have no issue saying that he is one of my anchors in this world. I would do anything for him."

We actually auditioned to be scene partners in a school play, and the people who were auditioning us weren't very happy - it was really distracting me. But then Cael came out of nowhere like a break in the clouds, and said to me: "You're beautiful, you've soo got this. I believe in you... even though I just met you. Break a leg!" We walked home together that night and held hands as we waited for the roles to be called out. Ever since we've had little moments to look forward to like picking up my morning coffee from Cael, us walking home together, hanging out in my room. I love our little moments, and ever since I first met him he's resonated a brilliant blue. It isn't really a sad blue, more like the blue of a beautiful night sky reflected in the ocean. It just makes you feel so relaxed! Except for April showers and rainy days, but the sun always comes out eventually!

𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗬
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"Gemma has the most unique style! She always looked like she walked right out of a fashion magazine right out in front of me. I love it!"

She reminds me a little bit of what Callie is working towards. Maybe not as crazy and ‘spur-of-the-moment’ but that daring confidence to just do whatever she wants is awesome! I don’t know her too well, but anyone with a baby blue that pure must have some kind of wonderful traits just waiting to be discovered! I should invite her to coffee if I ever get thee chance. I think that’ll be hard since I’m such a bore but I’d love to find the chance!

𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗬𝗣𝗦𝗢 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗬
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"I’ve known Callie for a fair amount of time! We’ve had classes with each other since high school, although not always, she pursued some English Literature which I think is just spectacular! She’s changed from what my initial impression of her was, but I think it’s for the better!"

When I first met Callie she would’ve been 13 or 14 I think! Well at first, she was kind of like Laurel, it hurt to speak to her and I kind of avoided doing so – although not too much. She has always been this beautiful girl, but her aura was this heavy kind of grey, it hung over her so much so that I couldn’t help but feel bad. But it slowly started to get a tinge of blue to it, kind of like a very light blue flame, I figured she was probably gaining confidence as she grew up and that was a fantastic sign.

But in our senior year when she was seventeen years old that all changed, her slow growth was suddenly finished and her colour wasn’t a grey that hung over her, it was this bluish grey that mixed and mingled with her twin brother. It was somehow exactly the opposite and yet shared elements all the same. It was sturdy, and confident in places where it had been rigid and stagnant. It was incredible and it has only gotten harder to look away as we’ve grown.

I swear that girl has a beautiful, mesmerizing fire in her eyes and it threatens to burn me alive if I stare too long.

𝗖𝗔𝗦𝗣𝗜𝗔𝗡 𝗚𝗥𝗘𝗬
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"Caspian is so amazing! Just like his sister and exactly the opposite, I suppose that’s how twins usually work. I always have marks that are just a bit worse than his, but he has offered to help me before with schoolwork when he noticed me struggling once."

Caspian’s red is much more similar to her mother’s than Callie’s bluish grey. But unlike Ms. English his is something of a beauty. It is kind of like a flame, but not one that repels, one that invites. I think there’s more to it but it is so hard to tell sometimes with people. I can definitely tell he’s been through a lot – or at least he is scared of going through something with the way he acts around his sister. But there is also this kindness that he can’t suppress that I believe is something completely incredible to be allowed to witness.

Even with everything behind that reddish warm aura of his, all the pain, mystery, and everything else – there’s a real warmth that wants to let people in. He was studying with me for a Bio midterm last year in the Daily Grind and I saw the way that Cael was looking at him so I know he could walk into a room and draw the gaze of any interested – but he really seems like a young man who values family. I love that in a person. I’m hoping this year we can become closer friends!

𝗢𝗟𝗜𝗩𝗜𝗔 𝗝𝗢𝗛𝗡𝗦𝗢𝗡
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"Olivia seems nice! Except when she isn’t."

She almost always is from what I can tell! But every once in a while she gets a kind of anger in her eyes and her aura that I don’t really want to go near. It is something really different from her usual polite and friendly self. But I don’t know her well enough to know the source behind something like that and I shouldn’t presume. Cael said it is unbecoming of me, but then he laughed and told me it didn’t matter that much so I’m kinda lost. Either way she’s also in a medical profession so maybe we could find something in common there!

For Queen and Country

AOIFE

𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘
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Aoife Caoimhe Reilley.

𝗔𝗚𝗘
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20 (20)

𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
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If you ran into Aoife at a coffee shop, a few things would be immediately apparent. She does not fold her long sleeve T's, sweatshirts or blouses but she does hurriedly iron them in the morning before dashing out the door. Her unkempt hair is curly at the ends from a lack of drying while the top is fairly straight as that's where the brush starts its journey down her deep brown locks. Her frantic forget-me-not blue eyes scatter her line of sight, but not like a scared animal, rather, a kid on Christmas morning. Her shoelaces look like they haven't moved in months and the aglets are all but gone, leaving the laces frayed at the ends. The shoes themselves are worn Tennis shoes six of seven days, when she wants to dress up she wears her nice sneakers - obviously.

Once Aoife is able to order her coffee, it becomes clear that she is a bit scatterbrained with something of an inconsistent stutter every few sentences. Her Irish accent will also come through, but only ever so slightly. Aoife, having lived in Ireland for her formative years and approximately half of her life has lost most of the colloquialisms and pronunciations. However she has kept it on a few words, like 'park' or 'car' and 'hour' or 'sour'. Her voice isn’t harsh in the slightest, and isn’t overly emotional either. It is somewhat pulled back as if she is giving a prepared presentation and a lot of her pronunciation has a very forward oral posture. There is a sense of immediacy when she speaks, but not so much that it demands attention, rather just asks politely to borrow it. The last thing you might pick up from Aoife's body language is her lack of self-worth. It isn't incredibly noticeable as she is confident enough, but the lack of held gazes, the introverted body language - some of these signs may point you to that conclusion.

𝗢𝗖𝗖𝗨𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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Aoife is finishing her bachelor's degree in pre-med and works at the video rental store on weekends.

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
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♦ Naive ♦ Eager to Please ♦ Attentive ♦ Adaptive ♦ Kind ♦ Insecure ♦

Aoife's youth shines through every word she speaks and every action she takes. While for a human she is entering adulthood, in the terms of angels Aoife is extraordinarily young. While she isn't childlike at all, her naivety is perhaps one of her greatest weaknesses both as an angel and as a person. This naivety is typically brought about by trying to make others happy, at times at the cost of her own happiness. But, more often than not Aoife's charitable attitude is well received by most of the people she interacts with. She hasn't had the misfortune of being burned too badly, it is just something she is often warned about. Regardless Aoife is not often deterred from caring for people or things. As someone who has been driven to attend medical school, despite not having much to go off of financially, she is against violence of all kinds and refuses to be a part of it as of this moment.

Aoife is constantly analyzing those around her, looking for changes or warning signs that other may miss. She is somewhat motherly in that regard, hilariously enough given her age. But she can't really help it - she has a knack for caring for others and is passionate about it. An example of this tendency is her examination of her friends' outfits, if they're wearing the same clothes or if they look like they are going through a hard time she is the type to follow up on it without question. Perhaps Aoife's most defining characteristic is a combination of the previous three. She changes the way she behaves to match those around her like a social chameleon. She is often willing to try anything to make someone happy, this has caused her some trouble in the past. But Aoife has a strong head on her shoulders, even if socially she is easy to manipulate - she is incredibly intelligent receiving top grades in her pursuit of her Bachelor of Science.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬
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Aoife has had something of a charmed life, which she rationalizes is the reason she is able to commit herself so fully to helping others. She really only had one negative experience growing up that significantly shaped who she became today. But passed that, she was given myriad opportunities for growth, success, and learning.

Aoife's earliest memories are dreams, flying through the sky, falling towards the earth, and being adopted. Growing up in foster home was pretty good for the young girl, she took a liking to helping her younger foster siblings learn how to read. But her childhood zoomed by with only the faintest memories left in their wake. Her fondest, was reading to her two foster siblings while they would fall asleep. She could almost sense just how happy it made them and not only did it make her happy herself, it may as well have rejuvenated her every time. By the time she was ready to go to private school she was on her way to the Edgetown's most prestigious academy. She would spend her preteen and teenage years there, working hard to get into university.

Aoife skipped the sixth year as she was proving to become exponentially more intelligent. It was, as far as she can remember due to her Biology teacher being as supportive as she was. Every A on a test was all the more energy to go out and do it again. But that's when she met the love of her teenage years, a girl name Rebecca. Rebecca wasn't necessarily notable, but there was a single interaction that would pull the two together. Aoife helping a young student pass a test, the boy had been ostracized by his peers. Rebecca later approached Aoife and admitted that it was the coolest thing she had seen someone do at the 'preppy shithole.' But Aoife didn't hear the words, the feeling she felt was as innocent and purely addictive as only teenage love could be.

Aoife and Rebecca would end up dating for a year and a half. Rebecca herself was a genuine, if not reserved girl who really did appreciate Aoife's overwhelmingly positive attitude. The problems only stemmed from the friends that Rebecca kept. They weren't necessarily an overly tough crowd, nor were they very rude. But the pressure for Aoife to drink and do drugs was there from the brisk age of fifteen until she was nearly seventeen. While Aoife was studying at this point specifically to get into medical school and knew that the effects of drugs and drinking at such a young age at the very least threatened her ability to attend post-secondary education, let alone any potential health risks. But, it was more complicated than saying no. Since Aoife could remember the only thing she enjoyed more than the satisfaction of personal betterment was making people happy. That is how Aoife learned how to shotgun a beer better than most frat boys at the age of sixteen.

But it wasn't long before Aoife recognized the pattern and knew that she had to end things immediately. Rebecca was sweet and downright addictive to make happy, but she wasn't worth Aoife throwing her life. So she decided to make the judgement call while she still could. Rebecca who had her B license was driving Aoife around as they typically did late in the evening. Typically the Irish girl would be sitting passenger, forehead against the window while she studied - with Rebecca belting out show tunes. It was a good system for Rebecca, it made her happy. But Aoife didn't bring her notes that night and after a long talk, it ended. Unfortunately Aoife hadn't realized how poorly Rebecca would take it, she was kicked out of the car and left on the side of the road in the middle of the night. It was perhaps to only time Aoife has gotten mad in her entire life.

𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗦
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24 Times a Second - The video rental store Aoife works at on weekends
Daily Grind - The best and most hip place to get your Tall doubleshot dirty chai no water.

𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 & 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬
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List character's NPC supporting cast, eg. parents, siblings, sires, mentors, apprentices. Any of these played by other player can later go in the relations sheet.

LANG

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𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗡𝗔𝗠𝗘
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Lang Emanuel Monyethebeng.

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𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘
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Lang lives by the philosophy that if you don’t care how you look, while maintaining a certain level of confidence, no one else will either. He shaves his hair into a buzz cut or slightly longer yet certainly still short. He carries himself with a respectful yet incredibly confident air, not doubting himself much at all – even when it’d perhaps be healthy to do so. Lang carries a slight southern drawl originating from Corpus Christi Texas, even though he was born in Johannesburg and didn’t move until he was five. He has certainly taken to many American traditions however, big meals, acoustic guitars – all the necessities. Lang tends to wear a decent amount of clothing, often sporting a buttoned flannel jacket, an undershirt, and potentially a fall jacket should the weather call for it. Though he is also no stranger to the tank and shorts combination if he can find a beach.

Of course, since moving to Edgetoun Lang hasn’t found too many beaches, sad to say as his beach body is something of a work of art.

The young man has a rather welcoming smile and a friendly way about him, often times making sure everyone is involved in any given activity. He stands around six feet four inches and has quite a bit of bulk on him. He eats a very high protein diet and is constantly working out. That is, when he isn’t consumed by his studies. He sports near-permanent bags under his eyes do to his constant late nights, but it isn’t all that surprising for a beat cop working night shifts. He also seems to have a realism play through his eyes whenever drinking comes up in conversation.

Speaking of, his piercing blue eyes betray his all brawn and no brains appearance. They evaluate everything around him and often feel somewhat invasive. Though his kind and relaxed facial features do alleviate some of this, thankfully. Overall, Lang looks like a nice guy, but the longer you look the longer the spool of yarn seems to travel.

𝗢𝗖𝗖𝗨𝗣𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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First time, long time and beat cop by night.

𝗙𝗔𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡
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College of Sorcery.

𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗬
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Lang is as self-destructive as they come. Outwardly, he wants to be your friend and he seems like he’s got it all together. He is also fairly well spoken, something that belies his stereotypical cowboy appearance somewhat. He is soft-spoken and contemplative, he loves speaking with another intelligent or passionate person. It is when he is alone that he changes. It starts small, a few drinks when he gets home, some practicing of his transmutation, perhaps his summoning, fatalistic comments about his father, about him, how bad could he have been that his father had to leave? A few more drinks, a sarcastic comment about Lang being yet another beat cop with a drinking problem. A few more drinks. Hopefully at this point he passes out.

Lang when he is with people is nice, but in a distant way. He compliments you on your performance on the field and is off before you can respond. He’ll be the first to pat you on the back if you need it, but you won’t reach him later that day when you send him a message. Even on a good day where you catch him eating, perhaps sit down with him, he has become all too experienced in dodging questions and using those questions to ask you something instead. It is a façade that has worked, but surely someone has noticed at this point. His smile hangs a little too low to be believed one hundred percent of the time.

Lang is better when he has something to do. Work at night and the radio distract him from his busy mind so his smile is a bit lighter at night. For all his negatives though, at the end of the day he is a genuine man – honest to his core.

𝗛𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬
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Lang’s past isn’t too spectacular or interesting. He was born in Jberg and spent the first five years of his life there. Enough to have something of an accent when his mother moved them to Corpus Christi, Texas. His father didn’t come with them – at the time it was something to do with his pride, but his mother wouldn’t explain for more than a few years. Lang didn’t care too much at 5 he liked his mom better anyway. Lang had pretty basic interactions with most of the other kids in school. They made fun of his accent for a few years, he hit puberty first and they stopped making fun of him. By the time he graduated high school he was indistinguishable from any other Texan. Blond hair, blue eyes and captain of the football team – he was absolutely ordinary for where he was. Other than the fact that no announcer could read the name on the back of his jersey, but they clearly meant well.

He even had a nickname that was a rabbit hole until an inside joke. His friends called him Cash as it was easier to remember than Lang or Monyethebeng. The reason was one memorable game in which one announcer referred to him as Land Moneyinthebank. He nearly dropped the ball from laughing so hard. Once he graduated his mother told him about his father, that they didn’t regretfully leave him there and that he was something of an alcoholic – a violent man. Lang took the information but he wasn’t sure how to synthesize it. It was something of a catch 22 that he had found himself in. He didn’t want to acknowledge his father, hell he had barely thought about him for years. But he couldn’t help but feel like no matter what he did it was a response to who his father was.

Lang was looking pretty good coming out of high school, save for his grades. He was something of a local legend with his football play but only a year into school at UTofA. After dropping out Lang was 19 years old and directionless. He spent his days drinking and his nights working construction. This continued for three more years before he decided that he was going to do anything but end up like his father. He bought a plane ticket, kissed his mother farewell and moved to the UK. Edgetoun, specifically – he didn’t want to be known and he certainly didn’t want a reputation and Edgetoun felt big enough that it had other things going on. It took him two and a half years to get a job on the Metropolitan Police in Edgetoun. But there he was, in his new uniform driving around aimlessly, partnerless, listening to a voice on the other end of a radio – for some reason refusing to turn it off. He’d even call in every once in a while. That radio became his single greatest lifeline in an insanely short amount of time. In his car at night listening to her voice is home for Lang.

𝗙𝗔𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘 𝗛𝗔𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗦
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Diamond in the Rough

– A batting cage by the precinct he spends breaks there unless he’s calling in to his favourite radio station.

The Watering Hole

- It's a seedy bar, not too great on the eyes and some, if not all of the clientele don't appreciate a cop being there. But it reminds him of home. He sits in the booth facing the back, to make everyone else feel a bit more at ease.

𝗙𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗦 & 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬
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Lang’s mom lives in Texas still, and he doesn’t have any friends yet. Just a radio.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

A Mile a Minute

@Plank Sinatra@HereComesTheSnow

The captain of my dream boat, Jericho Piper, dismounted the ropes in a fashion that told everyone: ‘look how sweaty I am but in a hot way.’ He threw a sniper rifle over his shoulders and turned to his students, us.

Me.

"I know we're all coming back from PE or Survival. I'll give you guys one minute to catch your breath. Then we start."

Catch my breath Jericho? When you’re wearing that top?

Please.

But I did, I stopped stretching, found my own place and tried to make my resilience in staring at our instructor casual. Like it was hardly a thing that I refused to stop looking at that demigod of a man. Or like I wasn’t obsessed with how his hair could look so good so long in so many ways. Or his bandaged arm,

he’s a wounded man, I could help fix him up oh my godddddddd.

…

I need to ask Stella for her sexy nurse costume later.

But before I could think one more thought that could result in someone having to up the rating of my eventual docu-drama series on HBO I received a text from one of my darlings ~

>Can't really think of any
>surprise me

Luke!! Other than my scroll telling me who sent the message how will people know who you are without a cute little calling card afterwards??

Surprise him though, huh?

I guess he wants a little of everything!

I made a mental note (one of many, obviously) to place some orders towards the end of class so I could just get everything picked up afterwards and enjoy a nice dinner with my friends.

Wow, it has been such a short time but… I’ve really come a long way.

Jer glanced in my direction for what amounted to about fifteen seconds. Give or take, sometimes when he looks at me my heart beats fast enough to accelerate my perception of time, frankly. But I’m pretty sure it was my general direction for fifteen seconds.

God I hope he likes crop tops.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

Bianca Nuit: The Girl that Beat Fate

@Kaithas@Plank Sinatra@Krayzikk

You might be wondering, “Who’s that Faunus with the wings, the crop tops, and that ass?”

Yup, you guessed it. That’s me, Bianca Nuit.

You might be wondering how I got 30 feet in the air celebrating my victory over fate.

Well come along, let me show you.

See, there I was. Sitting there, doing some stretches. It had been a while since I was in active duty and today was kind of like my first real day back in the proving grounds of Beacon Academy. So let’s check the scoreboard, shall we?

4th period saw me take on a Riesen-class Grimm with the help of an entire class of my peers. But more notably, Benjamin Lloyd who, to put it mildly, could play a young Brennan Griese if they ever decided to do a biopic on him. That’s the level of fit we’re dealing with. He pretty much confirmed in front of the entire class that what Bastille did during those last missions? Not a fluke.

And he couldn’t have done it without me.

5th period risk causing a moral panic that could take Vale by storm, and saw me face a monsoon and a sea full of Grimm. While my classmates secured a fast exit from a sinking ship, I was able to fend off a flock of Grimm from most of the non-fliers.

…To be honest, once we got to the beach I kind of zoned out gathering shells at the beach, but it started productive!

Unfortunately I couldn’t take the seashells with me… As they weren’t real.

Look, let’s just keep going ignore that!

And now here I was in 6th period. The end to a wholly productive day. I was prepared to come into practice, work out a little, get a sexy amount of post-workout sweat without ruining my hair, and then go make some dinner for my team. I was taking the world by storm. But the world noticed. And in the moment my supposed instructor came out, I knew something was off.

“As you arrive on the field, please separate yourselves into seniors and freshmen. I'll be teaching Aura Control today for the seniors, Jericho Piper will be conducting Practice. You have a few minutes, talk amongst yourselves if you're inclined.”

Well, as you can now see, rather than “talk amongst yourselves if you’re inclined” I shot up like a bottle rocket charged only by romantic victory.

There I was, proudly, heroically even, above my classmates when my eyes darted across the field to find him. While I couldn’t quite yet (he was probably being cute lifting some weights somewhere, I could feel it) I gracefully made my descent back to the field and landed with a small curtsy.

The other students would find their hero biding her time, stretching but with an ever-watchful eye, I didn’t need to warm up – my heart was already beating a mile a minute.

...

okay

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

The Nuit Girls in: Gossip Time

@Crimmy@Plank Sinatra@FlitterFaux@HereComesTheSnow

I glanced over at Estelle after having been swept up in all the commotion of Lauren, Vega and Gratia saving us all with an airship. She looked really proud of everyone, she looked at me with the same wide smile even though I didn’t really do anything. But that’s when I saw it.

She was proud, of course. She was also dressed as a pilot, but without the requisite hat.

She directed my eyes to Lorena Negasi, standing there holding her weapon, grinning even wider than Stella and, of course adorned with a pilot’s cap. Immediately my eyes darted back to Stella who was laughing a little looking at me. I looked back at Lauren as the simulation ended and the scenery faded.

No she wasn’t.

I ‘decided to stick around’ waiting for everyone to leave the classroom, the entire time sitting at my desk staring at Stella who was walking around with a skip in her step picking up garbage from her cupcakes she had distributed to the class. As the last few students departed and it was just me and Stella left in the room she threw the wrappers in the garbage facing away from me.

“Stel-“ I started, but before I could even finish she whipped around, that same goofy grin on her face.

“I killed it today!” She said, rushing up to me and embracing me in her arms. “I was so nervous!” She said she was shaking from all the excitement.

“Y-yeah, Stella, everyone knew you’d do well.” I responded, not expecting the openness right from the start. “But that doesn’t excuse you and Lauren!” I said separating her from me and looking at her. She still wore a smile, albeit a guilty one as she scratched the back of her head.

“I got taken up in the moment, I was basically a hostage!” She said laughing, walking away from me.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I called out as she ran to a side room. The skip in her step seemingly amplified even further.

“I’m changing back into my sexy teacher outfit!”

Now, I know Stella to be a bit of a rule bender. I know her to not love the idea of authority what with our father. But damn it Stella you cannot just call it your sexy teacher outfit.

“Come on Stella, don’t you think you’re trying a little hard?” I called out to the changing room. What use did a Survival class have for a changing room anyway?

“Yeah right Bianca!” She shouted back hastily. “She made a nipplecake!”

…

“Pardon?”

“She made a nipplecake!”

Okay. I did hear you.

“What is that?” Instant regret flowed through my very being.

“Her cupcake was made into a nipple and then she did stuff to it while staring at me.”

Ohmygod.

“Yeah okay that’s- Jesus Stella.” I felt my face flush, just what the hell kind of force of nature was Lauren?

Stella emerged from the changing room looking as if she hadn’t just flown through a simulated monsoon. I was always annoyed she could do that. Just turn on being perfectly well kept. She immediately made her way to me with a brush and before I could protest she was sitting up on her desk brushing my hair.

“Oh you laugh and poke fun…” Stella said, gently running the brush through my hair. “But I didn’t take Lauren on some kind of love cruise, that’s straight out of the Bianca Nuit – Heiress Extraordinaire playbook.” I felt my face re-flush just as it was beginning to return to normal.

“I didn’t invite him! He was just there and he thought I was a murderer!” I protested trying to turn to face her, but the brush prevented me as a sharp pain made its way to my head.

“Yeah I know – what luck, meeting Adonis the super spy on a cruise ship and circumstances force you into the bond girl role of your dreams.” Stella said, lowering her face so that it was beside mine. I didn’t look – I already knew that she had a shit eating grin on her lips.

“I don’t even think we’ll get to know each other. I don’t think we have any classes together.” I said somewhat sorely. Stella just giggled and continued to brush my hair.

“Yeah… I’m sure you’ll see each other plenty Bianca.” She said sweetly, “there – all done!” She put the brush on the table and hopped off. “Okay you be good now! I’ve got to go run some errands!” She said taking off with a fair amount speed.

“Hey Stella! We’re not done talking about your whole hot for teacher phase! Do you know something about Jericho?!” I shouted out but before I could finish she was waving and altogether, gone.

I took a deep breath. Stella is totally falling head over heels for that girl, it’s so weird. How are we even related?

I took a second before leaving the classroom to use the changing room Stella had just used. I saw an array of outfits she had prepared, presumably for future classes.

“Jeez Stella at this point you might as well be asking her out on a date in front of the whole class.” I said to myself. I quickly threw on my Practice outfit, an athletic crop top, some leggings and a pair of runners. But I was probably going to ask Gratia to help me practice whatever it was I did in Grimm Studies. I had tapped into… Something, I just don’t know what.

I left Survival and made my way to practice, I was looking forward to having another class with Gratia – she was always a good training partner because she would never go easy on you. Sangue was in that class too and she seemed pretty nice.

I made a mental note to check in with Luke and Skye later on as we hadn't spoken much today.

Sender: Lil Miss Perfect
Recipient(s): Skye Blue Skye True, Mid-Intensity Human
Body: Hey kids! Gonna pick up some dinner for everyone tonight so we can meet up after classes <3
Thank me later,

Lots of love,
Bianca Nuit

P.S. Any requests????

After sending out the text I took a spot by myself in the classroom, there was still some time before classes started so it seemed like I was one of the first to get there. Instinctively I started to warm up for when class would start.

Heroes of Beacon - the Next Chapter

A Crash at the Horizon

@Crimmy@Silvan Haven@Lucius Cypher @Guess Who@Ryonara@Abillioncats@Ayazi@Plank Sinatra

Stella looked onward at her valiant knight. While she may not have been riding in on a worthy steed, she could, if she played her cards right.

Lauren brought two friends along with her, one easily recognizable as a frazzled but ultimately still put together Gratia Mindaro. The other, whose identity was just as clear was the ever-not present, pile of Goodwill bargain bin clothing herself, Vega Venetia. Stella couldn’t help but smile until Lauren pushed her matted hair back out of her face and grinned at the Mistralian teacher/pilot/runway model.

“Hey bitch.”

Suddenly the other two Mistralians, the airship, wind, surroundings they all vanished. Bells clattered through the air and Lauren and Stella were standing facing one another. Wedding dresses, a roaring audience of beloved fans.

“Wanna learn how to fly an airship?” The stunning female Adonis asked her with charisma to spare.

“I do.” Stella said, a grin as wide as it could go, hair billowing in the wind.

Directing Lauren and the others to the cockpit. Trying to bring herself down from the adrenaline high that she was already feeling, she raised a hand gingerly in the air, looking at her students with a grin. The woman snapped as the three students found themselves alone the cockpit, at once all holograms of crew members vanished, save for Stella herself.

She directed Lauren to the pilot’s chair, navigation controls at the ready. She slyly slipped her pilot’s hat onto Lauren’s head, fingers lingering in the girl's hair and brushing against her neck just long enough to get the point across. She leaned back on the wall just to her left, glancing at Gratia and Vega with a warm, almost motherly smile. “Let’s hope you two bet on the right horse!”