Post by Jair Cecila Darling on Jun 7, 2012 16:46:40 GMT -5
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nickname: None that she deems acceptable.
age: 22 Years Old.
grade: Freshman
important people: Mother is Debra. Father is Xavier. Older Brothers are Zach, Beau, Elias and Isaac.
member group: Freshman.
why are they at the school: Jair is gifted.
ability: As I mentioned she has an accessible memory. This means she can remember every conversation, every movement, every image, every things she has seen or heard, be it written information, visual information, or audio information. She can call up these memories based on key words that remind her of various incidents and moments. This ability has lead her to be extremely intelligent, observant, perceptive and athletic, as she can emulate a move or sequence once she has done it correctly once by recalling that moment.
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B: BEAU DARLING. Beau and Jair get around very well. They are close in personality in many ways. Beau has a sense of humor, is intelligent, resourceful and has a bit of a temper. He has traits she doesn’t as well. He is the closest to her age as well at 25 years old. The two of them used to spend lots of time together and Beau protected her from the other boys.
C: CANADIAN. Well….she is Canadian. So this fits. She is originally from Ottawa but is in PEI for school.
D: DEBRA DARLING. Debbie is Jair’s mother. Debbie is your stereotypical soccer mom material. She cheers them on, makes them snacks, drives them to and fro and loves doing it. She fundraises for their teams, forces Xavier to sponsor their teams each year and is very diligent in donating money to whatever schools her beloved children as at. She is also responsible for the way her children are required to work for these privledges.
E: ELIAS DARLING. Eli is Isaac’s twin and is 26 years old. The two boys terrorized Jair when she was a child. But as she got older and more clever than them, and began fighting back with her own pranks and terrors. They now have a respectful friendship and a truce to prevent further mayhem, (though it does still happen sometimes).
F: FIERY. Jair has a fiery attitude, sense of humor and personality in general. She tends to have a wicked awful temper to go with it all. She can be someone who isn’t to be trifled with when she gets angry. Few have pissed her off enough to get her temper going, but when it happens there is very little that will calm her back down. Jair’s sense of humor is part of the more spunky side of her fiery personality.
G: GRACIOUS. Despite her family’s wealth and influence, Jair is very gracious. She is generous and doesn’t act or seem like the type to have money. Anyone observant can tell she does based on her stylish clothing and her well-funded…well…everything, but she doesn’t advertise it in her personality. She works hard to get what she needs and wants and doesn’t expect the money her parents offer, but respects and appreciates it. She respects and appreciates others and their own work ethics as well, finding anyone worthy of her friendship if they have a personality to deserve it. Money isn’t a factor to her in her social relationships.
H: HISTORY. Jair is enthralled in history. Since her mind is so retentive she tends to read more and more about history and retains all of it with astounding skill. She is as a result very informed about historical events she had read about. Jair is more than just a little passionate about history.
I: ISAAC DARLING. Isaac is Elias’ twin and is 26 years old. The two boys terrorized Jair when she was a child. But as she got older and more clever than them, and began fighting back with her own pranks and terrors. They now have a respectful friendship and a truce to prevent further mayhem, (though it does still happen sometimes).
J: JASMINE. Her favourite scent. Nothing more!
K: KODA. Koda is Jair’s best friend and more importantly her Keeshound. Jair adores Koda and takes the dog wherever she can. Koda is a social dog but is just as attached to Jair as Jair is to him.
L: LOYAL. Jair is friendly, social and above all loyal. She is very trusting of those she comes to see as friends. She doesn’t take betrayal well and knows how much betrayal hurts. As a result she does whatever she can to show her appreciation she has for her friends. It takes a lot for her trust to be regained when broken however, and it is hard for her loyalty to be regained with it.
M: MARCH. Jair was born in March! Her birthday is March 4th.
N: NERDY. Jair has a more than nerdy side to her. She enjoys Anime, Manga, Cosplay and even video games. She is an otaku and a nerd. Jair’s nerdy side isn’t immediately apparent, but it does crop up sometimes. She tends to keep most of her nerdy side to herself.
O: OVER-ACHIEVER. She tends to be an overachiever. She doesn’t just do well at everything, she is astounding. She is horrified of failure and when there is a way to go over the top, she’ll do it…assuming it is well within the rules. Jair always does more than her best at everything she does.
P: PROFICIENT. Naturally, Jair is very skilled at everything she does. She is efficient, crafty, resourceful and very competent. When she is assigned a task it is done right and with every resource at her fingertips. When she makes a goal she reaches it. Her persistence knows no bounds.
Q: QUIRKY. Everyone has their quirks? This is far from being a dominant trait. I needed something for Q D=. She has some things she is particular about, others she isn’t so careful or particular about. It doesn’t make sense and won’t make sense.
R: RABBITS. Jair loves rabbits. Rabbits are her favourite animal. She has her room decked out in them and sports rabbits and bunnies in her jewellery on her bags and her clothes.
S: SPORTS. Jair is very athletic. She maintains a slightly unfair advantage because of the way her gift works. It enables her to remember exact positions and movements and emulate them from previous memories and moments in time. So if she gets an awesome slam dunk she can emulate the exact movements she made. This can be combated by someone moving into the space she needs to emulate the move. Jair plays a mixture of Rugby, Volleyball, Basketball, Hockey, Football, Soccer and Baseball. She also tests her skills by taking Gymnastics, Martial Arts (Has her black from a mixed martial arts dojo that does both Wado-Kai and Goju-Ryu as a foundation with mixed in Tai Kwan Do, Jujitsu, Kung Fu and Shotokan Karate). She is also working on obtaining her Kung Fu Black, but is so far only at orange sash. Jair is competitive and often tries to avoid her gift causing her to be good at a sport, when she can learn to do it like everyone else. Of course this is like trying to turn off your memory and memorize something, in other words...not very effective.
T: TRIVIAL PURSUIT. Her favourite game! Remembering everything does tend to help with this. She is asked once and remembers. But even better than that, she learns more when she plays new versions, seeking new questions and more information to fill her head with.
U: UNTIDY. Surprisingly, Jair is very messy. But she always remembers where she puts things because of her gift, so I guess it isn’t that surprising. She has a messy room, disorderly…well…almost everything.
V: VENGEFUL. Do not piss her off. Jair is spiteful and vengeful and she will find ways to make your life hell if you turn on her, mistreat her or those she cares about. Jair is a terrible enemy to have. ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE!
W: WEALTHY. This is a given by now. Her family is very wealthy. She has access to that money in many ways, and she makes use of it in her own ways. But just as much she works around her family’s house and has a job to make her own money.
X: XAVIER DARLING. Jair’s father, Xavier, treasures his children. He is all about his children and they mean the world to him. Being the only girl, Jair was spoiled by her father with all sorts of pretty things from the beginning. She learned to work for things by watching the dynamic in her house. Xavier can’t say no to his wife Debbie and knows she controls almost everything within their house, and he is more than okay with that.
Y: YOUTHBERRY TEA. Or Tea in General. Jair adores tea leaf teas. She is a bit of a tea snob and doesn’t like bagged tea. She also tends to prefer sugar rock to refined sugar. Jair is very fussy about her tea, preferring to make it herself in her cast iron tea pot than have it anywhere else. She has it down to an art and loves to host tea parties with her friends.
Z: ZACH DARLING. Zach and Jair never really got along but never really disagreed. Zach is Jair’s oldest brother at 28 years old. The age difference was huge, but on top of that, Zach wasn’t ever very expressive and Jair was always bugging him and he’d just push her away. Eventually she actually stayed away.
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Kade was surprisingly light on his feet as he approached the bench. It was rounding on midnight, and thankfully not a full moon. Tonight he needed a little personal time and a break from the world. He had been walking for hours, and though he was clothed in a t-shirt and pair of track pants, his feet were bare. That was from the run before that, where he did it in his other form by preference. He could run faster that way after all. He had scooped up his spare clothes. He had them planted all over the city just in case, not to mention had plenty kicking around the city with his pack brothers and sisters. They were a neutral black and they were designed to fit most people. This way the extra sets of clothes were available to any werewolf in need. The code required they return them as soon as they had a chance to and a couple sets were left at each location.
Kade sat down on the bench, his feet were filthy but he didn’t care. He’d been transforming his whole life and as such he had severe callousing all over the bottoms of his feet, meaning walking barefoot was far from irritating of painful. He was adjusted to going without shoes. It was hard to find universally fitting shoes. He leaned back, his dark hair hanging behind him as he arched his neck back and looked at the sky. Sometimes it was better to just appreciate what you had.
He was the leader of the pack and one of the werewolves who had known no other life. Even as an infant he’d been transforming at the full moon and his control was impeccable. He might even say he had the most control of any werewolf. The full moon, he frolicked or kept an eye on his pack, being sure no one was foolish and assisted others with their transformations control. Making sure the newer wolves didn’t hurt anyone was a job that circulated amongst the pack. They took care of their own after all, much like he’d been raised in his teenage years, having lost his mother at fourteen.
The night life was natural to him, and he much preferred the night to the day, though he did his fair share of work during the daylight hours, it was usually in the mornings. That was why he was able to sit back and relax, enjoying the infrequent chirping from the crickets, the general silence and the gentle touch of the wind in his hair and on his cheeks. Kade was calm, but as always alert to the world around him. That would never change, as the scents of the park enveloped him in the sweet smell of cut grass, budding flowers and the crisp scent of the night air. Anyone approaching would alert him to their presence.
Nightlife in New York was just naturally expected to be active. It had two vampire clans, several lone vampires, a pack of werewolves, some lone wolves and all of that had led to the formation of the hunters. The night life was sometimes too busy, and though Kade wasn’t concerned with Ardnulls, he had reason to be concerned with all the others. Lone wolves and vampires often had little control; lone wolves were no issue tonight though. The Morettis wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone generally, and the hunters…well it depended on the person. Some had a moral compass of only hunting those who were dangerous and with bad intent and some didn’t discriminate between a wolf with a brain and a beast snarling at them. That was the life vampires and werewolves led; one of constant concern for their own mortality.
Kade’s head snapped up alert when the new scent hit his nose. He wasn’t sure if he should remain as he was or change form. He was stronger as a wolf but communication with non-wolves became a hassle, not to mention he couldn’t be sure if the person approaching was even hostile, he’d been too quick to snap alert. He tried scenting the air again, trying to work out if it was a familiar scent of someone he knew or the scent of someone unknown to him…
Kade sat down on the bench, his feet were filthy but he didn’t care. He’d been transforming his whole life and as such he had severe callousing all over the bottoms of his feet, meaning walking barefoot was far from irritating of painful. He was adjusted to going without shoes. It was hard to find universally fitting shoes. He leaned back, his dark hair hanging behind him as he arched his neck back and looked at the sky. Sometimes it was better to just appreciate what you had.
He was the leader of the pack and one of the werewolves who had known no other life. Even as an infant he’d been transforming at the full moon and his control was impeccable. He might even say he had the most control of any werewolf. The full moon, he frolicked or kept an eye on his pack, being sure no one was foolish and assisted others with their transformations control. Making sure the newer wolves didn’t hurt anyone was a job that circulated amongst the pack. They took care of their own after all, much like he’d been raised in his teenage years, having lost his mother at fourteen.
The night life was natural to him, and he much preferred the night to the day, though he did his fair share of work during the daylight hours, it was usually in the mornings. That was why he was able to sit back and relax, enjoying the infrequent chirping from the crickets, the general silence and the gentle touch of the wind in his hair and on his cheeks. Kade was calm, but as always alert to the world around him. That would never change, as the scents of the park enveloped him in the sweet smell of cut grass, budding flowers and the crisp scent of the night air. Anyone approaching would alert him to their presence.
Nightlife in New York was just naturally expected to be active. It had two vampire clans, several lone vampires, a pack of werewolves, some lone wolves and all of that had led to the formation of the hunters. The night life was sometimes too busy, and though Kade wasn’t concerned with Ardnulls, he had reason to be concerned with all the others. Lone wolves and vampires often had little control; lone wolves were no issue tonight though. The Morettis wouldn’t hesitate to kill anyone generally, and the hunters…well it depended on the person. Some had a moral compass of only hunting those who were dangerous and with bad intent and some didn’t discriminate between a wolf with a brain and a beast snarling at them. That was the life vampires and werewolves led; one of constant concern for their own mortality.
Kade’s head snapped up alert when the new scent hit his nose. He wasn’t sure if he should remain as he was or change form. He was stronger as a wolf but communication with non-wolves became a hassle, not to mention he couldn’t be sure if the person approaching was even hostile, he’d been too quick to snap alert. He tried scenting the air again, trying to work out if it was a familiar scent of someone he knew or the scent of someone unknown to him…
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