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Description
Typically wears a white dress when acting as the Mother Confessor. The weave of the fabric is fine and smooth and bears none of the lace or frills of more conventional dresses, with no print or colors. She wears boots of leather. Long white blonde hair brushes her lower back, the length of which is a symbol of her authority and position as the Mother Confessor.
Personality
She is courageous and determined, full of intelligence and wit.
Equipment
Able to invoke an ability called the Con Dar. The Con Dar enhances a Confessor's power by decreasing recovery time to zero and also gaining ranged use of their ability, as opposed to 'touching' a person. However, the Con Dar may only be invoked by a Confessor to protect the one she loves most. Con Dar literally means "blood rage."
At the edge of one of the gravel paths, she stood silently, studying the rose bush with piercing blue eyes. Reaching out to touch the petals of one of the flowers, she smiles softly and leaves the rosebush to walk along the path.
Coughing at the exhaust from the bike that flew by her, she covered her mouth with her hand and had her head turned to the side when she heard the bike stop by her. Lifting her gaze from the path, she studied the man who was on the bike. "Nice bike," she said.
"Wing City Gardens," she answered softly and flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder. "Where are you headed?" she asked as she looked around a bit.
"Taking a relaxing walk through the gardens, actually," she said softly and turned to look at the gardens. "My favorite place to relax." She turned and looked back at him and smiled. "My name is Nicole."
She chewed on her bottom lip as her gaze dropped to his hand. "I'm sorry, but I don't... shake hands..." she said softly. "I'm not trying to be rude or anything. I have trouble touching other people."
"It is beautiful isn't it?" she asked as she walked to a nearby flower patch. "Everything is serene and calm here. Its enjoyable really."
She laughed lightly and picked a flower. "Would you like to take a walk with me then?" she asked softly, plucking a few more flowers.
"Well I've moved here from Middle Realm," she said and began twisting the stalks of flowers together. "I had only come here to visit, but found I liked it here."
"There really isn't much to tell," she said and started walking, plucking a few more flowers off bushes and the ground. "What would you like to know?" she asked as she looked over at him.
"There really isn't much to tell," she said and started walking, plucking a few more flowers off bushes and the ground. "What would you like to know?" she asked as she looked over at him.
"Oh no, no family around," she said softly and finished making a flower necklace and hung it on a tree branch. "My family was murdered a number of years ago. I mourn their loss everyday, but I live with the sadness easily."
Looking at him, she chewed on her bottom lip and knelt down beside him. "Its okay though," she said softly and looked at him. "They gave their lives so I could live."
Her eyes drifted to the flowers in front of them. "It was nice, really," she said softly and ran her fingers over the petals softly.
Chewing on her bottom lip lightly, she laid her hand gently upon his arm, making sure material was between the skin of her hand and him. "I'm sorry," she said softly. "I...I didn't know..."
"I had.. a little brother..." she said softly and pushed herself to her feet and walked a little ways. "His name was Johnny. He was four..."
She stepped closer to the lake and let out a soft sigh. "They...were very kind..." she said softly and stepped into the shallow water.
"An older sister," she said softly and hung her head, looking at their reflection in the water. Tears threatened and made their way down her cheeks.
She shook her head. "No, its okay," she said softly and looked at the reflection again. "Thank you, though," she said with a soft smile. "I hadn't thought of them since I left Middle Realm."
Turning to him, she smiled softly, "You'll have a family someday, Kazuma."
She watched him and looked back at the water once more. "Someday," she said softly and followed him away from the water.