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Quinn

A figure floated lazily about in the void. Nothing but pale hues marked their presence about him. The space seemed to go on forever. It was in a constsnt state of flux. At the moment things were rather boring. No other person occupied the space, not that there weren't people. He met plenty of people, but either they were too much of a bore to hang around or they just couldn't get a grasp on him. And he had his fill of irritating at the moment.

Instead he floated with the void colours. The overall change in scenery was slow, but it didn't bother him. The colours swirled about him like clouds in motion, their own secret dance. Most of his time was spent like this. Just floating. He always dreamed he could fly, but like they all say "You can't always get what you want". He was content with his hovering, not like there was any rush.
His short, aburn hair tickled his eyes as he slowly twisted around with the colours. He frowned deciding he could use a bit of a change. Within the next rotation he had transformed into the female version of his other self. in all honsety, she didn't like either of her forms. Something about them just screamed uneasiness and rage, but once again, that was something she had no control of. She pushed thought away like a bad taste and went back to floating in blistful nothingness.

Too much time had been wasted when she first arrived here. Wherever 'here' was. And with nothing to go on but a name and two faces, Quinn descided to take them all. It made things easier when you didn't have to pick and choose.