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Sandrine Donovan

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a character in “Fibonacci”, as played by Arinna

Description

Name: Sandrine Donovan

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Affiliation: With the Runners

Appearance:
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Description of Appearance: The first word that would cross one's mind upon encountering Sandrine would be "petite". Even though she is slightly below average height, she tends to give off the impression that she is much shorter than she really is. Her large, blue eyes make her seem young and childish, although the bite marks on her lips would indicate that she is rather stressful. She is of average weight, possessing neither large muscles, nor extreme masses of fat. She tends to dress in dark and comfortable clothes, although she may wear something fancier when there's an occasion.

Personality: Sandrine is usually perceived as being sweet and optimistic, leading many to believe that she is also very innocent and gullible. The fact that she tries to be as nice to everyone as possible does not mean that she is made up of sugar and sunshine: It could be said that she is an introvert pretending to be an extrovert, and hides behind her smiling mask so well that no one knows what's going on underneath. The truth is that even though she is not calm and calculating, she instinctively guards herself from everyone, trying to render the possible damage to a minimum. Due to her habit of constantly hiding herself, she is a very good liar.

Likes: Windy weather, uncertainties, daydreaming and imagining things, taking care of her plants, listening to music (mainly New Age and dubstep), Chinese food.

Dislikes: Mathematics, most insects, people who enter her personal space, people who try to manipulate her, sushi.

Hobbies: She has lately been learning to play the piano, although she's still a beginner. She enjoys gardening, and generally learning new things about plants and fungi. She has the habit of scribbling small and badly drawn caricatures of the people around her. (She tends not to gossip, so this is like a replacement for that need.)

Any useful Equipment: Her laptop, which she uses in order to compose fractal art (she has to look at fractal images in order to be able to make premonitions) and a small notebook into which she writes her schedule and other trivial things.

So begins...

Sandrine Donovan's Story

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Character Portrait: Akihiro Almeida Character Portrait: Sandrine Donovan Character Portrait: Alan D. Creed
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"Well, through the various number sequences that kept popping up in my mind, I had a vision involving the breakthrough of an AIDS vaccine, an unlucky man winning a jackpot to support his struggling family, the development of a supercomputer which will change the face of technology. However, the most shocking and alarming image I saw was an explosion at the Rockefeller center which will happen two days later at night." Akihiro said to Sandrine, as he started off in a happy tone but through the use of cadence, the tone dropped to a more serious and attentive mood since the last part of Aki's thought/sentence was serious and must be stopped due to the fact that the event will kill a substantial amount of people in/near the building.

"But, anyway, that's what I saw, Now where's Alan, he should be waking up by now." Akihiro added.

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Alan.

"Three one four one. Five-nine, two six five three. Five-eight-nine." He spoke quickly into his cell phone, sliding the bolt home on his rifle. The smell of coffee caught his attention, forcing a pause in his actions. "French roast? Hmm. Six point seven miles, yeah. Make it so." a click, the phone snapped shut. Adjusting his glasses, and setting aside the rifle, a Browning X-Bolt Stalker, he heads for the stairs. The others were down there, the echoes reached him as he slipped on a shirt- "Alan being suspicious..." So, they thought him different. No matter.

Pausing at the door, he grabs a pistol- 9mm, extended mag. with a custom silencer built into the barrel, and slips the gun into a shoulder holster. Odds were he wouldn't need it, the others were simply math-heads...he was the real threat. While unable to use numbers for practical things, they could see things..things Alan didn't understand, or care about. He was simply tasked with keeping the group safe- no matter what. His skills came from calculating out patterns of battle, and finding obscure trajectories. His was a hands-on math.

Clomping down the stairs, one hand on the rail, he runs a few things through his head- passing windows he glances out, taking stock of the world. He kept a detailed accounting of the views from the windows- Liscence plates, pedestrians, shadows ect. The coast looked clear, passing the final window before the foot of the stairs. His eyes shift, tracking across the room, towards the smell of coffee and the sounds of talking. Small quick steps carry him through the room and into the kitchen, one hand moving to snag a mug. "Doubts. How quaint."

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"Well... I have some doubts about him but he's sketchy and shady to me. But that's my opinion..." Akihiro said and he stopped right in the middle of his thought seeing Alan moving towards a mug in the kitchen. Akihiro usually seems nervous when Alan is around him because of his presence. "Hello... Alan.... How-how... are... you..." Akihiro said in broken words showing evident fear towards Alan. Akihiro would never be like this in front of anybody but he is afraid of Alan and what he might do to him.

"We were, um..., just talking about what we saw through... the... numbers." Akihiro added saying the words slowly in a fearful disposition. After squaking out the words in a broken manner, he just breathed slowly.

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Alan

The sputtering words of the one were ignored- Fear was thick in the air, to Alan it was just the way things went. Sipping his drink, after first blowing away a bit of the heat he takes the toast, and sets it aside. The female was new, but already her laughter was becoming a fixture of the building- it was nice though. So much dread and doom, all the drama..it was nice to hear a real belly-acher of a laugh now and then. Plus he had to agree, the situation WAS funny; Alan was a bad-guy, he hurt people...the hell was he doing playing nurse-maid?

"I wouldn't waste the bullets..." he mutters, setting the mug next to the toast. "A bombing? But why? You two are about as useful as tits on a frog. You can see an event...but not WHY it happens. For all we know I could be blowing the place up..." he shakes his head, moving to the fridge- he wanted jelly. Dry toast was boring. To his frustration they were out of strawberry, and only had some grape left. "Who ate all my jelly?"

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Akihiro quickly regained his composure and said to Alan in a "matter of fact" tone "Well, I saw the event but I theorized on who would do it. It isn't like I could just instantly know who did it through seeing the sequences of numbers scribbled in the endless pages in my notebook." Sighing, Akihiro then turned his attention to Sandrine "I'm going out for a bit, Sandrine, I'll see you later" Akihiro added and then he went out of the house as he stepped on the sidewalk and continued walking on the pavement.

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