Soundtracks: (Also several songs that Lauryn herself likes)
Glee Cast - Survivor/I Will Survive
The Cab - Living Louder (Well, this one maybe not so much. But still something she likes, yeah?)
Charice - Louder (Uh. I'm not even entirely sure what I'm going for now. But yeah.)
Nicknames:
'L' to basically everyone, unless you happen to be some kind of unconditional douche.
Age: 18
Birthdate: October 3rd, 1994
Home Town: New York. (I find it offensive that someone could not know where that is, and I'm Canadian!)
Sexuality: Bisexual (but, you know, leaning to the homosexual just because she can). 'Closet? What closet?'
School:
Arcana. Why? Well, my friends, Arcana just happened to be the first school application that she picked up first! No, really. Noctrum's was just under it in the pile. Lauryn's not exactly the type to care about what kind of school experience she's about to have, as you can see.
Power: [Clairsentience] -
Or, in other words (and without the fancy terminology), the ability to obtain the history/memories of someone or something; just by a simple touch of the fingertips. The physical aspect of it means that Lauryn can't exactly control her power, which is why when she accidentally touches anything --given that her eyes are closed-- a flashback will hit her no matter her efforts. These non-committal blasts from the past only show her things that happened anywhere between say, a minute before to half an hour; and they stop as soon as she breaks contact. Exceedingly annoying, especially when she's trying to go sleep, but wearing gloves (that only she has owned) usually cancels it out pretty well.
Now, when Lauryn actually tries to fish some specific history out, it takes a little more effort. First of all, she literally can't do anything but focus: so she pretty much just stands there for that moment, closed off from the world. Secondly, her limit is for things that happened, at the most, a week ago; and even then that's kind of stretching it. Wading through too much time and memory runs the risk of Lauryn actually forgetting herself, something that pulls her into a coma until the past catches up to the present. Breaking the touch of her fingers, by then, doesn't help. That being said, though, this kid can find pretty much everything in that time period. Health, places said person/object has been in, people they've been with, and anything else if you can think of it (besides thoughts. Those don't count). She also gets a headache if she uses her ability too much.
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 115lbs
Hair Colour: Blonde
Eye Colour: Deep blue
Personality:
First of all, I really did mean it when I said that Lauryn could've easily went to either school. She's a glaring realist, and honestly? Kid isn't entirely nice enough to be star Arcana material, or likewise as much of a bitch as Noctrum would've wanted her to be. She's friendly to all strangers and people as a matter of principle, but it's not like she'd suddenly help them --or anyone-- with favors. In fact, suffice it to say that Lauryn probably won't do much more than she has to: "Nobody's perfect, and I'm damn well not a push-over. I won't always be able to lend a hand, nor will I always be there as a shoulder to cry on. It's human nature, and I'm really not into sugar-coating these things when they're promises that I know I can't keep. I won't delude myself to believe that I'm anyone's knight in shining armor." But, needless to say, she's still a pretty good friend to have. Most of the time, she's almost brutally honest with her opinions of people; if Lauryn has a problem with you, then she'll damn well sure talk about it. And if you have a problem with her? She'll make your life equally just as miserable.
Otherwise, you'll find that Lauryn's pretty much the epitome of 'calm and collected'. There aren't many things that really bother her, and she finds most insults kind of funny. She doesn't like depending on anyone besides herself, and she's often pretty confident about her own. Lauryn's mastered the art of deflection, kid never talks about her problems, even if you confront her about it and ask outright. There's been several instances where she literally pointed at something and then ran down the hall to avoid the topic. "Hey, I can deal with it, alright? I don't need help." Oh, and things like challenges? Lauryn's beyond competitive. So, well, a little arrogant in that way, I suppose. And just to put it out there, she's definitely not a romantic.
To wrap it up, Lauryn is really just the type of person that always knows what they're doing; in complete control of herself all the time (and in the literal sense, too. She's a dancer). She's sarcastic to an extent, but usually just in a charming, friendly way. Like all Arcana students, sympathy is something that she's willing to give; but bear in mind that she'll never push, never really talk about it unless you start off the topic. Lauryn treats most of the people she knows pretty much the same, and hates to judge. She's easy to approach, as long as you aren't planning to punch her in the face or something.
Oh, right. And Lauryn does get a little wild when she dances, or when there's a bottle of beer at hand. Who doesn't, right? Dancing is actually probably the only time that she ever feels one-hundred percent herself: completely weightless without any bits of her past over her shoulders. So, well. Her happy place.
Likes:
+ Dancing (well, of course)
+ Sleeping
+ High places
+ A challenge
+ Unpredictable things
+ People who can carry their own
+ Winning (oh, come on. Who doesn't?)
+ Solitude, every so often
+ The sunset/sunrise
Dislikes:
- Rain
- Innocence (really, who does?)
- The unconditional douche
- Baseless arguments
- Commitment
- People who don't listen
- Being forced to look too far back with her powers
- Losing her gloves, when she wants to sleep
- Being framed
Hobbies/Talents:
+ Dancing (Oh, believe me. She's good
+ Reading/Studying (Come on, a bad student in Arcana? God forbid!)
+ Wandering to secluded places
+ Going to the gym and running/working out, just because she can
Fears:
- Being trapped in a murder/nightmare by power-induced coma
- Claustrophobia: fear of small, closed spaces in absolute darkness
- Letting someone down/not being there at that one moment when she should be (hence why many relationships are strictly friend-zone)
- Being betrayed by someone particularly intimate/important (trust issues!)
History:
From a supernatural's point of view, Lauryn's life was supposed to be (and was, for a little while) sickeningly normal. Her parents weren't abusive, alcoholics, or drug addicts; nor were the family of four particularly rich to have issues like power struggles and conspiracies. Her sister wasn't some over-manipulative bitch who tried to steal her toys or emotionally scarred her, either. Simply put, they were the polar opposites of dysfunctional; like the perfect vision of a family, living in the bowels of New York. But the thing that most people tend to notice first is the fact that none of them, even including ancestors, had superpowers; which probably makes up for the biggest reason as to why they were actually happy. Because, you know, the world is so much easier to deal with when fire isn't coming out of your hands (or, in her case, you don't have flashbacks on 'How To Be A Rock' every time she tries to chuck one through a window). Then again, the universe has an uncanny addiction to being a petty troll, so bringing back the key words: supposed to be normal.
The first bump in her life came rolling along when Lauryn was around the age of eight, in the back seat of a car among the dead of night. Her parents were making the return home from a extended road trip to the nearby state (which I have absolutely no idea is where, actually) and, as it usually goes for tales in midnight, sleep deprivation was obviously a problem for more than just the kids (which, by the way, includes her four-years-older sister Quinn). To make a slightly depressing story short, let's just say that Lauryn inadvertently woke up to the acrid smell of leaking gas, sandwiched metal, and that mildly disturbing tang of blood belonging to those in the front seat; whilst stuck to a tree at the side of the still-yet abandoned highway. Her parents were definitely knocked out at that point --if not dead already--, and the children were certainly incapable of finding a way out of the seatbelt's choke-hold; or doing much in the situation at all. And, in the end, this was how the ambulances found them several hours later at dawn. (And if you haven't noticed already, this car crash was how Lauryn's claustrophobia came about.)
From one bump comes another, so to speak. Perhaps it was the sudden, complete desperation to remember what the hell happened when she went to sleep or something else entirely that triggered some remote, dormant gene to develop Lauryn's ability; but the fact remains. It probably wasn't particularly healthy for this to come around just as she and her sister began to be bounced around with relatives, although the constant, involuntary escape to someone/something else's life made for some sort of coping method. To others, staring out at apparently nothing equated to the understandable shock of losing her parents, so none suspected the wiser. Either way, that particular chunk of Lauryn's life and memories became incredibly detached, as she was sucking up the past of everything else around her, and that was pretty much how she remained emotionally sound. So, in other words, by distracting herself and pretending it happened to someone else entirely.
But that, unfortunately, was not an option for her sister. Quinn fell through a continuous downward spiral, slowly self-destructing as she and Lauryn were tossed back and forth between homes. What started with skipping school and flunking grades progressed to, over the span of five or so years, a cycle of drugs and violence with a side of chronical depression; until, well, that one day that she just couldn't take it anymore. And Lauryn? It's kind of hard not to blame yourself for something that you've seen coming, but had absolutely no idea how to deal with. She still does, of course, although most of these thoughts (like all of her problems) go by unnoticed by pretty much everyone; as long as she can help it, anyway.
Losing her last standing family member, even if said family hadn't even really been 'there' for a few years, was something that almost broke the kid; had it not been for the fact that she'd been through loss before. So, like last time, Lauryn went hunting for a pleasant distraction; eventually finding a list of schools where she could easily lose herself in (because, at that point, she hadn't really given many thoughts towards her power). And that's pretty much how she ended up at Arcana at the age of fourteen, wholly independent be it not for some financial support from her relatives.
Four years later, and life is going pretty good again. Don't bother with pity, the past is way behind her. Or most of it, anyway.
Anything else?
Lauryn has a large collection of gloves, and she'll always have two pairs around with her. Needless to say, she'd be wearing one most of the time.
She also likes hats. Lots of hats.