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Jackie Rusa

"Never judge a book by it's cover. Cliche I know. Stop looking at me."

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a character in “Beyond The Sea”, as played by Haas33

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{"People treat books like they treat each other: with judgment and ridicule until they peel back the cover”}
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|{Full Name}|
Jacquelyn Vivlion Rusa

|{Nickname}|
Jackie. Nobody really calls her Jaquelyn unless you want to annoy her.

|{Age}|
23

|{Nationality}|
Atlantian

|{Sexuality}|
Straight/Heterosexual

|{Occupation}|
Library Owner

|{Group}|
Orphic, although she is not against the Alterists. Anyone is welcome in her library,
but for publicity's sake, she says she only offers service to Orphic people.




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|{Appearance}|
The first thing you might notice when you stumble upon this petite librarian is her fluffy mane of blonde curls that give of a very lion-like vibe. She used to to try and mange her natural curls but alas, the beast must be set free. Other than her golden locks, one might notice how incredibly short she is. Standing at just barely five foot (152.4 cm), most people tend to look past her or mistake her for a little kid. She has fairly boring blue-green eyes that sparkle when she is reading a good book. Her thing lips are usually pressed into a wry grin and her ears and nose match her smallish face. She has several piercings that line up her ear that in some odd way like classy on her rather than punk or alternative. She is in no way curvy, with a cute little butt (sadly) proportional breasts that match her small figure. Her legs are normally bruised in odd places due to her clumsiness and she has a strange moon shaped birthmark on her lower back but other than that, she has few blemishes. Genetics treated her well and gave her acne-free soft skin.

|{Power}|
Jackie's powers are a little odd because although she is Orphic, she doesn't drain easily. Because her power naturally happens in short bursts, she doesn't get drained unless she is doing in constantly all day. And while working in a library, using her power doesn't happen that often. By touching someone or prolonged eye contact she can read a person's mind. However, she can only see what they are thinking right at that moment. And people's thoughts tend to be sporadic and a little hard to understand: flashes of words, thoughts, images, memories, places, people. It all flashes into Jackie's mind for a couple seconds before this mental bond is broken. Her mind naturally does this as a form of defense against it's draining aspect. Through these sporadic thoughts, Jackie has found a way to cut out the 'useless' thoughts and focus on what is important: What do they want? Why are they here? What do they think of her? She uses this to her advantage when helping people find books because more times that not, they don't even know what they are looking for or what they want. It also helps her to determine if someone is coming into her library for malicious reasons: steal ancient books, important Orphic ritual books, etc. Her power also always her to send short telepathic blurbs. Because this doesn't push into someone's mind, it requires little energy. Unfortunately, she can't know anyone's response to her telepathic messages

|{Likes}|
Reading
Singing
Writing
The smell of books
books
Flowers
The color of peaches
The museum
Rock Music
food

|{Dislikes}|
cleaning
being told she's short
being told she looks like a lion
people who underestimate her
people who don't accept each other
being alone
feeling left out

|{Hobbies || Talents}|
Reading (anything)
Writing (freelance writing)
Singing (anytime all the time)
Drawing (just a few simple sketches)
Dancing (although she isn't amazing)

|{Fears || Weaknesses}|
Being alone
Afraid that there will be a leak in their underwater city
Drowning (ironic huh?)
Being forgotten
She's tiny and easily overtaken

|{Secrets}|
She has yet to know the real extend of her mental powers, as she has never wanted to make herself pass out. She may be able to control minds or look into people's memories.
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|{Personality}|
Jackie is a bit of a fiery outspoken person who you might least expect to be the owner of a library. her sharp tongue and easily angered self sometimes gets in the way of her making friends. Her quirky and flamboyant attitude sometimes also sets her apart from others, and she feels a bit forgotten. She doesn't like to be underestimated or jokes about, because although she may be tiny, her kicks are lethal. She loves reading, often dozing off late at night with a face in a book. However, many things interest her and sometimes that fiery personality turns into a sparkle when she is focused on something that she loves. She shows a lot of respect for her elders, however, and makes a point of putting them first. Behind her dry sense of humor and sarcastic remarks, she is actually very self conscious and upset with the way people view her- like a little girl often mistaken for 16 instead of 23. Sometimes a spark of sadness over the loss of her family will twist up through her gut and swallow her whole, but then she will swallow the sadness and turn it into determination. She avoids talking about her family at all costs and because of this she may come across as dismissive or mean. She has a spitfire no-nonsense personality that reeks of confidence. What she lacks in height she makes up in her big personality. Some might call her a bitch, but she laughs at the comments. She has a very hard time making friends and has extreme commitment issues. She's waiting for someone to look past her sly grins and multiple eye rolls to see the real her- the one who is sad and afraid and lonely. She is far from depressed, but she fears the demons that claimed her father. Instead of mourning over the memories of her mother her father gave to her, she clings to them desperately. She writes down all she remembers of her mother and father and keeps them close to her heart. SHe keeps her mother's and father's wedding rings on a chain around her neck so she never forgets them. They give her confidence. ANd sometimes she can hear them whispering in her head or visiting her dreams.




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|{History}|
Jackie never knew her mother because she died during childbirth. Instead she grew up with her book loving father who owned the library. She grew up reading books side by side with her father, whom she adored. Her father was a gentle man who taught Jackie himself. When she came into her powers, he taught her how to control them so she wouldn't drain herself, as she had similar mental powers to him. She looked nothing like her father but was nearly the spitting image of her mother, which might have been why her father loved Jackie so fondly. She practically grew up in the library which was why she knew her way around it so well, as it was enormous. Several ladders were put in place because of her very short mother, which then came in use for Jackie herself. Jackie, however, had her heart set on on performing at the Cabaret, instead of picking up the 'family business' of running the library. However, her father started showing severe sings of depression. He started coming into work less, making Jackie take more shifts and know how to fully run the library. She would find him crying at night and when she would go into his room to comfort him, he'd quickly wipe the tears away and deny it. Jackie talked to a doctor to see if anything could be done to help. He prescribed pills but her father did not take them. One day he committed suicide in a devastating way. He grabbed Jackie's hand, and used his mental abilities to show her all of his memories of her mother, refusing to let go until he had passed out unconscious on the floor, in a coma. Two days later, he passed away. Jackie couldn't help but feel responsible for his death, because she was the reason her mother was not here. He left the library to her in his will, and at only 23 she took full ownership of it, giving up her singing and dancing dreams. Occasionally, you can find her singing to herself or dancing to her own beat when no one is around. All alone, she fears she will never find love.




|{Theme Song}
Therapy by All TIme Low
"I think that keeping this up could be dangerous
I'm flesh and bone, I'm a rolling stone,
And the experts say I'm delirious.
GIve me therapy.
I'm a walking travesty but I'm smiling at everything."

|{Face Claim}
Annasophia Robb

Character Dialogue || #FF8080

So begins...

Jackie Rusa's Story

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~ January 15th, 8 pm. ~




ImageImage Tonight is a very special night. Perhaps the most special night if you don't count Christmas or New Years. January 15th is Conjoinment Day in Atlantis. That's the day when the surface dwellers first came down into the underwater city, connecting themselves with the seafarers, creating one indivisible population that still resides inside Atlantis's great protection today. Traditionally, the holiday is spent in great celebration. The Cabaret, Pub, and Casino are usually packed, and even on the streets, crowds of socialites are chatting and cheering. Everyone is dressed to the nines, whether they be dancing in the club or just chilling out at home. It's supposed to be a very peaceful, unified day full of fun and excitement. But during these times of segregation, revolution, and change, tradition may not last for too long...




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Jackie Rusa was spending her first Conjoinment Day completely and utterly alone. Weirdly enough, this didn't bother her as she quietly shelved the books she had stacked in her hands, walking through the maze of bookshelves with ease. The smell of old books and old wood shelves wafted up to her, calming her tingling senses. As the last book found its place between two others, she brushed a stray curl back from her face with a long slender finger. She sighed, the soft sound shattering the complete silence that suffocated her. Sometimes she felt so alone in this world, trapped between two bookshelves, hidden away in a gigantic library surrounded by forgotten tales of love, adventure, and tradition. But then she'd spot a book she'd recognize and she'd sit down and read, filling the gaps in her existence with someone else's story.

She supposed she should probably watch the parade or go to a party of some sort instead of stuffing herself in her library for the night, but without her dad it just wasn't the same. Every year they would watch the parade, then meander down to the museum where he would tell her stories about the Orphic's, about his grandfather and his great grandfather and every tradition passed on down through her family (the gigantic library being one of them).

Jackie made her way up to the front of the library and turned off the lights for the night. She closed on Conjoinment Day because nobody ever visited on that day, too many other festivities in mind. Although she did have some great ancient literature preserved carefully in a special section of the library, some of the more famous and historical books she had donated to the museum, so most people made a trip there rather than the library when they wanted to commemorate the day. With one last glance into her dark library, she shut the door and locked it.

She pushed her way through the crowd to reach the museum not too far away, hoping to get in before people rushed in after the parade. When she pushed open the doors some families could already be found milling about. She wove her way through the maze of exhibits, stopping briefly at a couple that looked new. She skirted past two employees, not really looking for a run down on Orphic history (since she'd spent a good deal reading about it.) She continued on until she found her favorite exhibit, down the hall from the great ship wreck exhibit. It was what seemed to be a rather ordinary looking inkwell, more pot like, to match the Minoan style. Her great grandfather had made it as a gift to his wife who was a well known writer of her time. However, he wasn't much of a potter and it took him five times just to get the shape right, twice more for the clay to dry and set properly without breaks or cracks. His wife had loved it so much that she used it every time she wrote, and when she died she passed it onto their eldest daughter until it came into Jackie's dad's possession, him being an only child. As he was not a writer and the inkwell was starting to get some chips and cracks in it, he decided to give it to the museum so that others could admire it.

Jackie's father had told her this story every time she came here.

A tear rolled down her cheek as she stared longingly at the glass case holding a lifetime of memories.





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"Black coffee please. No cream no sugar. Atta boy Johnny." The voice of one of his regular customer barely registered in his head as he automatically tipped the coffee pot, little the dark liquid splash into the cup. Rickie, an older gentleman who came here more often than some of his employees did, sat in his usual spot by the diner bar.

"Coffee and Cream Cafe" Wasn't just a coffee shop, they also served sandwiches and breakfast, but their menu wasn't huge. The drink menu well surpassed that actual food menu, but John had decided to add in a counter by the register and barista area for a bit of a closer feel.

"Anything else I can get for you Rickie?" John asked, walking around from the counter, coffee pot in tow, ready to refill some of the customers waiting at the tables. It wasn't too busy because it was Conjoinment Day, but it certainly wasn't slow because some other places could be closed. John didn't bother to stick around for Rickie's reply because he knew it would be a no, the man only ever came here for coffee and never had food. Moving from table to table he noticed a sort of buzz between tables. People were kinder, occasionally getting up and striking a conversation with an Alterist or Oprhic, despite issues. It made John happy to see people recognizing each other as people rather than Alterist vs. Orphic. Tomorrow it probably wouldn't be this light and cheery. In fact lately his little coffee shop had been tense and high strung. Just the other day he had to kick an Alterist man out for nearly starting a fist fight with one of his older Orphic regulars. Things have been weird lately.

He strode over to a lone woman sitting a table. She was rather pretty and John put on a wry smile, gripping the coffee pot tighter. Maybe he would be lucky and wouldn't be alone again on Conjoinment Day.

"Excuse me, beautiful, would you like some more coffee?" He asked, holding up the coffee pot with a casual smile.

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