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Sage Hawkins

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a character in “Hand of Justice: Time of Need”, originally authored by anything14, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Age/grade: 17/12

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Sage has pale skin, sparkling blue eyes, dark, gently curled hair, and an elegant bone structure she inherited from her mother. She is slender, and shows almost no signs of muscle, despite all of her training. She usually wears fake glasses to school, that look a lot like her father's, it's her way of still being close to him despite his amnesia.
Personality: Sage is the type of person who hates to get be in the center of attention, but can deal with the lime lights in small doses. She has never been good at making friends, due she has trust issues, as a result of being used by people she considered friends over and over again. She presents a very distant exterior, her way of trying not to get hurt again by those she cares about, but she is actually a very sweet, kind and loving girl. She is loyal to those who she cares about and is always willing to help those in need no matter what. Due to her father's business, Sage will sometimes have to deal with clients, though she is not legally able to take over the company until she is 19. Sage hates the wealthy lifestyle, though, when needed, Sage can be a perfect lady, very charming and charismatic, though most of the time you'll find her to be incredibly clumsy and accident prone. Sage tries to make decisions based on her head only, but, if she is passionate about something, she has a tendency to allow her emotions to take control. Sage is also very intelligent, thanks partially to good schooling and the numerous books she read as a child, but also to her photographic memory. Sage is also very technically savvy, and can do things such as hack computers, very easily. If it is something Sage believes in she will put her heart and soul into it, making her very determined and stubborn.

Weapons: Sage is trained in many different styles of fighting, both hand to hand combat as well numerous weapons. She prefers weapons in pairs(for example her two hook swords, double judges pens) Sage has excellent accuracy. As Halo, she has numerous, thin throwing knives in two holsters strapped on to her leg.) She is very good with technology(due to her father owning a corporation that produces innovating technology). Thanks to years of dance, gymnastics, and training, she is very fast, agile and flexible, she has learned to use her opponent's own strength against them(a trait that she more learned from her father, than anyone else.) She carries a small laptop around with her.

Suit: Sage wears a black strapless, body suit with a sweetheart neckline paired with a black fitted biker jacket that stops just above her waist, with black combat boots. She has numerous holsters , on her legs, which she takes full advantage of. She wears a black eye mask as well as a black wide brim baseball cap with a large tilted yellow halo spray painted around the top of the hat.

History: Saigel was born to a gang kid, turned kind, successful CEO of a technology and security company and actress. Despite the vast wealth that her family possessed, Saigel was a quite, keep to herself type of kid. She never asked for anything, and when she did it was either for her busy parents to spend time with her or a necessity. The family spent a lot of time traveling around Asia due to different business deals that her father had to make, allowing for Sage to begin mastering numerous different styles of martial arts, not only to pass the time, but also for her own protection in the dangerous city of London, Ontario. When they weren't traveling, Sage enjoyed, and excelled, at music, gymnastics, and dance. However, she grew to hate school, the other girls would often tease and ostracize her, calling her four eyes, because of the fake glasses she wore in order to look more like her father. She tried to make friends, but most of the time, they would end up betraying or playing tricks on her. Having no actual friends, Sage turned to literature, spending hours a day at the public library, and building and taking apart appliances. However, when she was fourteen, she came home from school, to find her mother lying on the floor of the living room in a pool of blood, and her father with a gun shot in his head, but still alive. Both were, rushed to the hospital. Her mother was pronounced dead on arrival. Her father survived, but when he woke up, Sage found that he could not remember her or his life before. He has been hospitalized ever since, every few months he forgets all the information that they have shared, and every time this happens Sage comes to visit him, she has to reintroduce herself, though she has since stopped mentioning that she is his daughter since it pains her to see the sad and disheartened look on his face when he tries to remember her but can't, until the doctors can figure out why it is happening. With the police investigation creeping by slowly, began to dress as Halo, and began to gather information of the crime world. Though if she sees someone in need of help, then she is more than willing to spring into action. She lives in the spacious penthouse by herself, becoming even more of an introvert than she already was. Sage has heard of and seen Blake Phoenix around school, but she doesn't think that he knows who she is.

Highschool attended: John Paul II
Name: "Saigel [(pronounced like say- jill), Sage, Hawkins (Halo)"
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Sage Hawkins's Story

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Sage smiled slightly to herself, as she walked down the nearly vacant halls of John Paul II high school. The bell announcing that the first day of school had rung nearly a half an hour ago, and, besides the occasional janitor, the halls were completely empty. It was a pleasant change from the constant hustle and bustle of what they normally were, and especially so on the first day of school. The air thick with laughter, gleeful squeals, and numerous voices of friends catching up with one another after a long summer break. Sage hung her head low, allowing her loose curls to fall in front of her face, as the familiar sense of loneliness washed over her as the reality that she's never really had anyone who she could laugh with or catch up with.
Clenching her fists tightly, she shook her head and continued on her path towards the library. It only took her a few moments to arrive in the large room, where only a few kids dotted the chairs clustered between the mahogany bookshelves. She navigated her way towards a computer that someone had left running. She quickly typed in her password, and pressed enter. Sage could hear hushed voices coming from somewhere in the library, but she ignored them for the time being.
Once allowed access, she quickly pressed three keys causing the screen to go blue, with white numbers and letters dotting the screen. Barley glancing at the keyboard, Sage typed in a series of numbers and letters to complete the program, and with a single strike of the enter button, the screen turned black with a large, yellow circle appearing on the screen. With the words, Welcome Back Halo, printed in an elegant type below.
Sage smiled, and took off her fake glasses, ones which she really only wore for the fun of it, and placed them beside her on the table. Cracking her knuckles, she smirked, and whispered "Time to get to work," as her hands once again resumed their vigorous typing. Though her eyes were fixed diligently on screen in front of her, her mind was in a world all it's own.

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Blake stayed seated in class for a while after the bell. Tonight Blake and Jason had to get some info, and they may get shot. It was a lot to worry about. Jason was far more dedicated to this gig than Blake, Jason had failed grades because he was on a big drug bust. Blake was dedicated to his job as The Huntsman, but his life as Blake was equally as important to him. If Blake wanted to be a Great hero, he needed to stop worrying about himself as much.

Blake was the last person to walk down the hall, the halls were barren and nothing but a few unwanted "Rules of Mrs.whoever's class" lists. Blake was headed to the library for a bit. That's where he met Jason, JP2 had a better library and maybe they could see if anyone had joined their anonymous internet page or messaged them wanting to join. Blake walked into the Library which had many rows of books of all types lining the walls in a semi circle and then they all met in the centre of the library where there was a circle of about thirty computers. Blake sat beside a girl that he had seen around, she was in his english class, but he didn't know her very well. Blake logged into his computer not really giving her or her computer monitor a glance. "Hey." Blake said to her.

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Sage jumped as the sound of a low "Hey," pierced through the air, breaking the deep trance that she always got in when she was hacking something. Her fingers stopped typing, and she whipped her head around to see Blake Phoenix, sitting at the monitor beside her. She recognized him from her English class, though, she didn't talk to him, or anyone else for that matter, she knew a little about the friendly teen based on the bits of information she had gathered from her time reading in the halls or studying in the library during her lunch period.
"Uh...hey," she said holding up her hand in a hello gesture.
Out of the corner of her eye she saw her yellow cursor, blinking where she had left off typing. Sage had been trying to hack into one of Franko's lackie's cellphone. But she had to be careful, Franko had installed numerous trips to prevent hacking, and it could take Sage the better part of an hour to even get anywhere close to hacking into one of his minions cellphone's for information. She had over heard some chatter of a plan that was set to go down, but as for the precise information...well that's what she was trying to figure out at the moment.
She turned her attention back towards Blake, maybe if she could provide some idle chat then he wouldn't notice what she was doing, or the fact that what she was doing was illegal. Just as she opened her mouth, an audible beep came from her computer.
"Shit," she yelled, noticing that the cellphone that she was trying to hack was now playing around with her very computer.
The frantic typing once again resumed, accompanied now by wide, blue eyes filled with a desperate frustration. But soon enough the computer gave out with in a flurry of sparks, leaving behind a fading a smiling face, it's lips sewn together and a single line of red blood trailing from the corner of its mouth.
Gritting her teeth together, Sage slammed her fist down on the table, and cried "Damn you Franko," realizing, only too late that she was not alone.

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"Smooth." Blake said. Blake assumed she was some loner gamer chick losing another game. He had met a few, hearing the name Franko raised his brow though, he tried to hide it. He was good at this sort of thing, going to highschool was like dodging a fight every day, and Blake hiding his emotions were one way of preventing himself from committing manslaughter.

Blake watched the look on her face as she realized she wasn't the only soul in the library. Blake took a look at her monitor and noticed a grotesque mouth sewn shut. Blake knew he had found something very odd. He just didn't quite know what to make of it. Blake just turned back to his monitor and went onto The Hand of Justice's web page. "Holy shit!," Blake exclaimed, "Have you seen these guys? They're real life super heroes, and they want to get some fresh meat." Blake said to Sage. He remembered her name from her being made fun of in class. "Wouldn't that be awesome?" Blake asked her acting as if he was just trying to be social. This girl obviously had some sort of skill with computers to get it to do that to her. She could be of use to The Hand.

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It was already dark by the time Sage left the school, changing out of her school uniform and into a pair of skinny jeans, a black tank top, and a dark jacket. Walking down the sparsely lit sidewalk in a somewhat bad part of town, but that didn't matter to Sage, she was too busy thinking about Blake.
Why had he reacted the way that he did. She had hacked into a phone from her computer and yelled out on of the most notorious villains London, Ontario had to offer, and he had only reacted with going on talking about some masked vigilantes, which in and of itself was already a weird topic to discuss with a classmate.
Sage's brow furrowed as she bit down harder on her thumb, having the nasty habit of chewing on her thumb when she was thinking. The name Franko had hit a nerve with him, she had only barley noticed his brow raised before he hid it, he seemed as though he had a surprising amount of experience for a boy of his age. And what did he mean by "The Hand of Justice" wanting "fresh meat"? Sage bit harder into her thumb, the metallic taste of blood filling her mouth as she pierced the skin with her canines.
"Could he have some sort of personal connection with The Hand of Justice, or the two superhero's known to operate under it, the Huntsman, and the Night Watcher?
Sage stopped walking. "Could he be one of them?" her eyes widened. Shaking her head she continued on her way to the spacious penthouse that she lived in with her trusted butler, and only friend, Arthur Giles, and her personal assistant Clayton Jeckles, while he did have his own place, he was more often or not doing something at her place.
Spotting an alley way out of the corner of her eye, she made her way down it, the alley cutting directly onto the street that her penthouse was on, saving her a good ten minutes. She spotted a group of boys who couldn't be much older then her leaning, against a wall under a flickering, overhead light, and smoking. Ignoring them, Sage flipped up her collar, and continued on her way home, until one of the boys, asked "Are you the one they call Halo?"
Sage glanced over her shoulder at the mention of the username that she had used when she was hacking, a name she had borrowed from the name of her mother's favorite perfume.
"So what if I am?" She asked straightening her back.
"Just wondering... you remind me of a chick that beat up my buddy, Spike, a few months ago. That's all," he shrugged, his goons beginning to form a circle around Sage.
Spike, A.K.A. Mike Magono, a petty thief, and one of Franko's many minions, Sage as Halo, had caught a few months ago trying to steal a purse from an old lady. When she intervened he had begun swinging at her with a knife. The fight lasted no more than a half a minute, but Spike was covered in bruises, refusing to back down to "a girl", and therefore getting his ass handed to him in the process. It seems that a few weeks in the detention center hadn't calmed his wounded pride, and now was sending his friends to do what he could not.
"You mean the creep who couldn't fight? Yeah I remember him. Why?" Sage asked tensing her muscles.
The young man shrugged, his steeled eyes the only things shining in the dark alley way. "He told me a lot about you, but failed to mention how pretty you were," he smiled lifting her chin up, so that their eyes were meeting.
Snarling, Sage slapped his hand away from her chin. Causing the rest of the boys to ohhed, and hollered, as their leader stumbled back, holding his injured hand meekly by the wrist.
He smirked, "That's okay, I like them with a little bit of fire to them. And since I like you so much, Miss.Halo, I'll let you take a shot at me, before we punish you for messing with one of our own."
Smiling, he held his arms out, as if to say, go ahead, try to hurt me
Sage gave the sweetest smile she could muster, "If you insist."
In one fluid motion, her shin collided with the side of his abdomen, sending him flying into the brick wall behind, and crumbling onto the pavement. Another boy, most likely the second in command, yelled, "Get her," sending all the boys coming at her at once.
A punch flew past her ear, narrowly hitting her head, if it hadn't been for her fast reflexes. She grabbed the arm to whom the punch belonged to, and, using his momentum, sent him flying into a boy behind her with a trash can held high above his head. All three crashed to the ground in a flurry of limbs and rotten fruit.
A smile graced her face for but a few seconds before she felt a pang of pain in her side. Instinctively, she turned and gave the the boy who had caused the pain a few sharp jabs, allowing him to join the rest of his colleagues. Not one baddy was left standing.
The feeling of warm blood trickling down her leg, caught Sage's attention, where she saw a three inch blade sticking out of her side. "Well isn't this just perfect."
Taking off her jacket, Sage bit down on the leather hard, as she counted backwards from three, and with a quick tug, freed the blade from where it was sheathed in her abdomen. Stars danced in her eyes, as the pain shot through her system like a bolt of lightening. A scream escaped her lips, muffled only by the jacket she clenched between her teeth.
Throwing the bloodied blade to one side, Sage fished some bandages from her backpack, and crudely wrapped them around the open wound, letting out a huge sigh when she realized that it did not appear to have pierced any vital organs.
Whipping out her cellphone, she quickly scrolled to the contact labeled home, not that hard when you only have five things listed on your personal cellphone.
A deep, proper, English accent answered the phone with a "Hawkins residence, how may I assist you today?"
Sage smiled in spite of her pain, Arthur's accent had always been a sort of comfort to her ever since she was little, and to this day still set her at ease whenever she heard it. "Hey Arthur, do you think you could send Clay to come and pick me up, one of the jerks had a knife on them and nicked me, nothing serious. I'm in the alley way between Horton and York," I explained.
"Master Clay will be there shortly Mistress Saigel," he droned.
She rolled her eyes at the sound of her full name, only Arthur and her parents were the only people who ever used her full name.
"Oh and Arthur, can you call the McGregor fundraiser party and tell them that I can't be there?" Sage adjusted her position so that the pain lessened slightly.
There was a pause. "But don't you think that they will want to have a representative of the company there, after all..."
"It will not be the end of the world if I don't go to some stuck up politicians stupid fundraiser, just so I can listen to all the false promises he makes, only to be bribed, shot, or corrupt this city even more than it already is. Sorry, Hawk Enterprises has bigger and more worth while things to do than invest in a scam artist in a suit. Plus their are certain perils that comes with having a seventeen years old as your unofficial, but does everything a CEO would do, as your CEO. And if anyone has a problem with that, then I'll take care of it."
"Very well Mistress Saigel, Clay and the car shall be their shortly. I look forward to your return."
"Goodbye Arthur," she said placing her phone in her back pocket.
With a start Sage gasped, "I almost forgot."
Taking out a can of yellow spray paint, she spray painted a large yellow circle on each of the boys chests', and above she wrote, aeterna justitia, Eternal Justice.

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((How about you all stop skipping over huge amounts of time? You just left Austyn101 and TDA to have to skip a huge amount of time too, don't do it again.))

Blake was a little worried when Jason didn't show. Blake had left the school quickly, got on his bike and went home quickly. Blake had done some of his homework waiting for it to get dark. Blake opened up his closet and popped open the hatch in the top of it that lead to his "Hand of Justice" war room. Therte were posters of super heroes on the walls. And their oath was on a plaque that was inlayed with silver words;

The blood I shed shall water the seeds of justice,
The lives I take will be a payment for peace,
I will use these Hands of Justice to give back to my city,
What has been far too long lost:
Justice.


Blake read the oath over in his head, there was a table in the middle of the room with two chairs at it. In the middle there was a dungeons and dragons map that Blake and Jason had made one night Jason actually decided to rest. There were ten other fold up chairs against the walls of the room. On the table where Blake sat there was an arrow carved into the oak of the table, where Jason sat, an axe. Blake could really see new weapons being carved into that table, and more chairs surrounding it.

Blake got on his suit which consisted of a vest like cloak, with a face mask with eye holes, black pants and boots that had soft leather soles that were silent. All of Blake's gear was made of kevlar, He had been shot once, the bullet just glanced off his left shoulder and he couldn't shoot for a week, it was even harder to hide the wound. So Blake had made a switch from his greyish blue cloak to kevlar clothing, he hadn't been shot yet, but just in case.

Blake pulled up his hood, slung his bow on his shoulder, his quiver of twenty four on his waist along with his short hand-and-a-half Katana. The blade was only about two feet long, but Blake didn't like over-encumbering weapons. Blake locked up the entrance to his room. He turned towards the back of his house and opened a small window which he easily slipped out of. Blake had to find Jason, he was getting worried, he hadn't even got a text from him.

Blake leaped from roof to roof, he rolled when he landed so he didn't make much noise. Blake had been doing this so long that it was sort of a habit now. Like walking up stairs he knew this route so well he didn't have to look down to see where his feet were, he knew he would land safely.

As blake got closer to the east end of town, where most crime happened he noticed the sound of fighting. He rushed over a few roofs to see Sage fighting off a bunch of thugs like Ip man. Blake was impressed. He ran to the side of the building and slid down one of the poles of the fire escape. When Blake got to the alley however he saw that Sage was hurt. She pulled a knife out of her side and proceeded to make her mark, then a phone call for help.

Blake walked out of the shadows with his hands in plain sight showing he was no threat. "You handled yourself pretty well out there, need some assistance?" Blake asked through The Hunstman's voice, which was thick with an English accent to hide Blake's identity.

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