Description
Medium length, auburn hair that turns blood red upon agitation; soft, round hazel eyes; smooth tan skin, with freckles along the bridge of her nose. Her usually hair is worn in a high ponytail, held together with a topaz hair-tie.
Clothes: a maroon over suit and black capris, worn with a belt that holds her weapon, Cetiri. A red lab coat completes the look.
Personality
Kind, with a fiery temper to match the flames of her hands. Can be sarcastic, often is, but very serious when she needs to be.
Equipment
Cetiri: a giant, obsidian, throwing star tipped with a poison that burns the victim from the inside out.
superpower: flame control and manipulation.
History
Born in a city not far from Jump, Aedan was born to two seemingly normal parents. A few months after she was born, however, her father died, and her mother remarried within the year to support the both. Her stepfather was a horrible man to both Aedan, and her mother, which angered Aedan, even at a young age. She first discovered her abilities when she was ten, and home alone. She was angry, for her stepfather had just forced her to watch him beat her mother so bad she had to be taken to the hospital. She was staring intently at the plant on the windowsill in her kitchen, tears slowly pouring down her face, when the plant suddenly burst into flames. She was bewildered at first, and just put the fire out. Then she tried again, this time on a piece of paper.
As she became more and more in control of her powers, Aedan began to defend herself and her mother. One day, however, that all changed. On her 16 birthday, she and her mother, with prior permission from her paranoid stepfather, were going to eat at a restaurant to celebrate. When the time came for them to leave, her stepfather changed his mind. Aedan and him argued loud and fierce, he, at one point slapping her. Finally, it became too much anger for Aedan to handle and she lost control of her power, and set the house on fire. They all got out safely, and were taken to the hospital. There, she confessed everything to her mother, with hopes of them leading a normal life away from her stepfather. Unfortunately horrified at her daughter's seemingly destructive ability, Aedan was rejected, abandoned the next night.
She found her way to Jump city, encountering more than the usual amount of thugs and villains. She looked for the Titans, and finding no one, she nearly gave up hope. She scavenged for food, digging in dumpsters, and taking whatever food a nice stranger would give her. One day while walking on the beach, she found a large piece of obsidian. Remembering her numerous encounters with goons of all kinds, she forged a giant throwing star, Cetiri. She began to train herself, learning how to use her fire to control the Cetiri. She found ways to hunt for food in the forest on the outskirts of the city. She found out as much as she could about medicines and began to form her own concoctions, one of which she puts on the tips of the Cetiri.
As she was training one day, she looked over to the abandoned Titan Tower, only to see one small light flickering in one of the top windows. She found a small dinghy and made her way over to investigate. She was surprised to find the building not abandoned at all, but inhabited by someone who would change the course of her existence, as she knew it.
So begins...
The expanse of the void was endless, and he just wanted a beer, anything good and strong, and it didnt just matrialise out of nothing. So how to get out of the endless expanse of a rather beautiful endless flower meadow was actually rather nice. It was not often he got to really just wander a flower meadow, and as beautiful as it was, there had to be a door or a window or something.
Finally finding what looked like a door frame, with no visible door per sei, he tried going through it, like it was a opening in a fence, and promptly smacked into a door panel with a hard thud. The dragon saw he couldnt fit through the door but it was infact a door. Dust was on the ground among the beautiful flowers but he felt he should not disturb the dust, it was after all possible that someone had distributed family ashes there. And just being there made the dragon shift form to his human asize and get to his knees, bowing three times towards a nearby small pile of void dust before getting to his feet.
Turning back to the door frame he found the4 handle. But something made him halt. Where there others looking for the door that he had just found ?
Kragum stopped in his tracks as Fesna's wail reached him, a chill brushing over his skin. He picked up the pace, and this time it was Kragum's turn to go in for a hug.
Fesna embraced him back and began to weep. She wasn't ready to die! She had things to do, places to see! Remorse for wasted time hit Fesna like a ton of bricks.
“
Fesna.....hey, Fesna? Fesna!
....look over there?
”
Fesna gave a final pitiful sob, wiped her nose on Kragum's shoulder, and looked to where he was pointing.
There was a door, and it was closing.
She didn't even think twice grabbing Kragum's hand and barreling for the door.
Kragum gave Fesna a hard nod, and tried for the door. To both of their surprise it was unlocked!
Shael blinked, and he found himself somewhere he did not expect. His memory was fuzzy as if he had awoken from a half-remembered dream.
“Hello?” He called out to the emptiness. “I’m afraid I’m a bit lost, and I don’t remember how I got here.”
A tall skeletal figure wandered the void. Zal’hagun scanned the impenetrable darkness with fleshless eyes that glowed with necromantic energy. His ancient robes, worn and tattered yet still bearing an air of nobility, flowed behind him.
“Well…” He hissed into the nothingness. “This is… problematic.”
Leon dropped his shot glass and reached for his revolver. How did he get here? He listened carefully for any sound in the pervasive darkness. His teeth clenched in frustration.
“I don’t have time for this. Need to find a way out…”
“
Well, this was interesting. One moment he was taking a bath in the kitchen sink, of course it was more him trying to wash the dishes in the sink and ended upo taking a bath anyway. And then kapoof, he was in a flower meadow. But he still had his scrub brush and his collar so he wasnt naked. that in and of itself was a good thing. For the moment
”
Elanna Torres opened her eyes after what seemed like an eternity. She didn't remember how she got here, and she didn't seem to know where she was at, drifting in an infinite void. She ran her hands on her body, the polished leather of her sam browne, and the sleek casing of her disruptor. She reached into a leather pouch, and clicked on a small LED flashlight, shining it into the void.
Heralding Rymesis examined the Void Dust carefully. He's run across it before...but her looked around at the vast emptiness. He knew not where he was, but remembered where he should have been. After many a millennia, there would not be a soul that could transport him without his will. So he was a bit expected, despite his old bones and indifference towards certain adventurous proclivities.
"Well, I suppose Gambit's is no more." For that is the last thing he remembers.
He knew it was time to have a little fun. The divine nature of him being where he was certainly screamed 'higher power'. So, He was sure that meant there were new places to explore and to people to help. Or at the very least, new worlds to explore and pupils to be had. Explorers always came a knocking whenever he stayed anywhere too long.
"Oh Ho! Time to move it!" Heralding exclaimed.
Quickpaw Hurojo awakes after having been asleep for several years. Around the area was only void. It was empty. Dark. Cold. "Where... where have the spirits placed me?" He started patting his body all over; ensuring that he was corporeal. "Not dead; that's a plus." Though there was no time to lose. If he was corporeal, that likely means that he could return to the world he knew, and hopefully return to his king. He began running, hoping to find an exit to this ethereal obscurity.
Sibael Rhodwyn looked around, finally staring one of the strangers in the face, "I don't remember you. Any of you, to be frank."