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Indtroducing, Zarya. Zarya is a 19 year old busy body who likes to know a little bit about everything. She's quick witted and rash, and hence, very impacient. Because normal jobs are too slow and boring for her, she works as a jack of all trades, running erands and doing anything with money in it. This being an unstable career, she can rarely afford rent. Therefore, she works as a handyman for the owner of the Hotel Irridium, taking care of the dirty jobs in exchange for a free apartment. She lives in a storage loft on the top floor, above the Presidential Suite. In her spare time, she likes to zip around on her bicycle (she swears she'll save up enough for a hover someday....) and hanging out at the beach. Her favorite sports are beach volleyball, surfing, and conning tourists into buying conch shells for far more than they're worth.

She lives a fast paced life. On the one hand, she feels like she's missing something that everyone else seems to get naturally. She wonders if, in living in high gear, she has forgotten something important. On the other hand, she's afraid of what that is. She'd rather distract herself with other things and live in ignorance than slow down and face the truth. This doubt and confusion ocationally causes her to be uncharacteristically pessimistic.))

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Heaving a sigh, Zarya fell backward onto the sand. She's been shaking the kid for a while now to no apparent effect. Squeezing her eyes shut tight, she wondered what to do. It was fast becoming dark and traveling at all would be dangerous, let alone with next-to-dead cargo.

In Goh, there were two sides of town. The legitimate "light side" and the....less-legal "dark side" And never the two shall meet, other than Destati Street, the division line. During the day, people felt safe. There was security in numbers. But once the sun went down, the other half of the population became active. Granted there was crime everywhere, but in west Boh, it thrived.

For a moment she concidered pretending to be an assasin or something, carrying her last job to the dump. That would allow her semi-safe passage through the darker side of Destati Street. But, those types were phsycic. They could spot an outside with 10 women dancing naked in front of them. (And most likely had, knowing the popularity of deep west stirp joints.) Pausing in her thoughts a moment, she slip an eye open to glance at the kid. Zarya was no saint, but there's no way she could just leave an unconscous something-year-old alone on the beach.

In her current position, the quickest way home was through the edges of the dark side. Most of the time, if you moved quickly and looked suspicious enough, no one bothered you. Suspicious wasn't a problem with this boys present state. It was the "quickly" part which would prove dangerous. Besides, all the really crooks went boozing at this time, all of their richer victims having already gone home.

After a bit of extreme self reasurance, Zarya got up and went to pick of the kid. Once she had him upright, she took a second to study him once more, before flinging him over her shoulder. He was certainly a weird one. "Time to go to Auntie Zarya's house, Kaikiko*." She said with an airy smile. With that note, she began walking briskly towards the near by intersection of 92nd and Isla.

((*Kaikiko-formed from "kaiki" meaning "weird" and "ko" meaning "child" So, literally, "weird kid"))

((Here's my Character's info))

EDIT sad picture by EpsilonZero, not based 100% on description. sorry! sweatdrop )
Name: Leeran

Age: about 13

Gender: Female

Appearance: Leeran has a very boyish appearance, she mostly keeps her short hair covered but those who have seen it uncovered all say a different color, the same happens with her eyes. She's small but not short and very thin but not malnourished. She very pale skin and is stronger than she looks. She wears boys clothes, pants, long-sleeved shirt, no shoes.

Personality: She is rather standoffish with a quick temper but that is to be expected with her background. She is a logical person but despite this she often acts without thinking, doing things on impulse. She also has a kind streak in her with causes her to stand up for smaller kids and rescue kittens.

History/Bio: Leeran doesn't remember a time that she wasn't on her own, while most kids joins gangs or guilds to survive, she is determined that she doesn't need anyone else. She leads people to believe that she is a boy because then they are less likely to bother her. She has the potential to become a very powerful mage but lacks any training. She has learned to control her powers somewhat but they break out of her control upon occasion causing trouble. Her magical shields tend to discourage those that would do her harm and their also good for hiding the true extent of her power. Unfortunately her power finds other ways to make itself known such as the color of her hair and eyes which changes based on her emotions. She is indiscouragably curious.

Weapons: Besides her magic (which she rarely uses as a weapon since she tends to lose control) Leeran typically uses acupuncture needles, don't ask where she learned to use them she won't tell you, she coats them in various substances to have different effects. She can use them to aid healing but who would she want to heal?

Pets: Leeran has a special affinity for animals and plants but contents herself with the various ones around her, rather than keeping one for herself. Though she does have some vegetables and fruits that she grows in the little bolthole she calls home.

((Thanks Buckle-chan I will take you up on that offer!! I know you didn't mean it as an offence, I know I can't spell>< I'll pm you some pics of tunices and a better decription. Hum...I like your character Imbar!! wink ))

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Faris put her head in her head. Some of those bad destinations had cost a few their lives. Faris banished those thoughts, and turned to the improvements. The dark side is still as dark and dangerous, but at least people who can't afford the mech-medics, herb-medics or magic-medics know they can come her and at lest get looked at for no pay. They won't get anything for free, but they will at least know what's wrong with them. I don't think people should die because they can't figure out how to find money. Faris looked at door, mind wondering over the things that had changed since she had become the leader. Most had been good things for her people, but she had made a few bad destinations

Faris looked up and whistled a high note and two low notes. She watched as a pair of shadows pealed themselves off of the wall and headed toward her. Both were dressed in black and had cloth gathered around their necks which was normally pulled over their hair, head and faces. But they were in friendly territory, so they had pulled it off. But since one never knows, they still had their 'mask magic' on. Even Faris couldn't block it, and she had more power then most of the people on the Dark side. It made people not be able to remeber their face, that was why she had assind them notes. "Go out and make sure it's there isn't a naked kid on the beach, if he's still there, bring him back and take him to or bring him back. If you can find whoever took him, reminder them that midic care is affordible here." They nodded and swiftly glided out the back door.

They headed toward the beach. The unexpected noise of a trash can being knocked over made them look at each other. They nodded and made sure thier cloth wraps were covering everything and followed the noise maker. One of them noticed the bundle the youth was carrying as the other noticed the girl. The first took ways know only to it, and stepped in front of the youth. The other stayed in the background, waiting to see what the follower would result in.