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Assignment Tracker Profile: HW 3101

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Name: Heather Anne Whitford
Nicknames: Thea, Whit
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Place of Origin: Alresford, Hampshire
Occupation: Doctor

Known EVO Abilities (If Applicable):
Psychokinesis - Better known as Telekinesis, it is the power to influence a physical system without any physical contact. Heather has the ability to move objects without needing to touch anything. It had started out small, lifting a pencil that was too far for her to reach. Slowly escalating to moving cars until she would finally be able to move human entities, given time of course. In theory, with the power of her mind she should be able to transport individuals, herself included within a five-kilometer radius which can extend, depending on how many people there would be and if her mental stability can handle it. The use of this power gives her a mental strain. Often leaving her with unending migraines, and headaches should she overexert herself. If one were to push one's self even more, they would black out in the middle of the usage of Psychokinesis. How long they stay out of commission is still unknown.

Psychological Profile & History:
Heather was born to a middle-class family making life easy for her. She always got what she needed and often times what she wanted. Her life was easy and smooth. She attended classes like everyone. Not bearing the pain of popularity or idolization. She was simply just another student who got good grades but not high enough to be valedictorian or salutatorian during her primary school years.

She had initially wanted to be a lawyer until her mother grew sick. It was a turning point for her, it was what made her decide to take up medicine. Heather wanted to be able to understand her mother's disease and hopefully rid her off it. It wasn't that she had a huge distrust for the doctors in her city. The feeling was more of, "My mother took care of me when I was younger, now it's my turn to return the favour."

After receiving her doctorate degree, she immediately focused on her mother. During the day, she would work in the hospital where her mother was in. Later on in the evening, she would be studying the composition of DNA, in her hopes of curing her mother. That was how her day normally went. The unending cycle of wake up, work, research and sleep. That was until she had accidentally 

First Known Manifestation (If applicable):
It was late in the evening and Heather was quietly packing her things for the night. She had just finished another fruitless research about her mother's disease. It left her frustrated like always, so she decided to vent out her anger. 

She was the destructive type. The type who would rearrange the furniture of a room when mad. Heather had ended up throwing her phone out of the window of a 5-storey building thinking it was a remote. She had important files and memory stored in the little piece of technology that she panicked. Time seemed to slow down for her, as her phone broke the window. Heather reached a hand out with one thought in mind,"My phone, I need my phone!" Her panic stricken face morphed into one of awe then horror. Her phone had returned to her hand along with a few stray glass shards haphazardly around her office. She was a doctor, of course she would know that what she did wasn't normal.

"No one can find out." She had muttered to herself in the silence of the night.

Additional Info: 
[Meh. I still haven't thought of what disease her mother should have.]
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