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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray]Lakisha Freeman was born to a single parent household in Cott’s Park, a rough lower middle class neighborhood in the Bainbridge Island metro area. Following her father’s death to a sudden, untreatable cancer when she was seven years old, Lakisha experienced the first sudden experience of her life. Had it not been for the influence of her maternal grandfather, she would’ve lacked a father figure throughout the bulk of her childhood.

Growing up in a challenging financial situation taught Lakisha to be frugal and to plan ahead, though most of all it taught her the value of escapism and self-expression. This need to create would eventually lead to her unearthing her ability as an artist whether it was with a paintbrush or a pencil. It was one of the few things in her life that made her experiences living barely above the welfare line tolerable.

Eventually, she found the opportunity to leave Cott’s Park through an art scholarship to Washington State University. Through time she would combine this with a degree in journalism that would lead her to return to the Bainbridge metro area. It’s been several years since then and while not being where she imagined she would be at twenty-nine years old she knows it could’ve turned out way worse; perhaps there’s a way she could attain her dream of painting murals across Cott’s Park and being featured in haughty art galleries?[/color][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[color=50A2E5][u][b]Physical Traits[/b][/u][/color]
[indent][color=gray]Standing at 5’3” and of a slender yet athletic build, Lakisha has been shorter than every single significant other she’s had in her life. Fortunately, her shorter height hasn’t led her to have a lack of confidence, as evident from very impulsive decisions that have caused her to have a brush in with a police report or two. Her skin is a light-to-medium caramel with eyes that are old a few tones darker. This is in contrast with her ever-changing style, color, and cut of her hair. Naturally dark brown – almost black – her hair currently appears to be straightened with blonde highlights into a tight ponytail. A difference from her days in Washington State University where she wore her hair in a natural style. 

Her fashion style is what she sarcastically describes as “suburban chic”. A long sleeve shirt, denim jeans, and pair of work boots is the most common items she brings into class and when not making a fool of herself.[/color][/indent]
[color=50A2E5][b][u]Full Name[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][color=gray]Lakisha Janeway Freeman[/color][/indent]
[color=50A2E5][b][u]Gender[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][color=gray]Female[/color][/indent]
[color=50A2E5][u][b]Ethnicity[/b][/u][/color]
[indent][color=gray]African-American[/color][/indent]
[color=50A2E5][b][u]Sexuality[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][color=gray]Heterosexual[/color][/indent]
[color=50A2E5][b][u]Age[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][color=gray]29[/color][/indent]
[color=50A2E5][b][u]Motives[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][color=gray]Other than paying the rent and being frustrated that her art degree wasn’t enough to get the hell out of Washington State? Lakisha can’t think of much. The idea that she could get out of the city she was born in and become featured in high society art galleries and blogs is still very much a pipe dream. This isn’t to say she hates her job, however. Perhaps she’ll learn to get over her own angst about not becoming the next Joan Mitchell or Faith Ringgold. Perhaps she’ll get her big break. Who knows?[/color][/indent]
[color=50A2E5][b][u]Occupation[/u][/b][/color]
[indent][color=gray]Investigative Reporter[/color][/indent]
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[indent]Lakisha Freeman had always been stubborn, especially when it came to her job at the Bainbridge Free Press. She made all her deadlines, though there were times the results of her investigations getting a little carried away. Since getting hired straight out of college she had been demoted or moved from section-to-section of the newspaper after pissing off the wrong person at the wrong time. At any other newspaper she would’ve been fired outright, but her boss, James “Jim” Gallagher, liked her “moxie”; whatever that was supposed to mean. But said moxie only could take her so far. It was a lesson she learned especially hard only a few weeks ago.

At the end of the day, Jim still ran a business and it was hard to do that when Lakisha poked her nose in the wrong person’s business. This time, instead of reassigning her to another desk and letting things calm down he had decided that she was overdue for a vacation. An unpaid one, at that. Lakisha didn’t like it, but after everything her boss had done for her in the last half of the decade it was hard to fight it. She was stubborn, but she wasn’t [i]stupid[/i]. Her suspension from the BFP, at the very least, was a decent excuse to focus on her hobbies and actually decompress for the first time in months. She was just thankful she was frugal enough to not have to worry about paying her rent.

Living between poverty and basically poverty for most of her childhood had afforded her a sort of intelligence when it came to money. She never wanted to be one of those girls who had to worry about a landlord breathing down her neck or if she was going to be able to eat this week.

[color=50A2E5][i]And thank god for that.[/i][/color]

It was the main reason why she was sitting in Bainbridge’s central park, otherwise known as Applewood Square, sitting on a bench with a pencil and sketchpad.[/indent]
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