Carlsberg

On the Streets

@Rusalka

Jen shrugged.
"Live is a relative term. I dont have anywhere I can call home. I usually sleep in an alley or in someone else's bed, when business is good. Why do you ask?" She said.
She really hoped that this girl actually was a client. A) she was hot and B) Jen hadn't had time to take a shower.

You've Been Marked

Jennifer 'Jen' Flint

Jennifer Flint

"You were born to be ruled"
-Loki
Name:

Jennifer Flint

Nickname:

Jen

Age:

19

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Gang Rank:

Omega

Title:

Species:

Werewolf

Occupation

Baker

Likes:

Italian food, Romance novels, Chess, Drawing

Dislikes:

Violence, Tidiness, Hospitals

Fears:

Being thrown out of her pack

Personality:

Kind, Quiet, Generous, Timid, Easily Frightened, Easy to Push Around

Jen has little to no self confidence. She doesn't think that she'll achieve much in life, and just wants to live peacefully. She's a pushover, and is easily ordered around. Though she is timid, she is still willing to talk to people if it is necessary. Her greatest strength is her kindness and generosity. She is always willing to help someone in need, no matter their race, species or gender.

History:

Jen was born to a Beta of the pack and a 'strong' Omega. She had high expectations from her father, the Beta, and tried her best to live up to them. However, it wasn't in her personality or body to be the wolf her father wanted. He viewed her as weak, both mentally and physically. When she was 16, her father passed away, still disappointed in his daughter. She has been living on her own in a one bedroom apartment since then, regretting every day that she couldn't make him proud, not even once.

Extra

You've Been Marked

@TheWildBunnii

Woohoo, thank you! When do we start?

Also, I may or may not be on this weekend, depending on whether the hotel I go to has wifi or not.

On the Streets

@Rusalka

"Hey, let me buy you another drink for the one I made you break. It's only fair," Jen said, smiling at the cute girl.
'She is a stunner,' She thought to herself, 'Though by the looks of her, probably not a potential client. Not that I wouldn't mind having some fun outside the job.

On the Streets

@Rusalka

Jen let out a grunt as the girl walked into her, the force making her fall backwards and land on her butt. She stood up and winced a little.
"Not the usual way that girls make my butt sore," She said, stretching her back, before noticing what the girl was doing, "Hey, are you ok?"
She knelt down and saw the blood on the girls hands. She quickly grabbed the hands and held them up.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?! Can't you see your bleeding?" She gasped, her eyes wide.

Starwars rp

Name: Jennifer 'Jen' Flint
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Race: Human
Appearance:


Skills: Highly Skilled Engineer, can fix nearly all ships in the galaxy, Competent pilot, can speak Droid Binary

Weapons: She carries a blaster pistol which she can vary the power off. More powerful shot=More battery drained

Equipment: Several tools carried in a toolbelt, a small flying droid to assist in repairs called RB-34, or 'Ruby'

Bio: Jen was born on a small mining colony, quickly picking up technical skills from her father. Throughout her time there though, she always felt a yearning to do more with her life. When she was 17, she managed to catch a ship to take her to Coruscant, managing to form a bond with a small flying droid during the journey. Since then, she has made her name as one of the best mechanics in the whole galaxy.

You've Been Marked

Jennifer Flint

"You were born to be ruled"
-Loki
Name:

Jennifer Flint

Nickname:

Jen

Age:

19

Gender:

Female

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Relationship Status:

Single

Gang Rank:

Omega

Title:

Species:

Werewolf

Occupation

Baker

Likes:

Italian food, Romance novels, Chess, Drawing

Dislikes:

Violence, Tidiness, Hospitals

Fears:

Being thrown out of her pack

Personality:

Kind, Quiet, Generous, Timid, Easily Frightened, Easy to Push Around

Jen has little to no self confidence. She doesn't think that she'll achieve much in life, and just wants to live peacefully. She's a pushover, and is easily ordered around. Though she is timid, she is still willing to talk to people if it is necessary. Her greatest strength is her kindness and generosity. She is always willing to help someone in need, no matter their race, species or gender.

History:

Jen was born to a Beta of the pack and a 'strong' Omega. She had high expectations from her father, the Beta, and tried her best to live up to them. However, it wasn't in her personality or body to be the wolf her father wanted. He viewed her as weak, both mentally and physically. When she was 16, her father passed away, still disappointed in his daughter. She has been living on her own in a one bedroom apartment since then, regretting every day that she couldn't make him proud, not even once.

Extra

Mutant Facility

@Varicke

"I can take him for a walk to find a private room. That should get him away for long enough for you to get in there. As for getting him back," she said, tapping her chin a little, "I could always tell him I want his buddies to join in as well. How does that sound?"
Though she knew that it was necessary for the plan, she definitely wasn't looking forwards to this. She just hoped it would work.

National Equestrian Mage Conference

@TheFiredancer

"Ooh, lesser known spots sounds fun," she said, smiling a little, before winking at the mare, "Means we would be less likely to be disturbed."
She was quite looking forward to spending some time with the mare, whether they ended up repeating last night's activities or not.

On the Streets

Jen shivered a little as she got out of the bed, glancing back at the still sleeping figure. She smiled a little as she remembered the events of last night.
'And I got paid,' she said, grinning as she felt the cash in her pocket as she pulled up her skinny jeans. She slipped her bra and tank top back on, trying to cover up in the cool morning breeze flowing in the half opened window. It had seemed like a good idea at the time to open it up, letting some cold in to counter the warmth of body heat. She finally slipped her hoodie on, zipping it up. Though last night had been fun, today was a new day, and that meant moving forwards, as always. She quickly headed out of the womans apartment, quietly closing he door behind her.

She finally emerged outside, blinking a little at the morning sun. She decided to go and find food, walking towards the nearest supermarket or coffee shop or whatever. Just as long as she kept moving.