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Sorry guys but a post is up none the less ^.^
Phewww I'm glad we ended up in the right kitchen. Amani thought, letting out a relieved sigh. Sometimes her wishes weren't all that accurate. Luckily Kid Flash was smart enough to add specifics and avoided possible disaster. Now that they were all in one place she suddenly realized the team was pretty big. There were lots of people she hadn't notice when they were on the beach. Granted she hadn't been paying attention to much. During Batman's speech she had been killing time thinking of any number of cool costumes she would be wearing. Some of them were in costume, Kid Flash was obvious in his yellow tights and she suspected a few others were wearing a costume too. It would be pretty stupid if she thought someone was wearing a costume when they were in civies. Her emerald eyes wandered around the room going over every team member. There was a new girl who had entered the HQ with Artemis a former member of the first Young Justice team. Rachel was her name and she didn't seem very interested in socializing. Amani didn't know half of their names, but that would soon change once they had time to hang out with each other. Now was the perfect time actually, with no members of the Justice league keeping an eye on them.

The kitchen was just as high tech as the rest of their HQ. Three ovens no less, a counter she could sleep on and multiple fridges and cabinets, most likely stacked with a but load of food. So naturally or well natural for her she let out a squeal of delight when she opened them. There were kitchen appliances from every tell shop she'd ever watched and when she tried to find the flower she saw at least three different kinds. "Oh this is so awesome!" She was going to love this. Back home her kitchen was only large enough for two people to stand, you could barely move around. This kitchen had the size of a living room. She put a bag of flour, a carton of eggs, sugar and a jar of milk on the counter.

While she whisked everything together she turned to Ember carrying the bowl with her, splattering some of the batter onto the floor. "Woops, I'll get right on that"
"That's cool. Do you have to grant every wish or just the ones you want?" She finished whisking and put the bowl aside. "No thank God it doesn't work that way, imagine that I'd be like the genie from Aladin" "I decide whether I grant a wish or not, that much I can control"
With that she returned to the kitchen rummaging through the cabinets in search of the waffle iron. A few minutes later she found it though it was well out of her reach, in the top cabinet. What was up with this high ceiling and high everything in this place. Who would put kitchen appliances up there? She tried not to pout. "If you're making Waffles, I'd like some." One of the other guys said. He wore a shirt with superman's emblem on it and he was taller than her, he could fetch the waffle iron for her no problem. "You can have the first one, if you can get me that waffle iron up there" She pointed with a cheeky smile.
Floure ceased her struggling, he was just too strong, keeping her pinned down on the ground. She felt her strength fading and she needed to save what she had left. She bit down on her lips to try and stop whimpering. The only why she was going to get out of this alive was to feign giving in and so she did. The spirit produced a devils smile on the face of the man, filling his head with drunken desires. The look on his face scared her at first but then it also made her incredibly angry. So much even that it gave her the courage to fight back. She had lived through worse than this, walked through fire, hunted by the church and maybe the worst of all having to lie to her family every day for a whole year. She would not be taken down by this misery spirit.

He lowered his face to hers his lips trying to finds hers. Adrenaline rushed through her and when he got close enough she forcefully rammed her forehead against his own. He howled in pain but she wasn't done and impinged her knee into his manhood. Stars were floating before her eyes as she struggled to get up. A violent stinging sensation was quickly spreading on her forehead. With shaking fingers she gently touched the bump forming on her forehead. The adrenaline was starting to leave her system and she knew her throbbing head wasn't the only thing she was going to feel. She didn't see her family anywhere and even though she more than anything wanted to be with them, her battered shape wouldn't let her. It was by the grace of the Gods and the ancestors that she was still standing. The impact with the ground had been much rougher than it seemed at first. There was blood trickling from her nose and her palms were grazed, making it very painful to move her fingers. She heard the man who attacked her groaning on the ground and looked down at him. Seeing someone in pain used to worry her. She would do anything to make the pain go away. Now she didn't feel any of those things, she felt justified. Who else was going to defend her if not herself? It was either her or him. Thanking the ancestors with a softly whispered prayer she dragged herself to the stairway of her wagon and tried to maneuver herself into a position which hurt the less. She breathed in deeply which made her cringe in pain simultaneously.

You see Mami, I'm still here. Maybe my marriage wasn't all bad after all, he at least taught me to stand up for myself. I don't know if I would have been here otherwise. If you could look past her size and pretty facade the young fortune teller was actually quite resilient. Not as tough as the Traveler men, but she was no pushover mind you. Now all she needed was her family, to hold them in a tight embrace so they knew how much she cherished them. She kept her pale eyes on the road ahead, her heart filled with both hope and fear. Hopefully they wouldn't look like her, because she was confident she looked horrible. Even so she would take them battered and beaten any day, instead of...... She wasn't even going to allow the words to enter her thoughts.
I am writing something up now ^.^ Though I'll have Floure stay at the circus grounds since you three are coming back now anyways.
Yes you are exactly right ^.^
I'm just sold on the nostalgia of barbie dolls, I think that's the cause of it. Very cliché I know. Though if I'm going for a particular shade it would have to be baby pink or a dusty rose. Sorry Lillian I'm grossing you out hahaha :) My avatar is a bit too bright and almost fushia but I'll, or rather we'll live ^.^
Sorry double post.
I'll be posting tomorrow ^.^
Lillian let us embrace the pink. I actually love it ^.^ Good to have you back Affili, really it's like the old gang is slowly getting back together. Breakfast I've really missed sharing that :) I'll have a post up tomorrow, Floure is going to beat him up! Or at least thats what she wants to do.
Name: Amani Fatin
Alias: Djinn
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Abilities/Skills:
- Acting, Amani is a gifted actress though not professionally trained she is very good at playing the damsel in distress. When really the biggest mistake anyone can ever make is assume she needs saving.
- Intuitive, She has very strong intuition resulting in her almost always making the right choice, knowing when someone is deceiving her and can tell her real friends from fakes ones.
- Basic self defense, Amani followed a basic self defense class for young women. She kicked the instructors butt and developed a "personal" style of self defense. You can bet she didn't learn those moves in class.She knows when and where to hit someone and that is good enough for her. She's also quite quick on her feet and very flexible due to years of practicing yoga.

Powers: Amani is a real life djinn or genie as they are called. Like these mythological beings she has the power to grant wishes. Although when she first used her powers she was extremely underwhelmed. There were "a couple" or well let's just say a ton of rules to limit her. So don't even think about asking for a million bucks, you're not getting it. Unless it mysteriously disappears from a bank somewhere in the States.
That is the first rule of her wish granting. She can't magically make something appear out of nowhere, it has to already exist somewhere in the world. It might seem like she manifests something but it just disappeared from its original location, much like teleportation. This is the price of every wish, for someone to gain something another has to lose it first.
The second and most annoying rule is the fact that she can't wish for anything herself. Someone else has to say the words. A few funny things can be said about the wording though. The wording is always taken literal so figure of speech is out of the question. You have to be really precise and choose your words carefully. Otherwise the wish is going to make its own rules and take on a life of its own. For example if you say I wish I could fly like a bird, You'll become a bird instead. You can still fly but you know feathers and all...
The third rule is that she can't mess with destiny, meaning bring back the dead or wishing someone dies. It is as simple as that, a rule from the great cosmos.
The last rule is not really a rule but if she is loses consciousness , the wishes she recently granted are reversed. She needs to be calm and focused when granting a wish, when she's distracted it usually doesn't work. At best her powers are unpredictable and often her wishes have unforeseen twists and loopholes, which can be very funny at the best of times or life threatening at the worst.

Weaknesses:
- Ignorance, Amani hasn't got a clue of the near limitless potential of her power. Because of her ignorance she is holding herself back.
- Wish granting rules, Amani is afraid of what will happen if she breaks the rules of her wish granting and has never tried to go against them.
- Dependency, Amani is dependent on someone else for her powers to be of any use.
- Superstitious, Amani is extremely superstitious and goes to extreme lengths to protect herself and others from bad luck.
- Looks, She is incredibly self conscious about her looks and is meticulous in tending it, making most see her as vain. Mirrors are always a distraction and when you're waiting for fifteen minutes outside the ladies room she's probably touching up and "powdering" her nose.

Equipment: Have you ever looked inside a girls bag? It's like Walmart in there and if a file counts as a weapon then yes she's armed.

Personality: Amani lives by the saying, girls just want to have fun. She hates being told what to do, especially by guys who are older taller and stronger than her. Which most guys are. She's very emotional perhaps even a touch dramatic. She can bawl her eyes out watching the Titanic and then scream when someone talks through Jacks lines.
When it comes to friends, she can easily make you feel like one even if she doesn't see you as a friend. Probably because she's using you. She's an expert at wrapping guys around her finger. It is something she taught herself growing up with four overprotective older brothers and a single father. To have just an inch of freedom she needed to be able to bargain like a real estate agent.
To sum her up she's a nice girl if you don't give her any reason to hate you, like talking through the male lead in a movie. She'll walk through fire for you and even though she'll push you in first, you know she's following close behind to watch your back.

History: Amani Fatin grew up in a family of four brothers and widowed father making her the only woman. She doesn't have any memories of her mother, all she had were idealized stories. Her mother was portrayed as a kind, caring and thoughtful woman. She never argued with her husband, cleaned the entire house, cooked wonderful dinners. The perfect housewife. They missed her and understandably tried to turn Amani into her. She even looked alike with the same black curls and shimmering green eyes. Amani never questioned their reasons and followed in her mothers footsteps, the stories of her father and brothers being her guide.

It didn't take long for the Justice League to take notice of the incredible potential of her powers. Amani wasn't exactly shy about using it to make the lives of her family easier. So when a decent amount of money mysteriously disappeared from the Leage's vault, they went to investigate. She was quickly discovered and simultaneously asked to join some kind of superhero team called Young Justice. As expected her family immediately protested but Amani grabbed the invitation with both hands. She really, really needed to get a life of her own.

Appearance:

Height: 5'4"
Weight: 120 pounds

Costume:

Additionally she wears a veil that covers the bottom half of her face, made from the same sheer fabric as her blouse. This is to protect her identity.

Other: She loves Titanic and every other romantic film every made, even the bad ones. So prepare if you invite her over for movie night.
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