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Kijani was carefully unpacking her suitcase in the small room that she'd been offered, dancing slightly to the music flowing from her headphones.
She couldn't quite remember how her father knew these people, who had offered to board her. Had it been his old college friend? Or perhaps a former co-worker? She had no idea, but it was surprising.

This place was... quaint. That was a nice word for it. Rustic would be another. It was a very cute place. Kijani truly expected any person who knew her father to have the best of everything. Furniture, cars, appliances... At least something more modern than this. Oh well. She certainly would keep her disappointment to herself.

With her music thumping, she put her clothes away in the small dresser. It was full before she got half her things out of her massive suitcase. "Hmm.. Where am I going to put my shoes..." She shimmied as she pulled the suitcase across the room.
Hm... Not sure what kind of fighting Kassy would know. In my head, something geared toward defense and waiting out the opponent. Kass can take a lot of punishment.
Mirage looked just as unconvinced as Pulse was when the crook said he wasn't afraid. Of course he was afraid, but he was also very stupid, apparently. Even animals knew when to quit and save themselves pain.

"Yes, I do think I'll handle this. So thoughtful of you to leave me some work to do." She knew that Pulse could take care of the city by himself if he so chose. His power was just that incredible. Her presence as his partner was really more like a shield- for the criminals unlucky to run into him. Knowing that Pulse would have no qualms about beating the life out of lawbreakers, Mirage was there to keep him from becoming a hero with bloodied hands.

Mirage drove her staff into the sand, leaving sticking out at an angle and slightly glowing with power. Anyone aside from Pulse who dared touch it would get a nice dose of electricity for their transgression.

"Come, then. If you have no fear, then prove it." Mirage swept her robe back, freeing her legs, and took a stance quite like a boxer's. Her feet stayed firm, though, and she waited.
Kijani settled on the couch for a few minutes, but she couldn't really focus on whaatever was on the television. Imagine, having a home all to yourself, and not having to have your family loom over you. She was inwardly envious of Tyler, who seemed free and happy. Was that a life that she could get for herself? Perhaps with time.

Before she knew it, Tyler's voice was calling her name. She snapped back to consciousness with a startle, then rubbed her eyes. "Ah... yes, I'm ready." She must have been more tired than she realized if she fell asleep in a strange house. Getting up and stretching, she went to the kitchen.

"Wow... you were busy."
The thing about these dollmakers is that there's almost always one choice of body type. I could make Jin there, but Jin is barely a B-cup. Still, it's one of the best makers for superheroes I've seen. Aside from Heromaker, but that's kinda complicated.
Fair warning... Young Kijani is kind of a bitch. It's the truth.

...well, older Kijani is also a bitch, but she's much more crafty about it.
Name: Kijani Ryane
Age: 16
Appearance: Kijani is tall for her age, about 5'7. She's getting more curved, but has a small chest and big hips. She almost always wears makeup.


Personality: Polite to elders, will come off as a snob to others. Extremely intelligent, but also very uptight. She has a distaste for those she deems 'unintelligent'.

Bio: Kijani hasn't explained her reasons for being in the area, but it seems that she's on some type of sabbatical from high school. The family she's staying with are old, old friends of her father.
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