Silent Whispers — Roleplayer Guild

Here's my CS for a Hunter. If you think it's a little too high a rank for him, he can just be Hunter level, that's totally fine. 

Caspar VanSlyke

{"No matter what it is that you do, there will always be a risk or two involved. And so what? What's life without just a little bit of risk. Hell, what's life without a huge bit of risk? The fact that it's there doesn't matter. It's always there, there's no way around that. What really does matter, though, is what you do with that risk."}
-Louie Black (Yeeeeah came up with it mehself. 'Cause it's soooo good xD )

| Full Name |
Caspar Jones VanSlyke

| "Slyke" |
For Slyke it's less about liking the nickname and more about saying less than his whole name. He thinks last names with "Van" in the beginning seem pretty intimidating, so he'd rather go with something a little less so. Not that Slyke is much of an improvement, but it's a bit better.

| Birth Date |
Born on Halloween day (October 31st) in 1990, he is currently 26.

| Age |
26 years of age.

| Gender |
Male

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual

| Relationship Status |
Quite single.

| Occupation |
Unemployed, but hopeful to work as an official Hunter, as opposed to working with his father to do so. He was never officially made into a Hunter.

| Role |
Hopeful Second in Command. He'd be happy to just be a Hunter in general, but he thinks that he is skilled enough to be a little higher.

| Coven or Pack? |
Part of neither, but he intends to aid their downfall.

| In Depth Appearance |
Caspar Jones VanSlyke stands tall above most people his age, often having to bend slightly beneath normal-sized doors. He inherited that much from his father, but almost nothing else. Nobody in his family really knows where he got most of his traits, but his eyes and hair the only clear things from his mother. He has grey eyes, almost strangely grey, but there is an odd sort of warmth to them. Most people would think grey would be a cool color, rather than there being a slightly warm tinge to them. His hair is a messy, light brownish color, just like his mother. He usually keeps it just a little bit longer than the norm for many guys.

Caspar tends to wear darker tones in his clothing. Grey, black, navy, maroon, with the occasional white. He never wears just a T-shirt, as he believes in dressing for his part. He typically wears a fairly thick leather jacket decorated with his maroon undershirt. He has gloves, similar in color to his undershirt, that he cut the fingers off of. They look more like ragged, leather, MMA gloves, now. His jacket has multiple pockets and slits in which he hides his many weapons. Daggers and stakes littered his body, yet remained completely concealed from the public eye. Small vials of holy water cluttered a pocket or two. Perhaps the most important thing that he wore, though, was his necklace. It was a small, silver cross. It may be small, but it was definitely effective. 

His pants were quite an interesting story as well. He wore extremely dark jeans that stuck fairly close to his skin. He kept a foldable dagger and a small stake in his back pockets, and another one tucked in the side of his right boot. The leathery boots met at his feet and went a fair ways above his ankle. The dagger he stuck in his boot was, just like the others, foldable. But this one was considerable larger, looking a bit more like a machete when the black was flipped out. It was made of pure silver.

(Tattoos will be included below)

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
Habits: When he's nervous, he tends to tap his fingers, close his eyes, or start scratching at his arms (despite them being beneath the jacket). It's easy to tell when he's angry at somebody because he always, and I mean always, cracks his neck and fingers.

Oddities: Caspar tends to growl and grunt when he's in a fight, which is exceedingly odd since he hates werewolves in particular. He notices it, but can't seem to stop, he assumes it's just something he's picked up while fighting them. He hates vampires as well, but for some reason, werewolves bother him more. Also, despite being clearly German, it was his grandparents who moved away from Germany. He was born in Great Britain, and, keeping the accent, moved to the U.S. when he heard of the Hunting that brought his attention. He also tends to whistle a lot when he's waiting for something.

Quirks: He has several tattoos hidden underneath his clothing, all standing for something unique. One of them, a large star on his right shoulder, is from his first time Hunting. For some reason, the werewolf he and his father's group were after wore a star necklace. It just seemed to stick with him. The second is a winged skull with blood dripping from the eye sockets. It symbolizes that he has seen horrible things, but continues to see them for the innocents in the world. His last one is his name written across his upper back. "VanSlyke". This one is there for the remembrance even after his death, because he is extremely afraid of the possibility of love. He has had a past of getting close to women and watching them be slaughtered by the very things he Hunts.

| Hobbies |
Caspar enjoys whittling, even in 2016 he finds the old hobby fun. Many people think he's living in the past, despite being born in the relatively modern days, until they see how well he handles the knife. He's very gifted, and can make some mean stakes at a moment's notice. He also finds playing the guitar soothing, a good way to relax after a long day. He may not be the best, but he knows enough to play.

| Likes |
Caspar has a thing for acoustic music, many of such artists nobody else knows. He's also into classic rock, and some of the modern stuff. His favorite artist is Jack White, a person who can definitely make him feel like a badass at the end of the day if he needs it. He also enjoys, as mentioned above, playing the guitar and whittling. Whittling also leads to his rather large appreciation for knives and stake creating. He also likes dogs, the tiny ones especially. He may look real tough, but in reality, he has a softer personality.

| Dislikes |
Obviously, he hates werewolves and vampires very much. When he's in an argument, he can't stand it when a person just won't accept defeat. Sometimes he is that way, too, but very rarely. He also hates it when people start messing with his hair. Don't. Touch. The hair. What he may hate even more than werewolves and vampire, though, is people who don't listen. They just nod and smile the whole time, not even paying attention to what he is saying, important or not.

| Fears |
His biggest fear is losing his closest friends and fellow Hunters. He grows close to people quickly, particularly after working with them for awhile. He also fears the concept of love, like his previous experiences said a ways above.

| Personality Traits |
Caspar is pretty well-rounded, but has some tougher and softer qualities. He's very independent, can do things by himself, but he prefers to do them with other people. He has a strong understanding of caring for a person, depending on how fast he gets to know the person. He bonds quickly, but also loses trust quickly. While he has no real reason to lose trust so quickly, he takes things rather personally. He can sometimes be fairly stubborn as well, but he really is a good person.

| Personality |
Caspar is a good man, he's both soft and hard. He is soft in the way that he find the good in people. He enjoys the company of others, he find it comforting in a sense that if something goes wrong, he doesn't have to deal with it alone. Some people would find that almost cynical, but he thinks it the opposite. He's a caring guy, always taking the people around him into great consideration. If there is something that would mostly benefit them and may hurt himself, he'd almost always go with the option that would help the others. He may look tough and scary, but he's more a softy than people would tend to think.

But he can be hard, sometimes. He has strong beliefs and likes to stick by them. His morals and preferences play a big part in his decision-making life. He rarely ever makes a decision that he disagrees with, unless he knows it is the way to make things right. He also likes to make himself look big. While a good person, he finds joy in showing off. He'll show off his looks, his skills, his weaponry, just about anything.

| Place of Origin |
He was born in Great Britain, his grandparents had come there from Germany, and he lived there until he was sixteen. After that, he moved to America.

| History |
Caspar's family is from Germany, hence VanSlyke, but his grandparents moved away from Germany during World War II. They moved to England, where they thought they would be safer. And they were, in fact, they made rather large sums of money. They never really gave away how they made it, but Caspar always assumed it was either for the government or illegal. He could see it either way. 

Grandpappy and grandmammy VanSlyke brought their child over with them, Caspar's father. He grew up wealthy, for still unknown reasons. When he was about twenty eight, he married a woman who lived there at the time. After a few years, she gave birth to Caspar. They all lived together quite happily for sixteen years. During those sixteen years, Mr. VanSlyke revealed to their son that he was a Hunter. Caspar's mother was clueless about the whole thing, but he was taken to work with his father. He would show him how to make stakes, how to use daggers and knives, how to set simple traps. This is where Caspar found his love of whittling. 

After a time, his father had to go to the United States for some important work. He told Caspar's mother it was a business trip, but Caspar knew that was all a lie. His mother and father's relationship had started to deteriorate, they argued all the time, his father was left sleeping in hotels constantly. Eventually, he just left. He promised Caspar he would bring him to the U.S. soon. Fortunately, it was soon, but not for a good reason. His mother was killed in a tragic car accident when he was only eighteen. After that, it was decided that he would go to live with his father. From there, he continued his training.

From then on, he worked as hard as he could to do his father right. He trained for extremely long periods of time, even longer than his father could bare, sometimes. Eventually, he could outdo his father at many tasks. He could make stakes quicker, he could throw knives more accurately, he was all-around better than him. He continued to Hunt with him, though, and they are still very close.

| Extra |
Theme Song
@louie221

Lovely character. :) And he will be the Second In Command.

You may place him within the character tab. :)

@HushedWhispers
Hecate Moreau

{"Don’t pretend, I think you know I’m damn precious.
Hell yeah, I'm the motherfucking princess."}
-Avril Lavigne

| Full Name |
Hecate Louisa Moreau

| Nickname |
Hecate is pronounced Heh-cah-tee
'Hec'- she doesn't particularly like this nickname, but her fellow coven members often use it anyway. 
'Moreau'- referring to her pure vampire bloodline, she is somewhat proud of this name.

| Birth Date |
16th May, 1990.

| Age |
Real age; 26 years old
Appeared age; 20 years old

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Bisexual

| Relationship Status |
Claims to be single, yet has a lot of 'ties'

| Occupation |
Part-time model. Not hugely successful due to her caution of people becoming suspicious.

| Role |
Coven member

| Coven or Pack? |
Coven

| In Depth Appearance |
Hecate is an enchanting beauty. Standing at 5'7", she is of average height with a light, graceful figure. Her hair reaches around to her mid-back area in blonde curls. Her eyes, being grey-blue, are sharp and almost always moving, as if she is analysing everything. Her mouth tilts slightly to the right in a seemingly permanent smirk, and all together her features are very sharp and elf-like. Her clothing style is often consisting of monochrome colours of white, grey and black, and they usually flaunt her figure and attract the eye. 

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
- Speaks in fluent French while aggrevated.
- Nervous hands. She is almost always playing with something in her hands.
- Hecate has a habit of running her hands through her hair. 
- Her hair changes colour.

| Hobbies |
- Modelling. Although she has been put off of it, Hecate will most likely always be interested in the modelling industry. 
- Writing in a diary. Something she picked up while living in France, she writes a diary. Mo's of it is in French, so good luck reading it.

| Likes |
- The smell of rain
- Human blood
- French music, primarily singing
- Magasines
- Fashion
- Attention

| Dislikes |
- Being ignored
- Sunshine
- Hunters
- Her fangs
- Her accent, especially when people don't understand her

| Fears |
- Hecate has a distinct fear of never being able to start a family. Although vampire families are not uncommon, she has always wanted to have a loving husband (or wife) and beautiful children. The possibility of this not happening scares her to death.
- She is also very much afraid of being hated. Her harsh walls may say otherwise, but deep down she longs for a close-knit family once more.

| Personality Traits |
Cold | Dismissive | Insecure | Soft-hearted

| Personality |
Hecate can be described as being narcissistic and self-centered, yet warm-hearted and loving. She enjoys the effect she has on people who become easily stunned by her beauty and women who become jealous of her; however, because of this, she is not happy when someone else appears to be more attractive than her or receives more attention than her. It is her cold demeanour that causes most people to detach themselves from her. She is never far from a sarcastic comment, or an icy glare to those she dislikes or doesn't know. She uses her intelligence to scope people out, find their weaknesses for possible exploitation and to make an ultimate decision of whether to trust them or not. 

Yet, underneath this feigned superiority she is very much insecure. Hecate is, although it may not be clear, particularly self-conscious when it comes to her flaws and what she truly is. She is not as independent as she may appear, so a new relationship of any sorts would be secretly welcomed by her. Once her trust is earned after a lot of perseverance, her loyalty and fierce protectiveness is to be matched by that of a lion. She is revealed to have a sort of dry humour, and many people would say she has no filter. 

Hecate makes sure to take all emotions away from when she is feeding, she switches off her humanity as a last resort if things get tough. The only downside to this is that it's very difficult to get her to switch it back on again, which could lead to fatal consequences. Because of this, she does treasure her humanity and tries to let people in more, yet very often fails. 
 
| Place of Origin |
Toulouse, France

| History |
Hecate was born and partly raised in the French town of Toulouse. She came from a long line of vampires, and her bloodline was a well-respected one, to say the least. She was an only child to her mother and father, and had a childhood of getting whatever she wanted. Despite being somewhat spoiled, her upbringing was strict when it came to feeding. She was to be clean and precise about it, never letting her hunger get the better of her. 

Ever since she was given her first magazine, she longed to be a model. But, of course, her parents would never allow it. At the age of sixteen, she would skip school and attend castings, getting the odd job here and there. It was when her fame began to climb that people grew suspicious and, with Toulouse being a very localised town, her family started to become feared throughout the area. And, at eighteen years old, Hecate was forced to move out to find somewhere else to live. It was a hard choice on her parent's behalf, as they loved their daughter dearly, but it was about time that she left anyway. 

Hecate stumbled across Bellingstone by accident, having been traveling for roughly a year. She used all the charm she could muster to settle a home for herself here, and managed to find a place in the coven. After seven years of living there, she now has acquired much respect throughout the coven and the town, and almost everyone knows her name. 

| Extra |
- Hecate speaks in a distinct French accent, but otherwise is fluent in English.
@Filthy Mudblood

Nice. I honestly fangirled when I saw Natalie Dormer.

Please place her in the character tab. :)

Here's a thing I did @HushedWhispers okay thank you 

{"I have nothing against respecting people who lived before, but we have no responsibility toward them."}
-Leon Kass

| Full Name |
Raini Ren Yilmaz

| Nickname |
"Rainy". It's an intentional mispronunciation of her name, which is 'Rain-eye'. It was originally assumed by Raini to be done simply to annoy her; it was only recently that she realized it was a term of endearment. She would prefer people not using it.

| Birth Date |
November 14.

| Age |
35

| Gender |
Female

| Sexuality |
Pansexual

| Relationship Status |
Recently Single

| Occupation |
Part Time Phlebotomist. Full Time Hunter.

| Role |
Lead Hunter. Failing that? Second in command.

| Coven or Pack? |
Neither

| In Depth Appearance |
Raini doesn't stand out much at all and that is clearly by design. Drawing attention to yourself is what inexperienced people do, and that extends to the hunters just as much as it does their prey. Of course, her standing out happens often enough due to her more...exotic features, though with enough diversity comes the ability to blend. Raini's of an average height, standing at just shy of five-nine, with a build that is athletic in tone. Muscles need not be bulging to be present, nor does the lack of them from a glance mean a lack of strength or stamina. Rarely does Raini dabble in cosmetics other than for blemishes or if she's out to impress someone with her awkward feminine wiles. 

The exception to that rule is in how she treats her hair, dirty blonde in color and soft to the touch, it's the one aspect of her, other than keeping in shape, that she takes an excessive amount of care in. She won't berate someone for 'messing up' her hair, but she believes she has earned a little bit of vanity in her life every now and then. With how often things get messy...it's mostly something to keep her grounded. 

In her day to day, when she isn't wearing the white coat in the doctor's office, skews more casual than anything else. Jeans for walking. Boots for stepping. White shirts for comfort and always a black jacket for completion of the outfit. In warmer weather the jacket will be left at home and she'll favor shorter sleeved shirts but never shorts or skirts. Anything other than pants would show the scars she's accrued over the years; most have healed, but scars linger and questions get asked. She goes for more neutral clothing in her day-to-day. Blues and whites, neutrals, all a part of looking the part. It's a lot harder than she ever thought to intentionally make herself look ordinary. 

Harder, still, because of her background - She has the features of her mother, the pronounced cheekbones and almond eyes, and the skin tone of her mixed heritage - she's on a short list of people in Bellingstone that come from similar backgrounds. 

She had a tattoo once, on her right arm, but it's been removed, The tattoo was of a rain cloud, an inside joke that stopped being funny. 

| Habits | Oddities | Quirks |
When faced with downtime, Raini will observe herself in a compact to ensure that the day's stress hasn't ruined her hair. Which is to say she'll often straighten it out or fix it up as the day goes on. Again, she believes her little trip to vanity avenue is well earned, even if it's something she believes that only younger people should do. 

Whenever she uses profanity, which is more often than she'd care to admit, she only does so in Arabic. It's one of the three languages she speaks and it's the only one she can be certain that most people she uses it around won't understand. 'Ya Ibn el Sharmouta' is a particular favorite of hers but they're all so colorful and varied, as language typically is.

Raini intentionally mispronounces people's names (though gets upset when others do it to her). It's a quirk she picked up from someone important to her. However, it's not something she does to everyone at first. People know that they have Raini's respect when she starts saying their name incorrectly. Until then, she'll always be asking for their name or calling them things like 'kid'.

| Hobbies |
Raini has a bit of a soft spot for jazz music and has quite the collection of vinyl and albums. She'll listen to it to unwind or to prepare for a fight/patrol/whatnot. Her regret in life was never learning to play an instrument and jazz is sort of an escape. 

Candle Making. Something she learned from her mother as a child, Raini enjoys making candles when she has free time. She sells them through Etsy and at a corner store in Bellingstone that gives her a cut of profits from her sales. Nothing relaxes her more than putting on Dave Brubeck and making an order of candles as the sun goes down. It's zen-like at times.

| Likes |
☑ Though she doesn't make them, she does enjoy candle wax figures, such as people who make cats or people and put a wick in them. There's shelf space in her place that is reserved for ones she liked enough to buy.

☑ Spicy food. She's not yet found a place in town that can really hit that sweet spot of spicy. She'd make her own but cooking is not something she's particularly great at. 

☑ Long winters. She grew up in warm weather and had enough of it to fill a lifetime. Winters are welcome and snow still makes her smile when its fresh. 

☑ Seafood. Sometimes she wishes she was located on the coast just to get fresher fish on the regular, but she'll take a grilled salmon or some ahi tuna no matter how it comes. 

☑ People that listen. She's constantly amazed in her daily life the number of people who can't fill out a simple form in the blood lab. "Please stick out your right hand", a request she makes often, is often followed up with "Your OTHER right" or "Please stick out your right hand". But she might be projecting, since not listening has led some people she knew to their early end.

| Dislikes |
☒ People that DON'T listen, to follow up on a like. 

☒ Summer. The warmth and the more relaxed atmosphere doesn't sit well with her. Plus she gets real hot in her jeans which is just uncomfortable.

☒ Coffee. She hates the taste. Really caffeine does nothing for her other than make her want to spit it into the nearest drain.

☒ Rain clouds. More often than not they signal rain or worse. 

☒ Games of chance. She doesn't gamble with anything, from money down to her life, preferring to do things that she at least has some modicum of control over.

| Fears |
Raini hates the rain, specifically she hates thunderstorms. Even into her thirties stormy weather makes her have difficulty sleeping or functioning. It's a fear, a phobia if you will. 

While she doesn't fear her own death she does fear others she works with dying under her watch or else being converted to the ranks of the ones they hunt. A loss of a hunter under her care is a failure in her command. In that way, perhaps it's better to say that she fears failure.

| Personality Traits |
Patient. Though Raini hates people that don't listen, she puts up with them in the hope that they'll learn sooner or later. On that same token, Raini is someone that will wait and wait until the moment is right before springing into action. Patience is a virtue that gets rewarded. Impatience gets people injured or worse. 

Disaffected. While losing someone among her ranks gets her where it counts, after the things she's experienced and done nothing really concerns her anymore. Yes, she obviously doesn't like it when innocents die due to the supernatural, but the news of a death or the sight of blood or bodies doesn't fuel her into action. She's desensitized and cautions others to hold onto their strong feelings on the matter.

Motherly. Raini had a strong bond with her mother for the short time they were a family and she found a father figure in her training days. As such, any hunter that works with her is seen as something close to family, not all that dissimilar to wolves and their pack or vampires and their coven. 

Hard. Raini, despite her motherly tendencies, is still a hard person to bond with. But in her mind, she doesn't have to be liked so long as she has respect. The fact that getting her to 'remember' your name is a rite of passage shows how difficult it is to earn her trust and friendship. Ostensibly it's so she can feel less on the off chance that one of them dies, but there's sure to be a deeper reason.

| Personality |
To hear Raini describe it, she's a hunter second and a person first, but that doesn't stop elements of who she is in the 'fight' from seeping into her attempts to be a more 'ordinary' citizen. Around children and the like, such as those who come to the lab for shots or blood work, she's always friendly and smiling, like a motherly sort would be, but she rarely, if ever, speaks to adult patients about anything other than the reason for their visit to the lab. Few would describe her as 'friendly' but many would consider her 'nice'. Raini isn't a mean person and doesn't have near the outright hatred towards the hunter's prey as some do. 

Once someone has earned her respect she treats them no differently than she expects them to treat her. Everyone, once proven they can hang in the hunters of Bellingstone, is seen as equals. It is, to her, the best way to foster camaraderie and instill the notion that no one is expendable. Raini may take a while to consider someone, but even those whose name she hasn't said are still part of the team. Raini is practical when making decisions and often will opt to take less favorable choices rather than the more immediate 'positive' ones. She won't be the one to rush in and help someone in danger and she'd be willing to let innocents die if it meant it would lead to something more substantial in the long run. Her casual disregard for the lives of innocents - or the seeming disregard - makes some believe her to be emotionless, heartless, cruel.

But she isn't. She just understands that not everyone can be saved. The more moral people around her are people she trusts to keep her in check. Raini doesn't want other hunters to lose their humanity and empathy and encourages them to 'remain as innocent as possible'. 

Anyone who knows Raini, be it a fellow hunter or a friend in Bellingstone, knows that she is there in case someone needs an ear to vent their problems. Raini wants very much to be seen as something of a motherly presence among her charges, loving and caring but also willing to lay down the law and take control of a situation. She might be strict, but if it keeps people alive it's worth it in the end.

Just don't ACTUALLY call her mom.

| Place of Origin |
Thimphu, Bhutan

| History |
Raini was born in Bhutan to a father of South Asian heritage and a mother from China. Though Bhutan is where she was born it wasn't where she lived; at a young age, before Raini could walk, she and her parents settled in Egypt, in Cairo. Raini bonded with her mother, who she remembered being incredibly affectionate and caring which was in direct contrast to her father, who was aloof and worked abnormal hours which meant Raini rarely got to spend time with him. As Raini grew into a child, she noticed that her father was often talking of relocation, of staying mobile, but her mother wanted a home. A permanent one. Her parents spoke in whispers often. 

Raini's mother was also her educator, teaching her both Arabic and Mandarin and how to read the written word. She never felt coddled, but it was obvious that Raini was fond of her mother. When she was thirteen she started to notice more oddities with her father. He always seemed to be on edge, nervous, and would often lash out against his wife. Any attempt to find out what was wrong was met with anger from her father and near sobs from her mother. 

At age fourteen, Raini lost both of her parents. 

It happened slowly, building up over the course of months. Suddenly Raini had a new family member, an Uncle Jabari that made frequent trips to the family home. Jabari was a man of few words but always came with a gift for Raini, some trinket or bauble, one time a cool pocket knife, but he didn't say a word to the girl otherwise. One week after Raini's fourteenth birthday, their home was broken into at night. Raini hid in a cupboard and watched as a strange man accused her mother of 'betrayal'. The man snapped her father's neck and Raini was forced to watch a different side of her mother. 

The mother she loved shrieked and attacked the mysterious man, a fight that stopped after her mother removed the man's head. Of course Raini screamed, what person wouldn't after witnessing such a thing? But before her bloody mother could reveal her true nature to her daughter, Uncle Jabari arrived and drove a sake through the woman's heart. "Your mother was on the run from her coven," Jabari went on to explain as he introduced Raini to the world of vampires and hunters. 

Jabari was a hunter named Eric and he was hunting the man that was hunting Raini's mother, arriving too late to save her father. Eric, against his better judgment, took Raini along to be trained as a hunter, which took some convincing on his end as Raini was still in shock over the sudden loss of her mother. Of her parents. Studying under Eric became the replacement of studying languages with her mom. Eric started calling her Rainy as she started taking her training more seriously. When she became a full fledged hunter, Eric was there to welcome her to the fold. She requested to serve with him but he refused, saying that she had to become her own person now. Eric went off to his own posting. News of his death reached her three months after the fact. Werewolf attack. 

Raini models a lot of herself after Eric, keeping the little nickname mispronunciation thing alive as sort of a tribute to his memory. As he requested, Raini has become her own hunter, even being assigned to Bellingstone where she's integrated herself into the community as a phlebotomist, working in the bloodwork lab at a doctor's office. The job is one way she monitors the activity of vampires and werewolves alike, and it allows her to keep tabs on the blood supply in case some hungry sorts get a little bold in their quest for human blood. 

To the residents of Bellingstone, Raini is the blood doctor who gives the children coming for shots a lollipop if they don't squirm. To others, she's a threat. A hunter through and through.

| Extra |
She speaks English, Arabic, and Mandarin. She speaks with a noticeable accent though it's not as heavy these days. 

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@Fabricant451

OMG! That's the lady from Agents of Shield! :D

But anyways, nice character as always and you may place her within the character tab. :)Update; I'll have my character up either tomorrow or Tuesday.

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