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@The Scotsman

Biggest issue ever :p Though she's perfectly willing to deal with the injured and in small groups, she's not happy to be in a large group or area. As well as she'd eb the first to volunteer to leave the school with them.

Until the End!

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Name: Jasmine Elaine Marx
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Current Location: London, England

Personality
Jasmine is the type to enjoy things to the fullest, with little care of the consequence or later happenings that may cause her misery, though she's protective and loving of those whose company she particularly enjoys though music has always taken presidence. She's easily embarrassed, angered and annoyed, and hates being teased. She's huge romantic as well.

Bio
Jasmine is unsure of much of her past, the last six years being all that is currently clear to her after a blow to the head; a time in which she has been a warden of the state and lived in a boarding school in Eastern Canada. She currently resides in London England as a foreign exchange student.
What she does remember though, is the sound of her mothers voice - a kind woman from Cornwall - and er love of music. She started listening to the radio when she was younger, and audiobooks because she couldn't see though it wasn't far into high school that she first picked up the guitar and started playing two years after she remembers. She's learned several instruments by sound and touch alone, as well as written a couple of songs and orchestra pieces.

Power
Audiokinesis
The ability to create sound and manipulate the volume,tone, pitch, intensity and octave. May create total silence, or supersonic and ultrasonic sounds. May create sonic booms that deal damage to enemies as well as utilize echolocation.

Family: Unknown
Friends: TBD
Sentimental Attachment: To anyone but music? No.
Other
Blind from birth - according to medical records

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@The Scotsman

I can see what you mean honestly. It's very. . . Interesting to think about considering they both have very conflicting personalities and her schizophrenia will actually push away most people and her inability to trust will only get worse like this.

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@The Scotsman

Oh wow, that's awesome~ I actually really want to see these two interact while like this though. They seem like they would be both entertaining and great character and relationship development.

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@The Scotsman

Oh wow, you read it already?

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The woman stepped forward when beckoned toward Jack though she could tell already it was a horrible time for him since taking on the role of leader and having to figure everything out himself. He was stressed clearly, and the girl had to force the smirk from her lips before she spoke to him at all. "I won't be staying with the group." She said to him without waiting for him to ask what it was that she had meant to say to him. Her eyes found his and she had to overwhelming urge to take him aside again, to torment him as well as speak with him though watching him struggle beneath the weight of what he had brought upon himself would be much more satisfactory when it came down to it. "I'll help still, with the injured and cooking, but being in such close proximity of so many others will end in Death and that is exactly what those things want." The young woman waited for his response, the words coming in a harsh quarry of ridicule and instead of standing there and taking it she reached forward and grabbed onto the collar of his shirt to pull him down to her level without warning. She would have spoken first though the look in his eyes gave him away as to what was happening to him and she saw how he was fighting against what it was that was happening to him. She would have hit him too though any violence could wait until later to see if it was necessary to stop his current path from continuing. Instead she leaned toward him and whispered in his ear the same way that James did to her.

"Come find me when the monster becomes too much."

As soon as she was finished, having felt her lips brush against his cheek while she spoke to him, she let go of his shirt and stepped away from him again, toward the door of the auditorium where she stopped and stood, waiting until enough people where looking at her. She hated being watched by so many pairs of eyes, but as far as she knew she was the only one that had any real and valuable knowledge of how to heal the human body or anatomy at all. "Anyone injured go to the infirmary! I'll tend to you there!" Having spoken she listened to her voice echoing in the great chamber for a moment before turning on her heel and walking back outside of the auditorium into the hallway where her things were waiting for her to pick them up again. She was tense, as if ready to pounce on the next person to snap at her and the way she knew people were staring at the scars and cuts that laced across her skin in intricate lines that she wouldn't be able to hide for much longer regardless.

She picked up her satchel and flung it over her shoulder where it landed and weighed heavily on her shoulder while it bashed painfully against her hip for the time while she lifted the case in her hand as well and walked away without another word. With the pain came a slightly different walk, her attitudes were changing as well with her swaying her hips while she walked and a lack of confidence had become a deadly eyes and predatory walk. Even with her shoes on her steps were nearly silent and evenly paced with the shadows falling over her easily. She had been to the infirmary herself several times before though and she knew where it was for the most part. Maybe she would run into Cecil at some point against today, of course he may end up hurting him if she did see him anyway.

At the infirmary she walked inside and and closed to door behind her and walked until she fell over on one of the bed and lay still with her bag beside her and her eyes staring at the ceiling again. It was quiet here and it allowed her to keep the beast silent and dormant as well. All she had to do was wait for others to come to her and she was sure that there wouldn't be too many especially.

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@The Scotsman

And she said something to Jack as well before though I don't know if you'll like it.

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

Hey guys, I'll be away later today because I have to work. I'll be back sometime around eleven my time >_<

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

The woman wolf had tilted her head, lowering her gaze slightly while the Ulfric barked off orders in displeasure and knowing that he was angry with her for being so blindly reckless she did not reach out to touch him as he stormed passed her, the door to the house slamming behind her while he left. She could practically feel the fury broiling below the surface where she would normally have sense softer feelings though she had gone against his will to protect her. When Sasha move on the other hand she lifted her gaze and looked in the direction that which she heard footsteps coming from as well. "I will do my best to cool his fury before he finds you." She spoke, her voice soft still though resigned and alone in the silence save for the growing anger of those around her. She disliked it and found that today had been a rather stressful day for her Ulfric and instead of choosing to add to it by following him inside straight away, she watched the two male ahead of her - the hunter and the wolf.

"Marrec."

She halted the two as they tried to pass her, her hands held in front of her while she blinked open her eyes and looked toward the hunter. They were pale, cold, the line though them stark and obvious though it did not seem to hinder her as she turned toward the hunter and watched him with those same blind eyes. "If you touch my Ulfric, I will show you the end of days." She said to him, her own voice showing a rare annoyance at the appearance of the man who'd shown up today, armed to kill them. She closed her eyes again and spun away, walking straight toward the house without another word and found her way to the kitchen door, silently counting steps as she went.

The scent of Markus was strong and she could hear him speaking with the loner he had brought in earlier that day, though she had not wanted to disturb them, so instead of walking inside she waited near the door to see if he would call on her or ask her to go for now. If she must then she would wait for him again in a more private part of the house and find her quiet and peace again. Oddly enough though, Valerie felt as if she would be needed here, to speak calmly to the girl where her mate was loud and forceful.

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Well @WilsonTurner still has to post (not sure how far he is in the writing of his post), and one of the original people interested in the story, @Mbarnes, is now back online after finishing her school stuff, so you two could organise something maybe?

@The Scotsman

That could work. I'll have Vanessa go to the schools infirmary where she can set up to assist the injured.