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[youre_the_onlyreason]

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full name
Caroline Stacey Dele
nicknames:
Cara; Caroline
age
16
gender
Female
personality
She is very sweet, and caring. She loves to sing, and she has some special enhancement affects. She loves nature, and loves to be with people. She looks very fragile, when really, she is one of the strongest people you'll ever meet.
history
She was taken into the prison at birth. Like all the others, she was treated horribly and had to start training at the age of 4. Though, she didn't like it at all. She would hide in a little trunk at the end of her bed sometimes just to get away from training. When she got to big for it, she started hiding wherever she could. She decided she needed to get out when she was about 13 years old, and tried many things. She has multiple scars from her multiple attempts now. Finally, when she was 14, she cut a whole in the fence at the training yards. It was 2 in the morning, so she managed to steal a machete cabinet, and has kept it ever since.
strengths
Manipulating people; Singing; Flattering her way out of things; She is very strong
weaknesses
She is not that fast; Cannot work alone
[color=#004080]other
She was given labels. Why? She loved music so much, so she would hum tunes she had made up. When, and if, the guards, or whomever, heard her they would brand her. They told her if she loved music so much, they would hurt her with it. Just to make sure she didn't like it. Though, she still did. They never changed it. They told her it would make her weak, and almost everyday, she was branded. So, now they look like tattoos, and they are music notes and such. Here is an example:

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{{Hope this is good! Fixed it}}

[.:bunches:.]

Espy's eyes softened. "Tabitha, you're okay..and no we are not taking you back. We've all just escaped a few days ago and at this point we're just starting to come together. We aren't sure how many got out, how many survived, or what we will do next. Mostly right now we are just laying low and healing. I think we should get you cleaned up and look you over again, and feed you. You're such a wisp of a thing. Stasi-do you have any ideas on how to get us all back downstairs or do you thing we should just hang here until closing time. If that be the case we should get some food in here, and something for her to drink too, her lips are so chapped! She's probably dehydrated. And at some point I have GOT to figure out what to do about this skin-unless of course I am going to just say to heck with it and risk all our lives being a walking beacon and all. Like the wings weren't enough. They had to mess with my skin too."

Espy popped up on the desk and picked up a silver cigarette case and eyed her reflection...no wonder Stasi had reacted the way she did...holy cow-she was a mess. So much for her shower. She laughed in spite of herself and put it down. "This plan is never going to work. I look ridiculous! Oh well, better luck next time?" She sliced up the block of cheese she'd grabbed and handed it around to the other girls, wishing she'd have thought to grab a drink. Poking her head out the door, she eyed the woman that had been in the office earlier and motioned her to come over.

"Hi, sorry to bother you, do you think you could arrange something to drink for the little girl. I think she's dehydrated."

[Avaloni]

Anastasia1379; you neet a little more info. This is some of the info I'd want... How did caroline manage to get a tiger? How/when/if did she escape {Breifly}? Can she be a little bit younger? (The reason being is that she can't be too much older then Farin, who was one of the first tendits.. soo, yeah. Younger!

Anastasia

Anastasia watched as Shaylee nodded, dissapearing behind the door. "I think we should stay here 'till closing time. We can ask Rusty to close early." Anastasia turned to Rusty questioningly. He nodded. "Can do. I'll close in about 30 minutes.." Anastasia looked at Espy. "You know, there's a better way to cover your skin then gallons of foundation. Cheaper, too.." Anastasia paused for effect; letting Espy get that expression of anticipation before continuing. "Fake tan! You can choose whatever tone you'd like.. although I'd suggest one slightly darker then the green." Shaylee returned through the door again. On one hand she carried a metal tray. On the tray was three waters and a tea, all iced with little maraschino cherries, an umbrella, and a sprig of mint. It looked quite elegant. She smiled, setting the tray down and handed the tea to Rusty, and gave everyone a glass of water. She added a little plastic black straw to each, unwrapping it from it's white paper cover that all the straws came in. Anastasia took her drink and took a sip through the straw; discovering it was not water at all. Hers was a carbonated drink with cherry-lime flavor, and it was quite good. "Mmm." Anastasia instantly felt guilty for enjoying her drink instead of paying attention to the new tendit. She was being a little selfish, wasn't she? She turned to the girl. Espy had told her their stories readily, making her feel welcome.. but, perhaps, too welcome. She'd heard of tendits that still were loyal to their old Goldhawk masters. What if this girl was one of them? How could they trust her? Was she a spy?? There was really no way of knowing. Anastasia grabbed Esperanza's arm, pulling her to a corner of the room where Tabitha couldn't hear her whispering into her friend's ear, almost hissing. "Why did you tell her about downstairs!? I get it, she's twelve, but still, she's a tendit! Do you know what I could do when I was twelve? What if she's a spy!? Did you think of that? Anastasia realized she was being too harsh, but still, there was truth in her words. They couldn't really trust anyone. Making her voice sound calmer, she continue. "Although, since she already knows about us, downstairs, and rusty, there's no point in keeping anything from her anymore.." With a final pointed look, she sat down next to Tabitha. "When did you escape? You already know who you're dealing with. You have our names. Do you want our life stories, too?"
{BTW just FYI I'm not trying to be mean, it's just Anastasia is very.... safty paraniod. Nothing against Tabs.}

[youre_the_onlyreason]

{{Yeah so sorry. Could've thought about that. I will fix it in a few. I am cooking dinner at the time. Sorry, again. }}

[.:bunches:.]

Espy didn't have an answer for her. She understood Anastasia's concern but at this point there was really no trying to explain her thought process, she just knew that there was better chance of all of them surviving if they took in whom they could and united together. She hadn't yet even gotten a chance to really talk to Stasi about her thoughts on the facility, but Esperanza hoped (funny since her name meant hope) that eventually the escaped Tendits, and whomever else they could align with, would band together. For one, to survive. And for two, to put an end to all that the Facility and the Goldhawks had put them through. Poor women were still having their pregnancies manipulated, their babies stolen, and their lives ended in the name of "science". There were still untold numbers of children locked in that place, and who knew how many that had been seriously injured or killed in the attempt to escape. At some point someone had to do something about it. Who better than those very "people" who were the product of the Facility's schemes, and knew the interior of its ironclad walls better than anyone outside would.

[lavender & lilac;;]

_______Tabitha Brookes|12|Upset|NoCrush|WithStasi&Espy_______

Tabitha's eyes widened instantly at the mention of the escape. "The big escape... And no. Life stories are something I'm fine without..." She grew silent. Farin...I never even learned your last name. She paused for a while and then bit her cheeks to bring her back to reality. She had noticed the tension in the corner, but remained quiet, as always. She looked Anastasia straight in the eye. "I give you my word. Iuro. She threw her forearm against her shirt, mimicking the old roman salute."I only learned Latin and Greek other than English, I'm afraid, but I think oaths sound best in the old languages."

Tabs took a sip of her drink and practically fainted. She didn't know what to call this flavor, but it tasted like happiness. Fruity. Floral? Tabitha wasn't sure.

((Thats all for now.))

[Avaloni]

( I literally laughed. Tasted like hapiness? I'm going to steal that IRL someday.)

Anastasia

Anastasia nodded, calming a bit. She felt bad for being harsh on Espy. They were all tendits. They should trust eachother. "I think's it's because oaths are a serious thing, and old languages sound so serious and official." Anastasia took another sip of her drink, it tasted delicious. She was surprised that Rusty's old nightclub didn't have more business.. most all the drinks here were so good. She didn't remember the food, though... was that as good, too? Rusty got up from his seat at the burgundy colored leather armchair. "I am going to tell everybody to go home. It's closing time." He said. He pointed at Shaylee for her to follow him. Obediantly, Shaylee nodded and followed behind him, her high heels clicking against the floor. She always wore heels... Anastasia guessed it was because she was really short. A few moments later Shaylee poked her head inside. Her blond hair fell in front her face; but she didn't bother to push it out of the way. "Alright," She said in a positive voice one may have described as 'chipper'. "Everybody's gone, the doors are locked and the windows down. You girls can come out for some dinner." Shaylee dissapeared behind the door again, walking off to help Rusty clean up. All the other waitresses were gone, and Shaylee was the only one who stayed to help clean up. It wasn't required of her, and she wasn't paid for it - but she did it anyway. "Well," Anastasia started. "You two hungry?" She shrugged off her jacket. It was getting warm and there was no danger anymore.

[youre_the_onlyreason]

{{I fixed it. Sorry about that. I was just bring the practical blonde I am. }}

[.:bunches:.]

"Oh thank heavens!!! I thought I'd have to spend forever in this stuff!" Espy darted out the door to the women's room across the hall and got out of the coveralls and scrubbed her face, and hands as best she could. The hair would have to stay painted until she could shower again. When she emerged, she apologized to Rusty for the coveralls with a promise to clean them up herself that night, though they would take some time to dry before she could put them back. She grabbed the mop bucket still sitting outside the office door and shuttled it back to the custodial closet then joined everyone else at the bar. There was a plate in front of the spot that they had reserved for her, but in her feeling of starvation and nervousness she wasn't sure if she even tasted any of it before inhaling it. When she finished eating, she noticed the stares of everyone else. She blushed, "Sorry. I don't even remember the last time I had an actual meal." And with that she downed her drink.

[lavender & lilac;;]

_______Tabitha Brookes|12|Upset|NoCrush|WithStasi&Espy_______

Tabitha nodded, she was hungry, and the bag of supplies she had gathered had disappeared. She kept her covering on though. She wasn't going to uncover her wings just yet. She'd wait til she had gotten to know them better. Then Tabs looked over at Espy. She looked silly. Tabitha almost forgot not to smile, but of course, she didn't. She looked back at her bowl. Potato Soup. Man. She took a bite and nearly fainted again. The food here was amazing. The facility had had okay food, but didn't have anything like this.

She took another sip of the clear liquid, trying to be sparing with it. She took a bite of the potato soup, and then looked around. Hmm. "So. How about that weather?"