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More Than Skin Deep
Brief Personality:
Shy, Quiet, Reclusive, Sarcastic, Intelligent
Brief Characteristics:
5'4", 110lbs, Long Auburn Hair, Hazel Eyes, Pale
Green Skin, Emerald Metallic Wings

Who I Am

Name: Esperanza
Age: 17
Gender: Female

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{Esperanza (Last name Unknown) "Espy", standing at five feet four inches, and a slight 110 lbs, aged 17, is not by outward appearances very intimidating, unless you consider the wings and slight tinge of green to her skin. Both of which are the result of the genetic engineers at the "Facility". Her frame seems almost too slight to carry the breadth of her wings and the skin which covers it is tinted such a pale color of green you might not notice in the right light, except maybe to think she was ill. Bright light, the little of it she's been exposed to, however makes it much more noticeable. Her eyes are a soft hazel, primarily brown with green and gold flecks, which honestly play well off the soft dark auburn hair she generally keeps pinned back because it's so long. The facility insisted she keep the length to disguise her features. She supposes the Facility preferred to have her more hidden because of her skin tone, though the wings would certainly tip people off.
She was trained primarily in long range weapons, though she did learn hand to hand and close range combat as well, she is deathly dangerous at long distances. Though trained in lasers, semi-nuclear mini missiles, and quite accurate with stellar rays, she preferred "ancient" long-range weapons such as the bow and rifle. In hand to hand combat, she surprised her trainers frequently with her strength, though she has a tendency to be clumsy. Apparently, the hummingbird's stunning agility was not something she genetically received.
Her interpersonal skills with peers are non-existent. Having such an odd visage she wasn't permitted to interact with any of the other Tendits. Ever. Her one saving grace was a boy named Farin that shared a wall with her. Her room was at the end of the long hall and he was her only neighbor. However, it was determined quickly in her early years that she was incredibly bright and articulate. She was taught all of the core subjects in classes, and excelled, though not very interested in "arithmetic". Her instructors at the facility found her to be easy to teach and she developed a very adult perspective in being isolated among them.

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{ The night of the famed escape, Esperanza went thoroughly unnoticed by the fellow Tendits in their rush to vacate the premises. Two things contributed to the nightmare that was her own disastrous exit from the facility. First of which being her terror. For as long as she can remember, Espy was deathly afraid of what her instructors told her existed beyond the walls of the Facility. War. Murder. People who would kill her just at the sight of her. She didn't want any part of the escape, even told Farin so through the vent in their shared wall. She didn't want to leave, at first. But as the events played out that evening, she realized she was far safer outside than in. She hid in her room, not answering Farin when he called her out. She heard him make his own way away from their corner of the ward. Then she heard the guards. She heard the bird-like shrieks of the injured and/or dying that filled the void of her quiet cell. She ventured a peek out of her opened door. As she did she was spotted by an instructor she had always admired and trusted, and it was he that attacked.
Running blindly through the halls she knew so well, with his blood covering her and not really sure how it got there, she ended up in the shooting range, sweating profusely and nearly unable to breathe. Pausing before stepping into the shadowy room, she heard a click, a guard, who she didn't recognize was coming toward her. She grabbed the nearest weapons available and let her wings fly. Frantically dodging shots, Facility staff, and guards, she barely managed to make it out. Dawn breaking, she ducked into a manhole, and followed the sewers to safety.
Espy was exhausted, injured, apparently a stellar ray had damaged her right wing, and fighting the urge to pass out from the smell and rats crawling everywhere, that or the bite from who knew what bug or spider swelling on her hand. She ventured a peek through a storm gutter out into the "real world". The sun was fully shining, and even though she was nervous about being seen, especially given her appearance, and the obvious stench that was reeking off of her, she shimmied herself up to get a better view.
The street was dead quiet, though she knew it must be mid-morning by now. Espy walked the few feet from the gutter to the nearest manhole cover and pushing it up slightly, climbed out, and darted into the closest building, an abandoned mechanic shop. She crawled into what was left of a rusty old car and passed out.

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Age: 6
Gender: Male
Quick Look:
Blond Hair
Brown eyes
Lanky body

:{Andrew is a sandy blonde, of the age of 6, with light brown hazel eyes and lanky features. 3'8" tall, and approx. 40lbs.

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:{Andrew was born outside the facility, his mother having escaped before his birth. His mother was a woman by the name of Ginger Marie Parrish, originally Brookes. She was an experiment. She had the rare gene and such, and had a daughter, Tabitha. But though Ginger escaped, her daughter didn't, and she had spent the rest of her life trying to get her back. She and her husband, Emil Felix Parrish, died in one such attempt, leaving their son Andrew in the care of one Sherry and Larry Hage. He's now looking for his sister, with their help. She would be about twelve.

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:{Andrew's silly, worse yet, rambunctious, as he has not yet grasped war and figured out horrid the world he lives in is. But that's his highest strength...maybe his weakness too. Part of the problem is a low sense of self-control. He's never quiet. But he's six, so it's acceptable. Restless and jumpy hes just a ball.

Likes:

• Talking, singing, anything involving making noise with his voice!
• Carving
• Digging
• Dirt and mud in general

Dislikes:

• Spicy food
• Soap
• Being told what to do
• Having to go to bed early

Weaknesses:

• Loud
• Rambunctious
• Oversensitive at times
• Cranky and impossible to be around when he's tired

Strengths:

• Very active
• Very energetic
• Very sweet when someone he cares about is sad
• Very funny sometimes-silly and goofy

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"Name Please"

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Ǥɛи∂ɛя:
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Ɯɛιɢнт:
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Δɢɛ:
{Age here ex: 10y6m
Єʏɛ Ɔσℓσя:
Eye color here

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"Name Please"

Ħɛιɢнт:
{4'11"
Ħαιя Ɔσℓσя/˩ɛиɢтн
Dark Brown / Long

Ǥɛи∂ɛя:
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Ɯɛιɢнт:
98lbs

Δɢɛ:
{19y
Єʏɛ Ɔσℓσя:
Hazel

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"How'd you get here?"

Lydia is one of nine children and the only girl. Having so many
brothers, however proved more beneficial than detrimental.
She is from a long family of trained herbalists and healers,
and is also one of only two of the children who inherited
their mother's empathism. She reads emotions, and motives.

Liddie's family lives a good distance from Eron, in
a small wood, outside of Graywater, but she's come
to deliver goods to alchemists needing medicinals.
She's also brought some other herbs and roots to offer
at the Guilds, unbeknownst to her parents, some with
very interesting effects.

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"Disposition?"

Lydia is not shy, per se, but being forever surrounded
by boys heads taller than she is makes her nervous in crowds
of people. She is a master negotiator, which is why she's sent
on such errands, and would rather have her nose in a dusty old
book somewhere. Sarcastic, and dark in humor, Liddie is
often misunderstood and that can cause her more problems,

but it comes so naturally she really can't help herself.
Her knowledge of herbs and plants is ingrained in her
so deep its second nature. She's considering trying
to get an apprenticeship to an alchemist while she's
here.

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Likes:

• Solitude and quiet
• A good book
• Experimenting with her wares and Blowing things up XD
• A good, or even sometimes bad, pun

Dislikes:

• Crowds, or being hemmed in
• Loud environments
• People without a sense of humor
• Feeling controlled by her family

Weaknesses:

• Her family, as much as she resents them, she is very protective of them
• Sweets, lots of sweets.
• The pull to mix herbs and substances that probably shouldn't be messed with
• A general distrust of people, because she can read their motives

Strengths:

• Intelligent
• Resourceful
• Studious
• Negotiation, and reading people

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