Post by jennadevereux on Aug 2, 2013 7:43:08 GMT -5
Jenna Louise Devereux
ONE SHOT // 18 // STUDENT // veronika_vernadskaya
"If you knew the kind of person you used to be...the work we did together..."[/color]
:: PERSONALITY ::
Jenna is a head strong, strong willed fighter, she will not let any person tell her she can not do her work nor live how she feels she should be. Her heart is surrounded by a shell of ice that only some one who is strong willed and as stubborn as she can brake through. So far she has not come across any one willing to get close to even try too. She will talk to others but rarely says much preferring to listen rather than say anything to make her look foolish. When she does speak her voice is soft and warm and she will, sort of know, what she is talking about.
She will focus on her job and she can be a bit of a bitch, if she doesn’t like some one, or if some one has annoyed her. She won't hurt children and mutants choosing to help them rather than hunt them, which some have come to her asking her to do. She won't accept things as they are her father taught her to look deeper than just the surface which is what she has been doing since her father died in the accident. Her thoughts some times drift back to that day and she hardly talks about it, using it to drive her on in her life and if any one does talk to her about it she will quickly get angry about it.
"You're not the only one with gifts."
:: MUTATION ::
- :: POWER 1 :::
Repetitive Memory Absorption:
She has the adept ability to learn through the muscle memory of some one she touches how to use any weapon or skill she sees or comes into contact with. But this is only to a certain degree, as she retains only the memory of six weapons or skills she has learned at any one time due to frailty of her own memory. Any more than that and she loses a previously learned piece of information, be it a skill or something she has seen or the retained memory in a physical Item such as a gun or throwing star. Once she has mastered an opponent's physical movements, she can then predict her opponent's next attack and counter it the best she can, making her useful in a fight.
Apart from her learning ability she real doesn’t have much to go on, she is self taught in the ways of the street, having lived on it as a kid for six years. She is meticulous in her hygiene she will shower at night before she sleeps and when she leaves to go any where important.
"Living from day to day, moving from place to place, with no memory of who or what you are."
:: History ::
She was brought up by her father in new Orleans after her mother, Christina, disappeared after she was born. As a lone parent he did his best to look after her,they both though her mother had left because she felt that she could not look after a child and so they both left to find her. But no matter how hard her father searched from one country to another, living in inns and for some bad people. He had not found her and after six years of looking and finding no sign, he finally gave up the search and accepted she had to be ether in hiding and didn't want to be found, or dead. So heading back to the states he took a position as head of genetic research and development. This meant she had to go to school, which didn't go well as she got into several fights with boys who thought her too smart for her own good.
She did eventually settle down and excelled at school, moving through the high school fairly quickly. But seeing what the company her father was working for was doing, she chose not to join him in his work. Then one day as he was working late in his lab, there was an explosion. Jessica who was supposed to meet him for supper that day, was running late and arrived just as the lab exploded. The pain and suffering she went through made her decide she would not use her ability to aid the government's work, but to find and learn from the right people.
"Scream for me."
[/color][/center]:: RP sample ::
The night was warm and Jenna sat out side on the metal fire escape shawl wrapped around her shoulders as she looked out into the dark city. her hair was ruffled and unkempt, her eyes bloodshot as she tried not to sleep. Night mares plagued her if she closed her eyes even for a moment she had tried not to notice them and they had faded while she was small but now they came back darker and more intense each feeling like a knife cutting a little more away from her insides. Each face she saw was not her own each feeling seem to take a liitle of her own self away. She was unsure of if she was her or some one else. Pulling the shawl around her head she tried to block out the feelings but they kept coming her mind now spinning as she sat.
Leaving the escape she dressed in a jogging bottoms and tank top and running shoes , grabbing her keys she slammed the door close as she went for her run. She ran and felt her muscles heat up the faster she ran the more she felt like she was getting to the top of her anxiety thresh hold and she could not help run faster. She could feel her heart beating hard and fast. She past men who watched her but she ignored them only slowing when she finally felt she had passed her threshold. Soon she found herself beside a gym she had been taken to by Bishop and walked in. Smiling she took some gloves off a hook and slipped them on finding a punch bag she started to hit it back and forth taking her anger and lack of sleep out on it. Her feet moved quickly, it was then a man walked over to her and held the bag still.
“ Wanna to spar?” he asked Jenna looked at him but said nothing as he held the bag. Soon he pulled it to one side “ I asked a question” he said stopping she looked at him with a smirk as she moved to the ring.
“ why not I need a laugh” she said and climbed up under the rope. At first she remembered the beating Bishop had given her but she at he had told also remembered what he had told her after. Walking to a corner she stood waiting for the man. But she didn't have to wait long as he moved to the centre of the ring. Jenna moved with him and sighed seeing how show boating he was jumping back and forth. Then he lashed out at her she ducked then stood back up.
“My turn” she said and landed an uppercut on the man's jaw sending him sprawling to the canvas but he had second thoughts as he swiped her legs. Jenna felt it contact her thigh and she went down hard. Quickly she got back up ignoring the burning in her leg as she stood facing him.
“ I know what you are, scank.”He hissed at her reaching out to touch her face as he spoke as if he could do what the hell he wanted to her. This made her angry and swung out at him her hand missing his jaw but she raised her foot as she spun round taking him down with her leg as she wrapped it around his neck. She flipped him, forcing him down hard face first onto the canvas and was rewarded by a trickle of blood from his lip. Taking off her gloves she threw them at him and walked away. Watching the others as she left she pushed open the door and walked out. Pausing he lent against a wall breathing hard. She balled her fist and hit the wall hard.
"Welcome to Mutant High."
[/color][/center]JENNA // LADY // ONE SHOT // Excelsior
"Class dismissed."
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