Vaermina
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Vineera threw the fire extinguisher to the side. “Bounties, huh?”She crossed her arms and studied him closely. She hasn’t seen his picture around at the station, the again she doesn’t really pay attention to the bounty boards. “You sure that’s something you want to say in front of a cop..?” She paused. “Nevermind that, are you okay?”
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Hearing screams in the distance, Vineera’s head shot up and she ran into the direction it came from. She smoke and knew that had to be where the screams came from. She saw a man who was covered in flames. “Holy shit..” She quickly ran into a shop and grabbed a fire extinguisher. “Sir! Try to hold your breath,” she tried to scream load enough for him to hear. She quickly twisted off the tiny piece of metal that kept it locked, aimed, and relieved the man of the flames that engulfed him.
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Vineera walked along the crowded street looking for any signs of wrongdoing. She’d been a policewoman for about three year now and she thinks she’s seen it all. She glances at her wristwatch. “Damn..” She had a little over an hour until she was done patrolling the streets and the day just seemed to be never ending.
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Name: Vineera
Age: 263 (Looks as if she’s in her early 20’s)
Appearance: She carries twin pistols. Dresses in her work uniform during work hours. Out of work she wears a dress of the century’s fashion.
Height:5’9″ (She’s short due to being part human)
Skin Color: Very fair, porcelain-like
Hair Color: Long white hair with her bangs pulled back and braided. The braid is littered with various beads of different colors.
Eye Color: Bright green
Race: Human/Ascendii
Personality: Serious, cold, shy at first, she tends to let loose after knowing people. She takes control when she seems fit so she comes across as bossy. She likes order, tidiness, and obedience.
Background: After her human father had abandoned the family, Vineera was neglected and raised herself. She found herself resorting to things that were frowned upon just to keep some money. When she was old enough, she gathered herself together and went to work as a policewoman.
Skills: Excellent shot when it comes to using her pistols, Ascendii qualities, survival, and incredibly smart.
Powers: Flying, trying to gain telekinesis, phenomenal hearing, controls weather, fire, and Mirror.
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“We’ll see later. Right now I’m sure I’d definitely hurt myself,” she giggled
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She looked away from the scene that was unfolding right in front of her. How could someone be so blunt? She was admiring that. It was characteristic that she lacked.
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Valarie shuffled uneasily. She has no idea what the woman was talking about but she knew it couldn’t be good. “You guys,” she said blow a whisper, “what’s lIon..?”
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“I don’t even think I want to ask considering what just happened to Sherly and me,” she glances over at the van and can’t help but wonder.
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Valarie sighed. “That’s an understatement. This is insane. What are we even supposed to do?”
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Valarie stood there, shocked. She was confused and scared. All she wanted was a way to get to New York.
After she was able to compose herself se walked back to a curb where she pulled her n=knees to her chest. She had no way to go back home. She pulled her phone out o her pocket to se no missed calls, no texts, and no service.
Frustrated, she put her phone back in her pocket.
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Valarie stepped back a bit. “D-Do you know why there aren’t any flights to New York? We’re all suppose to be headed there.” She points to the group of people she just met.
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Valarie eyed the eighteen wheeler suspiciously. She slowly walked towards it after a minute of staring.
“E-Excuse me..” She knocked on it’s door, hoping the driver would answer. Maybe he had answers to her questions too.
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Valarie sighed and crossed her arms, irritated at the thought of flights being canceled. “All New York flights aren’t even on the time board. It doesn’t even state that there were any flights coming in or out of New York.. It’s like it doesn’t exit to this place.”
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Valarie’s eyes shot open as she heard the words “Mew York come out of someone’s mouth. She looked over at the group of people talking and walked over to them. “I’m sorry for eavesdropping,” se said nervously, “but I heard someone say they were going to New York. That’s where I’m headed. Well, where I was suppose to be headed.”
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Valarie Printup looked around at the people that inhabited the parking lot. She was sitting along the curb with her phone against her ear. “Come on.. Pick up.. Please!” No one answered her call and she put her phone in her pocket, annoyed. She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed. Tears pricked her eyes but she fought them back. She had no idea what to do now.