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Full Name: Elizabeth Sladen Bolger
Alias(es): Beth, Liz, Cantering Doe (by family)
Species: Fairy
Affiliation: Light Fairies, Native Americans
Occupation: Ranger of local wildlife park
Background: Native American
Age Range: Mid to late Twenties
Appearance: like Pocahontas, wings are a deep red
Eye colour: brown, almond shaped, stern
Hair colour: Black, reaches lower back, usually tied in ponytail or braid.
Height: 5'9"
Weight/Build: slim and thin (athletic) build, somewhat muscular (hides her real strength), small to average sized breasts
Outfit: (Ranger uniform): hat, jacket, shirt, tie, belt (with holster), pants, hiking boots, thick socks.
(Native American): high boots, pants, shirt/dress, pull over anorak, war paint
Otherwise wears casual clothes. Usually has a necklace of a roughly hewn wooden doe around neck. Some tattoos of animals.
Weapons: handgun, also is extremely skilled with bow and arrow, dagger (also another dagger in heel of hiking boot, high boot, and casual shoe), some martial arts knowledge. Light Fae/Fairy Magic.
Attributes: Good ranger, expert tracker, can be stern and snappy, however softens usually with Kaitlyn. Has good relationships with Kaitlyn (adoptive sister), and most Native Americans and Otherworlders. Is protective of Kaitlyn, her adoptive sister.
Quotes:
"Actually, before the White Man came, Native Americans and Otherworldsers lived side-by-side in peace and harmony…for the most part."
"Shut it, I need quiet to concentrate."
"You want Kaityln, you'll have to go through me."
History: Was named after the actor, who played Sarah Jane Smith in Doctor Who, grew up being raised in both the modern American world and the Native American world. Grew up only wanting to protect the animals in the wildlife park. Lives with sister in log cabin somewhere in park
Alias(es): Beth, Liz, Cantering Doe (by family)
Species: Fairy
Affiliation: Light Fairies, Native Americans
Occupation: Ranger of local wildlife park
Background: Native American
Age Range: Mid to late Twenties
Appearance: like Pocahontas, wings are a deep red
Eye colour: brown, almond shaped, stern
Hair colour: Black, reaches lower back, usually tied in ponytail or braid.
Height: 5'9"
Weight/Build: slim and thin (athletic) build, somewhat muscular (hides her real strength), small to average sized breasts
Outfit: (Ranger uniform): hat, jacket, shirt, tie, belt (with holster), pants, hiking boots, thick socks.
(Native American): high boots, pants, shirt/dress, pull over anorak, war paint
Otherwise wears casual clothes. Usually has a necklace of a roughly hewn wooden doe around neck. Some tattoos of animals.
Weapons: handgun, also is extremely skilled with bow and arrow, dagger (also another dagger in heel of hiking boot, high boot, and casual shoe), some martial arts knowledge. Light Fae/Fairy Magic.
Attributes: Good ranger, expert tracker, can be stern and snappy, however softens usually with Kaitlyn. Has good relationships with Kaitlyn (adoptive sister), and most Native Americans and Otherworlders. Is protective of Kaitlyn, her adoptive sister.
Quotes:
"Actually, before the White Man came, Native Americans and Otherworldsers lived side-by-side in peace and harmony…for the most part."
"Shut it, I need quiet to concentrate."
"You want Kaityln, you'll have to go through me."
History: Was named after the actor, who played Sarah Jane Smith in Doctor Who, grew up being raised in both the modern American world and the Native American world. Grew up only wanting to protect the animals in the wildlife park. Lives with sister in log cabin somewhere in park
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Irretrievably Broken
What can you do when the person who is supposed to love you the most doesn't care at all?
What should you do when the person who is supposed to have your back at all times stabs you in it instead?
What does it say when all the people who were supposed to be friends to both of you kept their silence?
I may forgive one day, but I will never trust again.
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Darkness
The pitter-patter of raindrops on cobblestones
when walking alone, engrossed in your memories,
your thoughts condescend behind you like a
narcissistic parent.
Vision changes, perspectives are skewed
downwards. A skeptical outlook becomes
a recording in your mind; when does it stop?
How do I get to this moment? Where did
I fucked up?
A flash of gunpowder, the mind lights up like
for the one instant where you felt hope. You
had an answer, but the voices keep coming;
smothering, snuffing; the fire is gone
and I'm suffering in silence.
Literature
Shed a Tear
The train pulled into the platform at Wootton Bassett and we all clambered off and ran into our waiting lovers arms. I looked around for my Lucy. I spotted her at the back looking around nervously. I'd been gone for almost a year now and even now as I stand on the platform I can't seem to decide whether I missed her or not. I was always an outgoing soul, loud and talkative. Always hooking up with girls when I was still at home. I walked slowly over to Lucy.
"Luke!" she laughed nervously, running into my arms.
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