Vaermina
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Name: Valarie Printup
Age/Gender: 18, female
Appearance: Long dark brown hair, hazel eyes (brown and green), 5 foot 3 inches tall, light weight (around 113). She’s wearing a red flannel with a white tank top underneath with black skinny jeans that are torn . Her shoes of choice are all black Vans.
Personality: She’s shy around people she doesn’t know, but when she gets to know someone she becomes extremely comfortable. She’s protective over people she’s close to and will risk anything for their safety. She doesn’t trust people easily.
Strengths: Identifying plants and constellations. A great writer, mainly poetry. U.S. History.
Weaknesses: Crowds of people, too many questions, bugs, and heights.
Cool stuff: She had a poem published in a collaboration poetry book.
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“I-I don’t know about that..” She said nervously
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“Oh my god! That was so fun!” she squeals and smiles.
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“Ah, you already know me so well, Miss. I’ll be back again later, expect me.” She walked out the door and into the street where she would go to the local coffee shop.
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Vlora exits her room of the headquarters. After days practicing her power in her room, she thinks she can take it to the next level. She enters the living room and tries to pick up the couch with her telekinesis. It barely comes off the ground.
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Viollette smiled. She actually won. “Thank you, Miss.” She pulled out another paper from her coat. “Here is more information. Have any member of your family tell me what they need from the Gistillees and I will try my best to obtain them.”
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She gave her a cold look. “I could say the same to you. I’m trying to save your name, your family, and your city. I could have easily left this file alone and let it ruin you.” She pointed to the file in Mary’s hand. “I’m already trained. You won’t need to waste any time. I have more than easy access to Gistillee information that I’m willing to give you.”
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Viollette stepped inside and shrugged. “Plans to ruin your family name. There’s a profile in there- someone in this town who’s already said things, awful things, to my family.”
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Viollette nodded respectfully. “Miss Zimbaliti.” She raised the folder to show her. “This might be of some use to you.”
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Viollette walked up the staircase to the front door of the Zimblati’s, yet again. This time she had brought a folder containing information and plotting against the Zimbalti’s She was determined to be a part of them. She knocked on the door.
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Viollette had to think things trough. She went back to Hainesville and sat inside the local coffee shop. The waiter came up to her and handed her the usual, peppermint coffee.
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Verona cocked her head to the side. “What an interesting character..”
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Viollette looked behind her and spoke to the man. “You might want to watch who you’re talking to. That’ll be your boss if they let you in.”
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Verona took a step away from Alter and Vi. She did not want to be near tat when things went wrong. “So when do we leave?”
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“It sounds dangerous, but I guess it’s worth a shot.” Verona shrugged.
Onish screeched and flew down. “This sounds way too dangerous! What if someone gets hurt?” He sat on Verona’s shoulder.