Post by KALLEYNA JUNE LAWSON on Sept 15, 2010 18:38:20 GMT -5
KALLEYNA JUNE LAWSON
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Name: Kalleyna June Lawson
Nickname:Kay, Hime
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Occupation: Unemployed
Species: Human
Play By: Mandy Moore
Ability and Talent: Touch Cog
She is rather average, at around five foot five feet tall. Her hair is a mousy brown color and her eyes are a chocolaty hue. Oddly enough what makes her rather typical, also makes her look unique. She has a very eccentric look about her when she smiled, it’s almost arrogant but at the same time like she has some kind of private joke that is only for her to know.
She tends to dress rocker chic, with band t-shirts over tank tops and tight fitting jeans. Normally she wears combat boots or tall boots that go over her jeans. She is never without a jacket of some kind. Despite her rocker attire, she often wears short skirts and belts with studs, she is the punk rock princess. Kay is never afraid to show that off in her style.
Her hair is often worn at shoulder length in a riot or dark curls. It had a natural wave to it, that she tends to embellish with volume shampoos and a toss around her hair. Being on the road like she’s been most of her life she’s managed to do things with a bathroom hair dryer and a brush that not many can do.
The term scrapper could be used for her as she’s been known to punch and kick her way out of just about anything before grabbing something hard and swinging it around. She is able to fight but she doesn’t have the strength anymore. Not after being shot, she’s weakened because of that and the group relies on her ability to find things and people more than her ability to fight. She’s actually level headed but has a serious survival instinct that she tends to use for about everything.
She’s got a protective bone in her and isn’t afraid to chide anyone for being reckless as she’s very vocal when she doesn’t agree with something. Kay is a musical junkie and also a classic car addict, before she ran away she owned a classic corvette that she still wishes she had. But she’s going to get that once things settle down again.
Kay’s been known to throw attitude when she’s frustrated and can be very snarky at best, though she’s a seer she still tends to have a bite to her and growl when she feels like she’s not being heard. Between the people she runs with and her family she would chose her group over anyone else and her loyalty to them is unchallenged. She does what is best for the good of all.
She was born twenty five years ago in the middle of Seattle Washington to a very eccentric author father and a competitive attorney mother. When it came to the marriage it quickly fell apart. Her father took Kalleyna and ran off for the hills—he never stayed in one place very long. They moved from one place to another; Japan, England, Ireland, New York, The South. It didn’t matter where they were, she was just stuck in a place she wasn’t sure she wanted to be.
Realizing as a young girl that she could touch something and see where it had been or what it was connected too traveling the world held a new meaning for her. Being afraid to touch the world around her, Kalleyna’s father found her someone to speak to while they were in Japan. The woman was very old—old in a way she hadn’t really understood. She was quick with her direction and taught Kalleyna over a few months to channel her ability and to focus it. She told her that her gift was a gift and would be used by someone one day. But it would be used and there was almost no way to help that.
Her life changed when she was seventeen living in Minnesota. She was attacked by a dog of some kind while she was out for a walk. She was fine afterwards but the situation left her shaken. It wasn’t long on their travels before after being gone for a whole night—Kay came back home to find her father dead in their little apartment. After doing the usual with the cops she finally packed up her things and ran before they could send her back to her mother.
While she was trying to find somewhere to be she had a vision of a man when she touched a fence post. She knew that that vision was the only lead she had for any kind of saving grace so she used her ability to focus on her vision and the person in it to track him down. She found him in a bar, snuck her way in and approached him while he was playing pool. She said she wasn’t going to leave him alone and she had a vision—she was meant to stay with him. Abram didn’t argue. Much.
A while ago while in Washington, Kay was shot. She won’t talk about the circumstances outside of the group and refuses to let anyone see to it. She was sewed up, and the bullets removed but it has impacted her a great deal. She’s weakened and spends most of her time with (name here) being at his back through most everything. Most people see her as his woman, but in reality they are more like lady and bodyguard. But at the same time she chides him when he gets hurt or acts out of turn. She’s protective, but since her body is weak she isn’t nearly as capable to fight as she used to be.
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