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real name forgotten

physical || Shoulder-length blond hair in a haphazard cut, somewhat unkempt; eyes are dual colored, an eerie green on the left and golden-brown on the right; faint freckles dot her cheeks as well as shoulders; slightly tanned complexion; average build, weight and height, if not a little on the thin side; aged 20 years. Clothing ranges from none to backless scrub to sweats, mostly the latter. The number 829 was etched into her neck with permanent ink when she arrived to this facility less than five years prior. Small burn marks can be seen in several places, some new, most old; the same goes for scarring here and there.

While parts of her limbs seem to be decaying from radiation blasts, others remain normal or enhanced. Drugs had been introduced to her system to repair the damage but they only help so much. She walks with a limp because of one failed repair, favoring her entire right leg--that is, when she has room or time to walk at all. While her right leg is not strong, she can get it going if she persists. A few of her fingers don't always work immediately when she wishes either and her left ear is slightly deformed, though her hearing is not damaged.

There is a thick metal band accessory locked around her neck as well as two similar shackles upon her wrists to keep her secondary ability at bay.

abilities || Her left eye was not always a different shade than the other. It became this way through the experiments put upon her at the facility, much of which is varying degrees of radiation focused on varying places of her body. The ability she attained by accident was one which she could see through solid matter (such as walls), only one layer, with her effected eye. All the good its done her so far is to mildly prepare herself for the "doctors" and "nurses" to enter her room and wisp her away to more testing.

She has a low affinity for fire--either from rubbing her hands together to create sparks or, if she does it just right, a blow from her lips brings a small stream of flame to life. While potentially powerful, any practice she could put in on it is wasted because of the collar and thick bands on her forearms she's made to wear. They prevent the ability from forming at all unless at least one of them is removed.  Even still, her inexperience with it leaves it rather harmless inside the facility where eyes are kept on her at all times, especially without the flame guards.

behavior || The blond can be a bit cheeky, though more often than not is timid as an aftermath of being treated the way she has before and after her coming to this place. Her sharp tongue usually has repercussions that silence her for a period of time. Extremely suspicious of others for the same reasons. Honest and nice as they come but will lie and snarl to save her skin--whether she comes to like someone enough to do it for them, only time could tell.

She keeps to herself the majority of her free time, her mind mostly blank or afraid these days. Her thought patterns and speech are often short and jumpy. She often counts as high as she can during her alone time, even during what the orderlies call recreation time. She doesn't socialize unless spoken to first and even then she is wary but tries to seem friendly because she knows causing a ruckus of any sort is considered bad behavior and might put her under worse treatment yet.

When her walls are down she's slightly more talkative, even a couple genuine smiles dawn her face, though this is a rare occurrence throughout her entire life and not just the recent handful of years. Only two memorable individuals have broken her down completely and not taken advantage of her afterwards. Where they are now is anyone's guess. She hopes anywhere but here like she is.

leftovers || Her memory is spotty as a result of some experiments, so some things she's forgotten, like her name before coming here. There isn't a lot she wants to remember about her life before being sent here. It was an abusive household and just when she thought she was being taken to somewhere safe, she got plopped in this hell hole. That being said, she doesn't remember a lot of it clearly but sometimes, she has nightmares that wake her, or daydreams that turn bad.

She's kept on floor two underneath the facility. While her ability with fire could be a massive threat, the people here believe she's under enough supervision and restraint that it won't pose as much a problem as those on the floors further down. The common room is two floors below hers.