[/url] She was already in outfit when she was notified; she had meetings she had to go to. The worst part about them was the fact she was trying to get out of parole, not that it ever mattered anyway. Only Aerodaemon was actually on parole, Noah on the other hand, was not. The parole officer assigned to her, Mr. Richard Chafe, was not the brightest bulb on the tree and Aerodaemon kept blaming her reason for being in her room on fatigue. The room they gave her doesn't have a window, but they completely disregarded her ability to teleport. She wasn't going to complain of course. The whole parole thing was ridiculous, but because she confessed and went there on her own they were willing to step back and not learn her identity, and they wouldn’t put her in jail. It made it hard, because although she did not go to school she still worked odd jobs and it made things difficult for Noah. She wasn’t entirely sure why they even bothered with a punishment if they were just going to put her on parole… and not even find it suspicious she was gone for 12 hours in her room. She was in an alleyway by the building she was told to meet up, and she was rather slow at getting there. She was probably late, but she didn’t know, she never checks the time. She took a deep breath closing her eyes and allowed a gust of wind to blow and pick her up to a balcony. At that point it was a bunch of jumping from balcony to balcony. Not much of a problem for her. When she was on the roof however she found out she was on the wrong building. Noah looked around and couldn't help but let out a laugh. She started to glide over a couple of buildings until she found the correct one. When she got there, she realized she wasn’t late at all. On a church nearby was a clock; she was a half hour early. Noah raised an eyebrow amused at it. Normally, she was either on time or late, never early. She didn’t bring anything to occupy herself, so she decided just to practice her chameleon. She wasn’t the best at it, because out of all the abilities she practiced it was the one she never did. After a while, she became incredibly bored at it and sat down. She took off her mask for a minute to get some air on her face. She almost dozed off when she heard a noise and put on the mask immediately. "Aerodaemon. I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long." Aerodaemon stood up shaking her head then looked at the time, “Although I did wait a while, I was very early. It is still early… so no, you did not keep me waiting.” She stood up and walked over towards her with a half smile on her face, “It is very nice to meet you.” She spoke softly; she almost bowed but did not. When she was an orphan, a good portion of the other orphans were of Japanese descent and so was a caretaker, she liked the customary bow because of how much respect it showed. But, she didn’t bow when Aerodaemon, as much as she would have wanted to.
I realized I forgot to explain her personality and did only the backstory. I edited it in. :)
I'll definitely help!~
Tumblr |Mood | Music | Outfit | 1/3 |"It's Christmas!"Bronagh woke up in a semi-irritated mood, but she was fine. Why was she semi-irritated? The children in the other room. She obviously wasn't mad at them because they were kids they were just really LOUD.This is what Children's Hospitals are forBronagh luckily received a bag that she put all her belongings in. When her aunt had visited her the other day she brought clothes, but probably forgot she had broken legs because she gave her JEANS. Still, she managed to get into her outfit fine and made sure to put on Shadow's necklace.She had gotten her aunt to get over and drive her to the school, but she wasn't there yet. She assumed there was an argument between her and her mother that was delaying her. Either way it was fine.The nurse also gave Bronagh information about Ryan Alexander(well at least now she knew his last name) after she had to sign a bunch of paperwork about not releasing his information to the public, calling his guardians before taking off with the child, blah blah blah.Gosh for a hospital that allows for easy access to information immediately, the paperwork sure took up a lot of her time.Bronagh got down to the lobby and waited, she hummed a little to Christmas music playing on the radio and decided to finally check up on her phone and see what was going on.Oh my god everyone stop sending me messages about the damn rumor.
Tumblr |Mood | Music Now today, was a good day. She wheeled back into her room rather quickly and slowly got back into her bed with the cane. She hooked the heart monitor back up and finally opened up the notebook She took the folded piece of paper and opened it up and stared at it wide-eyed. 100,000?! What? Who is Orpheus? What is going on? Is this a trick? No probably not... What am I supposed to do with 100,000 dollars? Bronagh dropped the notebook in shock on her leg and she cried out quietly as it hit it. She ate unhealthy food that was still near her bedside and closed her eyes and felt in the moment. Christmas was tomorrow, she wasn't going to be with her mother... might as well start writing those Christmas greetings. She asked for a stack of printer paper and hand-wrote over 2.500 notes. Most of them were very brief, a couple had poems. All of them were just black ink on a white card with a poorly drawn christmas tree on the front. Bronagh near the last 100 started to get tired and the cards became more personal, not really sad, just definitely not what she expected. She didn't sign her name on any of the cards, because she forgot. Bronagh passed out as soon as she finished the last card with the most personal of her writings on it.
Tumblr |Mood | MusicBronagh shrugged at the question, because really it could have been anything. At this point she assumed it was the whole game board thing.No stop thinking about it...Bronagh shook her head and said, "I don't really know, things happen when we do not expect them to... Thanks for talking to me but... visiting hours end in literally 3 minutes." she didn't leave, she wanted to give him time to at least respond or ask any last minute questions.
Tumblr |Mood | Music A one-word answer person... why do you start a conversation and not uphold information long enough for me to respond back with another question... I feel like I'm interviewing him.Bronagh sighed a bit, it was a dumb question anyway, she really couldn't blame him. She decided to try one more question, "So, are you a Brookridge student? I'm one of the students from Bellhurst who's temporarily moved because of the flood, but I don't know if you were just a Bellhurst student I never met."Bronagh watched the rest of the people that were in the room, it was getting late and some of the little kids were awake. One of the kids were sitting on a chair hugging their knees singing a Christmas Carol. One of the nurses tried to get them into their room but they kept saying how they wanted to see Santa. The nurse had a saddened look on his as they kept trying to get the kid to move.Wow... how late is it?
Tumblr |Mood | Music The answer "No" wasn't something she did not expect. She had gotten it a lot more than "Yes" and decided not to question it. This didn't exactly make the conversation any easier and this was probably why he never asked her simple questions in the first place.This kid, is there anything I can ask? Anything?How was your day? Where do you come from? What's your favorite movie? What's your favorite color? Is your hair naturally white or do you dye it that way? "Do you like trees?" What the FUCK Bronagh?!
Tumblr |Mood | MusicBronagh nodded slightly at his answer, she really didn't have a way to respond to his answer and took a while trying to think of something to say. Not only that, the folded paper in her notebook was driving her insane. Was it a page that had folded up after she had ripped out that page with Comedic Christmas Card Catchphrases? Ha, Alliteration, I love it.Bronagh tilted her head to the side and decided to ask a basic conversation, "Are you doing anything for Christmas tomorrow?" she decided to leave off the sarcastic comment that she had asked Elizabeth earlier... oh god Elizabeth... this kid better not be in the fucking game.
Tumblr |Mood | MusicOh that explains why this conversation is so... nevermind.Computers and Electronics, and he's talking to the girl who likes to go outside and be all "nature is fun" "look at that sky!" "all of this fresh air". The fact he was into computers and electronics made it obvious that he was pretty much a polar opposite at that standing point. This calmed her down a bit as well.She let out a chuckle to try and fade away the awkwardness of the moment and spoke, "What do you do with the computers? Are you a roleplayer or a software designer?" she knew enough about computers to hold a conversation for a while but once it started getting a bit geeky... she was totally out of the element.
Tumblr |Mood | Music ...What am I interested in? Wh.. what? How am I supposed to respond to that?Does this look like a freaking flash date, you just asked a girl in a wheelchair what her interests were. You don't even know me what the hell. You can't talk about current events? Christmas even? What are MY interests? What are yours?Bronagh at this moment showed a blank facial expression and responded, "I'm a writer. What do you do?"She felt something off in her notebook, something was folded now inside it. She doesn't fold paper unless it is a note, and she certainly doesn't put folded papers in her notebook. She wanted to check it out, but also didn't want to be extremely rude.
Tumblr |Mood | MusicIt was rather interesting having someone else check up on her, especially since she hadn't recognized this kid at all. He must have been a Brookridge kid, not a Bellhurst kid like herself. But the fact he was nice enough to go around and visit patients showed at least some care. Especially since it was rather late."Thank you for asking, I am doing well. I'm getting out of this place tomorrow."At this point she didn't want to continue the conversation without introducing herself, she extended her hand and spoke, "I'm Bronagh." She didn't say her last name, not that she usually did unless it was a doctor or a teacher or some form of authority.
Tumblr |Mood | Music Bronagh felt she had successfully gone unnoticed from hitting the nurse on the head and just kept writing "the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog" over and over again in case they were still looking.After a short bit she heard a male voice say, "Hello."SHITShe casually looked up and noticed the male was not the nurse, she was kind of confused by the approach though... why was he talking to her?She just casually let out a smile and spoke, "Hello."
Hey, Bronagh was not in her hospital room, she was still in the larger public room. Also, her name would not be on the door.
Justice Allies/AEGIS Username: cstar7777 Real Name and Superhero Alias: Aerodaemon || Noah Rosemarie Davis Age and Appearance: Aerodaemon || Noah ; Appears 15(Backstory Reason); Actually 28 Biography and Personality: Aerodaemon was an orphan at a very young age and never met her parents. When she was 12 she was killed in an attempted murder using snakes against another orphan with known superpowers. Although enough information was given to have her saved by a hero, she was not. This happened to be one of the first deaths that a hero could have saved. With this in mind a villain known as Necro decided to bring her back to life 10 years later through a nuclear process to destroy the superhero that never saved her. She agreed with revenge high on her mind and was given abilities through the nuclear process. However she could not age or be allowed to have a real life unsupported by necromancy, she had to complete her deal. After 3 years of search she had found the hero, but realized through her trials that her intentions were wrong of her. She tried to explain to the hero what was going on and they made a deal to fake his death so she could be completed. After the fake death she had to take the public image of the villain that killed said hero, and was distrusted for it. She received her real life from Necro due to the deal, then killed him in his sleep immediately after. Although the hero could have come out of hiding, he chose to stay and Aerodaemon kept being viewed as a villain. She tried to apply for the Heroic Sanction, and got the hero to mention what had happened, they rejected her due to her known reputation. Because of this she joined the Justice Allies with an infamous view on her head. She is not publicly noted as a member, and due to that she is often notified by The Rogues to join, but she refuses with the excuse "I work with no one" Although her past is not the brightest and her luck isn't amazing. Noah has a very upbeat personality when in her secret identity. Although she wouldn't say she is a rebel, she often does rebel instinctively. Her sense of humor tends to shine when she is in identity and not, but she tends to be more quiet and keep to herself when Aerodaemon. This however doesn't mean she isn't willing to talk, she loves talking when she isn't under pressure. Powers and Equipment: Aerodaemon has the ability to control wind and air. She is able to chameleon and appear completely invisible if she does not move. She can speed up and slow down winds, glide(not fly), and teleport short distances if she has the stamina to be able to. She prefers to use daggers as a weapon but can use other objects if she controls the wind to move them. Other: Although she was brought fully back to life there is the occasional consequence that appears. Although she can age again if she is submerged within water for too long(Even if not underwater) her skin starts to peel away. If she is within an area with limited oxygen she starts to shrivel up. If she gets a typical sickness like the flu or a stomach bug, her snake bites start to appear but do not do any damage to her. My favorite hero is Thor... although I count him more as a god that a hero. Other than him, the Hulk is my favorite because of all the crud he has to go through to make himself not get angry. And when he is my gosh is he powerful.
Tumblr |Mood | Music I am getting sick of the color white.Bronagh at this point had finished describing the room and had started writing silly little holiday greetings. She was trying to not be corny with the "Bless the Holiday" shit she almost always received from relatives. Unfortunately for her, she was having 2 different types of greetings written. "Hope the holiday welcomes you warmly.""You see that powdered stuff on the ground? It's called snow, guess what? It's cold." Bronagh was feeling more for the 1st one because the 2nd type was turning really sucky, and no one likes a sarcastic Christmas card... at least to that extent. Bronagh ripped out the page with all the silly Christmas greetings, crumbled it up, and threw it across the room into a trash barrel.... well, sort of. It bounced off one of the male nurse's heads and into the trashcan. She quickly made it seem like she was not the one who threw it by starting to write again.
Tumblr |Mood | Music Bronagh was surprised that she bothered to answer it after it being a clearly odd question, but she did admire that her last wish was for her brother. If she had a sibling to take care of, that probably would have been a similar answer Bronagh would have given.She almost asked who her brother was, but Elizabeth left before she got the chance to. When she had left she had waved at her but hadn't really said a word at all. Bronagh got quiet and thought about going into the room and getting her phone, but had a feeling if she went back to the room she'd be stuck in there for the rest of the day.Bronagh opened up the little notebook and turned to the page of names and put her marker meaning "Alive" next to Elizabeth, which happened to be the only Elizabeth she had on that list, meaning this was Elizabeth Evans. There was another person with the last name Evans on her list but she didn't want to assume anything.Bronagh took a deep breath then turned to a new page and started writing small little details about the room down. Her legs were starting to bug her a bit.
