Odette Jaylen Ashford

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NAME: Odette Jaylen Ashford
NICKNAME: Prefer's Jay over any other name.
AGE: 17
GENDER: Female
ORIENTATION: Bisexual
POSITION: Student
FACE CLAIM: Lily Collins

POWER:
Blood Manipulation (Mental)
As scary as the ability seems, the power within Odette is rather drawn out to be basic. Wither its from lack of proper training and knowledge on what exactly her power can do beyond the scope of what she already knows or simply that she doesn't seek the knowledge of control over blood, she is not very good with it.

What her present control of her power does allow her to do is really limited and basic. One, she can cause her own blood to crystallize into a hard solid form. Routinely it will come off looking like the size and shape of a throwing blade. Yet, in order to reach this she has to already have an existing wound to which she is presently bleeding from or she has to to manage a cut on herself to get access to her own blood.

The blood crystallization appears rapid, but breaking down the function of the act is quite marvelous. Some call this a Haemokinetic Construct and others break it down as using kinetic powers to do so, but in Odette's case its not as glamorous. It comes down to science. The crystallization of blood is the process of rapid clotting, then warming of the blood with further blood cell pressure. Much like a coal can create a diamond through heat and pressure.

She has the potential to speeding up her own blood cells, routinely the white cells in order to increase the clotting of her blood to stop bleeding. She can slow down the flow of her own blood in her body, which naturally has a cooling affect, or she can speed the flow which would have a warming affect. This would benefit her more for climate change.

Only actual possible way for Odette to have blood control for any reason let it be to help in speeding a blood clot on someone or pushing lets say, venom, out of someones system would be if they had ingested or been contaminated by her blood. This would be done intentionally with the purpose to aid someone. Odette has the potential to hurt someone, but she doesn't seek the will.

Example of above: You have gotten a pretty nasty wound and you are in need of it clotting quickly to avoid further injury or worse. Odette would be able to cut herself, add a few drops of blood into your wound and aid in speeding the clotting to save you.

Limitations

• Can not create blood, being limited to manipulating only existing sources.
• Can only manipulate her own blood, no one else's.
  
• Could easily bleed to death if to much blood is used.
  
• Can only control human blood and not that of an animal.
• Any blood outside of the blood has to be her own and it has to be in view of her sight.
• Blood ingested or consumed has a limitation in a foreign body of 12 hours only. After 12 hours it has completely been filtered through the human system and no longer usable.
• Crystallized blood that she creates into knives, are never longer then 6 inches and about 1 inch to 1.5 inches long due to the amount of blood needed.
  

Side-Effects

• Dehydration
  
• Migraines
  
• Deduction in speed, stamina, concentration and mental status depending on how much used.
• Being contaminated by someone else's, like a transfusion, she tends to get glimpses of peoples memories. Which is why this rarely ever happens.
• She can die if she uses to much blood or she doesn't seal her wounds. The ability does not make her immortal or unstoppable.
• To many wounds, will over work her and she can pass out.
• She is not overly skilled with this ability and sometimes her attempts will backfire and she will cause herself a nose bleed or cramps. Depending on what she is attempting to do with it.
  

APPEARANCE SECTION: Odette has pale olive skin with a light speckle of freckles along her cheeks and nose, but they are usually hidden under make-up. She has green-hazel eyes which shifts between both colors depending on the season. Green seems to enjoy the summer, and hazel prefers the winter. Her natural hair color is dark brown but it doesn't stop her from lightening it up or changing the color completely. She has a thin build and short standing at only 5'4 without heels.

She doesn't have much for physical strength but she makes up for it in speed. With her thin build she is quick on her legs. She has one scar located just under her chin from when she was a child. She has no tattoo's and she has no extra piercings on her body. Her eyes are very expressive and tend to give away most of her emotions as a fault, and she can't control how red her skin gets when she blushes.

MUST HAVE APPAREL: Odette doesn't own anything that she is overly attached too. Any jewelry she may have gotten that had any worth had been sold off. Her clothing is routinely casual and she doesn't often dress up much because she lacks in self esteem on her appearance. Any dresses she owns are not designer labeled and are used only if she has to perform for anyone or crowd.

She will always prefer to be dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. She likes leather jackets and she likes being as comfortable with her clothing as possible. She can be forced to be more girly, she has the ability to fill in the appearance but it isn't her choice to do so. She is modest and conservative about her choice of dressing.

PERSONALITY SECTION: Odette is a very compassionate person. If you have managed to get past her walls and have seeded yourself in her heart and mind she is very warm and caring. She tends to think a lot for the well being of others and purposely goes out of her way for them. If you’re not in her circle, she is far from compassionate. She is cold, distant and voids people as much as possible. She is however open minded and free spirited person. She loves adventure and doing just random things. One day, she can be laying in bed and want to spend the day there, others she may decide it is a good day for a bike ride or even a trip to the zoo. When it comes to other mutants she doesn’t judge. She believes everyone has a right to be alive, unless you’re a SPECTRE. She has bad blood with them and hasn’t found one yet she likes.

She would kill someone for a cup of coffee if she had too. Coffee is a weakness for her on all sides. She loves the stuff. Odette has often joked that if she got a paper cut, she would more than likely bleed coffee. She loves to sleep in. She is more of a night person then a day person. She rather sleep in during the day and be up at night, even if everything is more or less closed in town, she will find something open. She is very self-conscious about her appearance and lacks the feeling of being attractive to any sex. She acts on instinct and doesn’t think twice about it. She may feel regret if her actions were done wrong, but she won’t show it and stand by her own choice in order to save face. She has no filter, she doesn’t care about people’s feelings, especially those she doesn’t know. She will tell you exactly what she feels and what she thinks about something wither its hurtful or not. She is brutally honest and shy’s away from lying about anything.

She loves Oriental food. She can’t cook unless it’s coming from a can but eating she can do. She loves the spices and different textures which come from culinary dishes from Asia and if asked what to eat, that would usually be her choice. Birds, she has an odd fear of birds which was a contribution of watching the Hitchcock movie at a young age. Ever since then, you won’t see any bird feeders near her house. You may find her using a sling shot just to get rid of them from her window. She hates them. She does however, love turtles, penguins and seals. She finds them adorable and the cutest things in the world. She is a stickler for keeping her word no matter how insane it is. If she makes a promise, she will keep it like or not she would do it. She loves music. She much rather be listening to music then reading a book, which went along with her musical talent. Playing the violin. She was forced to learn growing up as a child, and the ability had always stuck to her seeing that when she plays, she meditates and it clears her mind of everything.

She hates snoopy people. People who ask too many questions and just want to keep bothering you. If you’re looking for a rumor mill you won’t find it in her. She isn’t into gossiping or socializing about who is sleeping with whom. She would rather listen to tunes and tune you out. She loves martial arts and the oriental style of living. She had studied it a lot. She has a soft spot for children and isn’t a fan of the elderly. They usually smell funny and never shut up about being old. She isn’t a fan of not being seen as normal, but she isn’t against it either. She has a temper that needs to be watched, she doesn’t forgive and forget so easily. She hates being called Babe or Sweet thing, that usually results in a punch in the face.

EXTRA QUIRK: She wears glasses on and off and secretly when she plays her violin she imagines she is somewhere on the beach playing alone. Growing up as a child she has always thought she would grow up to be a princess and that one day a bad boy, yep, not a prince charming, would come and take her away to live happily ever after.


FATHER: Lancaster Richard Ashford (Deceased)
MOTHER: Antoinette Anne Ashford (Deceased)
SIBLINGS: Adrian Lancaster Ashford (Older Brother Deceased)
PET: Charlie (Turtle)
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: None
WORTHY MENTIONS:  No living relatives that she knows of.


CHILDHOOD: Odette had a very normal childhood n the beginning. She was born to two wonderful and very loving parents. Her older brother was a good 5 years ahead of her and though they had there normal fights as any siblings would have there was still mutual love and admiration between the two. She was happy, she was content and to her nothing was wrong with how she was growing up, because she was secure in her own protective little bubble brought on by her family. Odette, was living in a illusion, because she had been to innocent at the time.

Things had taken a turn for the worst on her 4th birthday. Her father who had been a town elective official was in the run for office, and with his life becoming more and more public much of his shady dealings was becoming revealed, especially to his family. The other mistresses, the bad door deals, the mingling with dark intended crowds. His white picket fence family was slowly crumbling as the nights and days turned into fighting between her parents, avoiding the media until that single boiling point. Odette still doesn't remember much besides what she reads in old news paper clippings but on her 4th birthday, her father had one final blow out with her mother.

She asked for a divorce.

Fear of how this was going to look for him, he was also being dragged to court for his shady dealings. Until to deal with the pressure he shot and killed her mother. He then, killed her brother. Odette at the sound of the first shot, hid herself really good in the basement, with panic from being caught as someone had already called the police he shot himself just feet from where she was watching.

Next few years she raised in a orphanage, moving from home to home. She found serenity and solitude in playing the violin. It was her escape, and she seemed better equipped to express her feelings through music. She had never managed to get anyone to actually adopt her. She was told she was a beautiful child, but she was to broken in there eyes. She carried to much baggage and with each rejection she closed herself more from people emotionally.

ADOLESCENCE: It was in these younger times as she was dealing with the rejections she was also dealing with being bullied. The emotional and physical pains she felt closed her off but they also opened a small reality for Odette. She was different. It started really when she had fallen and cut her knee on a rock. She was afraid, she was bleeding and she had no one to help her and when she cried, begging herself to stop bleeding she suddenly, did. At first, her curiosity was just that of a little girl. She experimented. Asking herself to stop others from bleeding when they had cuts and noticing she couldn't help them, but then she was only 15 and she really couldn't help anyone.

Her own cuts however, she got so many she had plenty of practice with it, but being different only reminded her she didn't fit in.

Even without being adopted, she moved through the stages of going to school and getting an education. She wasn't the popular kid in school and she didn't exactly belong to any real clique of any sort. She tended to stick to her own things and passion which routinely revolved around the music clubs. She liked escaping into the sound of it, but it also made her a target yet again for the typical bullying someone her age was often forced to deal with.

Being called ugly, reminded that no one wanted her, having her books knocked out of her hands. She didn't rat anyone. Sure, she could have, but Odette kept a lot of her pain and sorrow inside, but this also made her appear afraid and weak.

She learned the ability to crystallize blood by accident. It had come as a defense from a traumatic incident. Just before school was ending, she was in the music room. She was clearing up her notes and collecting her music sheets when the vice principle got to close for comfort. A struggle had ensued, and she had gotten a large cut just under her chin. When he attacked again, she wished she had something, something she could protect herself with. Her blood had crystallized into something hard in her hand, a quick stab and she was running.

She never heard of the incident or what happened to him. For all she knew, he was alive and just seething away from the incident. She assumed she would be arrested, kicked out of school or worse, but that never happened. It had all happened fast matter of weeks actually, from the cut of her knee, to the weird use of her blood.

She was first recruited and brought to St. Bethany in England. She spent time there, sort of licking away at her wounds and adjusting to life as not being, normal, like everyone else. She was slowly adjusting to this new life and learning some what of a control over it, but her life in St. Bethany and England was changed when she was shipped off to America to Bellefonte Academy.

She wasn't sure why she was moved, but she wasn't going to question it. New country, new rules and new faces. She had a inner excitement that she would be able to start new, maybe make friends and who knows she could find love.

If she can get past her own problems.


SAMPLE: I have selected for you, the opening to a fanfic I have started. Sorry its long, I am a bit dedicated. Rough sailor tongue is used.

PRELUDE

September 17, 1983

They say that in the sea, every God which dies at the hands of wind,
there is another born to replace it.
Whispers speak, that the God of Rage which storms through the seas,
was dying and a new storm was to be born.
Red was the color of her fire.
Green the color of her love.
The song of Pirates Born will live,
in the soul of the new which is born...

Her hand softly stroked down along the swollen belly of her body. She grimaced as she felt the pain of her first contraction swelling as the child inside of her thrashed around wanting its own freedom. The sound of battle coming from behind her and she could hear it closing in. "Evigalina!" She heard him call out to her and she knew it wasn't to stop. She wrapped her arm around her stomach to try and calm herself down as her other hand braced the side of the rock wall which she guided herself through. Feeling another contraction she felt the pain sharpen through her again and she cried out once more dropping down but never reaching the ground. Shawn had made it in time to her side and grabbed her by her shoulders. "Evigalina! Seriously, ye taint be alone like dis!" He said to her as he hoisted her up off her feet and into his arms now. She released a groan as her body shivered in pain that pulsed from her stomach and through her entire body. "Shawn!" She said his name and he made a panicked expression as he held her tight to him. "Oi! 'old on! We almost dere!" He said to her as his booted feet ran as heavily as he could through the thick of sand deeper into the cave before it turned into rock and his footing was firmer and his speed was able to be picked up.

"OPEN THE GATE!" He called out down through the darkness of the tunnel and at his command, the torches of the hallway suddenly lit up, guiding him towards a thick set of wooden doors. As he approached, the doors swung open and inside there was already a barrage of men which had been standing guard waiting but were now moving aside as Shawn had come running towards them with Evigalina. "THE BABY IS COMING! GET THE NURSE MAID!" Someone had called out from the distance as suddenly, the hidden cove built into the rock of the cliff side was suddenly a buzz of life. Evigalina watched as Molly Borran was rushing towards her with Drailen Borran not far behind her, just before the world around began to shift.

Everything was moving now so slowly around her as she was resting inside Shawn's hold as he carried her. She couldn't hear what it was they were discussing and why Molly was yelling so loudly. Evigalina was swelled with pain as she felt another contraction that the very fact, her water had broken no longer seemed to phase her at all.

"S'e be runnin out of fluid Shawn! Get 'er in da ward before we lose mot'er an c'ild!" Molly said to him with a stern look and in a panic Shawn did exactly as Molly said and crossed the cove towards buildings which had long ago been resurrected in the small city. He knew where he was going and carried Evigalina tight against him as he moved. "De old dog is as scared as I was...." Drailen said with a chuckle and Molly slapped his shoulder. "Oi...So is everyone else ye know...No one wants ta lose de Captain...." She said to him which made him frown and nod as he looked towards where Shawn had gone. "Den...Stop ye fiddling woman an go!" Drailen said as he kissed the side of her temple and she suddenly remembered, she was the nurse! She nodded and raising her skirts so she could run off to meet with Shawn and the small crew for the birthing.

Drailen could hear the sound of thunder in the distance. "Dey be comin closer...." He said and made a face. "Sean!" He said now turning as he grabbed at his belt checking to see if his gun was at the ready as he turned to see his son running towards him holding his jacket ready for him. Drailen took the jacket and slipped it on as he knelt down and grabbed onto his shoulder and looked at him. Rubbing the side of his face and nodded. "Sean..." He said to him. The sound of an explosion going off outside the wooden gated door caused the hide out to shake. "Sean listen ta me....No matta wat...'uman or not...Dat child can't be alone..." He said to him. "Our legacy will live on in dat blood an we are duty bound to it..." He said to him. "No matta dis war brings....Rememba your Oath....No matta wat we die by war of our own ancestors..." He said and pulled at his side by the neck to kiss his forehead. "I love you son..." he said before he nodded his head and in standing up he threw his hands up. "Lets go! Open da gates!" Drailen said as he looked back over his shoulder and with a smirk, his body encased itself in flames, as the witch walked out never to see his son again.

Sean frowned. Feeling it within his bones knowing that his father, was gone and wouldn't come back. He bit his bottom lip and soon crossed through the hide out to find where his mother was now wet nursing. "Sean! Grab me some hot water!" She said as soon as she spotted him. Evigalina with swollen belly was screaming in pain as Shawn tried to console her. The air around her shifting as her power caused a stir reacting to her emotions. "Alina...Calm ye self luv...." He said to her as he used a towel to softly clean the sweat from her brow. "CALM YE DAMN SELF YE FUCKIN IDJIT! YE DID DIS TA ME!" She said clearly pointing out the obvious as he blushed and nodded. "Ai....I did an I would do it again luv...." He said to her with a smile as she groaned again from another contraction. Shawn made a face as he looked towards Molly. "Wat is takin so long?" He asked her and she looked at him with worry. "I can't save em bot' Shawn...." She said to him and he frowned as he looked at Evigalina and softly cupped her face.

"Dun look at me like dat Shawn...Ye damn well know wat ye need to do..." Evigalina said to him firmly. "My immortality ends 'ere...and I will go down wit me s'ip but ye will not...Let dis child live dis life...." She said to him as she narrowed her eyes hard at him. "If de c'ild is human get em away from dis life Shawn...Dun let dem live our curse...." She said to him and he frowned shaking his head. "No...Evigalina no...." He said to her and she chuckled. "Ye babbling fool..." She said as she reached up and grabbed a hold of his face as she pulled him down to her and kissed him firmly on the lips. Shawn wrapped his arm around her and pulled her into the kiss further. Just as he had, the wooden gates exploded, as a blast tore through the gates and the sound of battle began to pour into the hollow cavern of the hide out. "Captain...." Molly said and Evigalina reached up and reluctantly pulled Shawn back. "Cut em out!" She said in a order and Molly frowned. Taking the orders, she grabbed the dagger just as Evigalina drew in a sharp breath from another contraction and Molly, soon as cutting.

Fire, it's hell everywhere,
Gray clouds and corpses' they lay,
We cried, we run and tried to cease it.

Guns, bullets and soldiers,
Homes became cemeteries, joys turned into fears,
We just don't get the world so clear.

Magic rain, shower of flame,
Life is the bet for this kind of game,
We don't know who is to blame.

Shawn held the small red face child in his arms. She wasn't crying. Instead, she was looking back at him with these bright green eyes. "Shawn....We 'ave ta go....Dey are going to seal de tunnels be'ind us sodey don't reac' us..." Sean said to him as he held a hand out for the man covered in blood. Shawn was shaking, his mind in a daze as he nodded. "Yes..." He said as he took the boys hand and the two began walking. "Wat are ye naming 'er? Your 'uman?" Sean asked him as they walked and Shawn looked down at the baby who seemed fearless as she watched him. "I will name 'er afta 'er ma....Evigalina....Ailin.....Quinlan...." He said and nodded as the tunnel behind them with the smell of smoke and ash, began to cave in sealing away a piece of Quinlan past.

For now...

USERNAME: Waffle

AGE GROUP: Old enough I should know better, but 30 works.

EXPERIENCE: Oh.my.god...Since 1998...Shhh....

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Heya Waffle! Welcome to the Bellefonte Academy ^^
I can't wait to see how Odette interacts with the rest of the characters stash, and I hope you end up having loads of fun here!
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