Jaelle Lithsume

Name
Jaelle Kennis Lithsume

IMVU Username:
xAnesthetize

Clan
None (Gypsy)

Nickname/Alias
Can sometimes go by her middle name to avoid detection.

Age:
20

Gender:
Female

Race
Enchanter

Occupation/Role
Herbal Healer (Non-magic) / Warrior

Magic/Ability
Power(s): Spiritual Medition: While some people are out saving the world, Jaelle is inside of her own. Anyone can meditate, but none like Jaelle. It isn't a simple "peace of mind" or "find your center" type of thing. No, it's an entirely new world. Users of this spiritual practice are able to be at one with their spiritual essence as well their mind. They are able to develop a high level consciousness over bodily processes, as well reduce stress and pain on the body. One is also able to detach oneself from worldly concerns, achieve spiritual enlightenment, and gain control of all of their abilities. At first, it was only with herself. But as the years went by and she became more in control of her power, she progressed to empathy. Verena can fully interpret and replicate the emotions, moods, and temperaments of others without reading apparent symptoms, allowing them to understand introverts or discover one emotion is actually hiding another. Usually, though, she can only do this with someone that she gets to know on a deep personal level. She cannot maipulate any feelings, only sense and understand them. Soul Sharing: After becoming more acquainted with her mediation and empathetic abilities, Jaelle learned that she was capable of soul-sharing. She can share pieces of their soul with other persons. By filling part of the recipient's soul with their own piece of soul the user can even heal the recipient's physical, mental and spiritual wounds that wouldn't normally heal on their own. This, though, can only be achieved through stenuous mediation with the other person, and the healing can only be done through physical contact. The process is extremely draining for her, and had only be completed with one person thus far. She does not complete this without first trusting the person.

Abilities: Multi-Weapon Weilding: Dagger Proficient: Jaelle's weapon skills are impressive to say the least. She can use many different weapons with ease. She can shoot an arrow into the very center of a target, she can fire a gun and hit almost every time. Her aim is impecable, both from mutation and from practice. But what is more stunning is when she gets her hands on daggers. Her knife-throwing skills are what makes her unique. She has an incredible aptitude for the ways of the dagger. She is able to wield small blades with great proficiency and cunning as well as stealth; concealing multiple knives on their person flawlessly, to be retrieved at will in combat. Her aim and abilities also allow her to pin targets down through her opponent's clothing or flesh, preventing them from moving without actually killing them. Her choice of daggers was due to the ability to target and exploit an opponent's vital points with flawless accuracy, often in order to make a swift, silent kill or disable without inflicting lethal wound.

Weapons/Items
Belt of daggers, almost always strapped to her thigh. This does not include her combat daggers, which can rarely be seen on her person. She also is known to carry a bow and arrow for distance piercing and hunting.

Affiliation:
None (Gypsy)

Personality
Though she looks tough, Jaelle is surprisingly sweet and warm. She does her best to avoid conflict, but sometimes her attitude and sharp tongue gets her in trouble. Her intentions are always good, even if they don't seem as that. She's easy to get along with but hard to get close to, and often uses her meditation ability to block out the world if she gets too overwhelmed. She comes from a broken home and a tough childhood, which is when she first learned of her abilities, using her mediation to block out the fighting and the weapon-wielding to stop the abuse (though, at that time it was usually shoes and not daggers she was throwing). Because of where she comes from, she has an aversion to women -doing her best to avoid them until she thinks they can be trusted.

History
When Jaelle Kennis Lithsume was born to the unlikely pair of an Irish man and a gypsy woman, it was known by all that her life wasn’t meant to be normal. Taken to a medicine woman shortly after she was born, Jaelle was given a gift – or curse – that would stay with her forever. Her mother, though, hated the girl from the day she found out she was pregnant. Attributing her hostility to post-partum depression, Hans, her father, allowed them to stay in the gypsy camp until Verena was 6. And then things started to fall apart. Aside from everything going to hell in the world around them, Willow, Jaelle’s mother became increasingly violent toward her child, and Hans' protection did little more than anger Willow further. Hans thought it would be best for them to leave the camp - and leave they did: to a full-fledged villiage. The culture shock threw Willow into a deeper rage, constantly taking it out on Jaelle. The savage beatings wore the girl down, and Hans realized that he couldn't protect her anymore. One day, irrelevant of the date, Hans brought home a young boy, just a couple of years older than Jaelle. His name was Dimitrius, and Hans told his daughter that he was her brother. From that day, J and D were inseparable, and Dim dedicated every moment of his life to keeping Jaelle away from her mother, and everyone else, to keep her safe. The older they got, the less Willow was able to hurt Jaelle, but it wasn't just due to Dimitrius' watchful eye.

She realized it when she learned about the move - the way she could shut all of the hurt out. She had no idea what it was, or why her bright green eyes went away when it happened. Every time she faded away from reality, the thin brown rim that surrounded her pupils grew, covering the green completely. She could stay like this for hours and be perfectly content. Then she got older, learning more and more that she wasn't like anyone else she knew. Spiritual meditation changed her, made her more able to deal with her mother's abuse. But nothing made her more thankful for her power than the day she came home from a day of photography to see Dimitrius' face. She snapped a picture of him, assuming he was just zoning out. But he looked at her and shook his head. She remembered it perfectly, the way he stood and moved to her, wrapping her up in his arm. "I'm so sorry, Kennis. He's gone." At the tender age of 14, she lost a huge piece of her heart. She shoved him away and took off running, both to avoid her mother's inevitable wrath and to take it all in. She found her way high atop a leafless tree, and that was the moment she learned her full potential of her meditation - she had a clear mind and felt enlightened, despite the tragedy and emptiness that rested in her heart.

For the next four years, Jaelle would dedicate her time to learning more about her powers, and learning her given abilities. The first time she realized she could wield anything with naturally good aim was at 16, when she finally fought back. It was a shitty, rainy day - much like many other days - and Willow was mourning Hans' Death Day. She stormed into Jaelle's room, screaming at her - a bottle in one hand, a knife in the other. Rather than letting her mother take a swig of vodka and come to cut up Jaelle's back (again), J had had enough. It started with shoes. She grabbed every pair of heels she owned and hurled them, hitting Willow's bottle and the knife, then snatching it off the floor as her mother ran down the hallway. Jaelle took a deep breath and found her center, then threw the knife toward her mother, hitting her nightgown just right as she turned the corner, pinning her against the wall. Dimitrius heard and ran out, grabbing Jaelle off of her feet and running outside with her. But a smile was plastered across Jaelle's face - she had never been so proud or so surprised with herself. From that day forward, she practiced shooting bows, and especially throwing knives. She challenged others to throwing contests, and not one time did she ever lose.

At 19, Jaelle realized that Dimitrius was the only person who truly knew her. And it was one night, when they were sitting up, talking about their dreams and feelings, talking about the apocalypse, about how they were going to make it. She laid in his arms, crying, trying to figure everything out. It was that night, and that very position that brought the two together in a way that could never be broken. They shared souls and would forever be connected to each other. And that was alright by the both of them. Less than a week later, Dimitrius and Jaelle had packed up everything and left, using a portion of their inheritance to purchase a small shack on an island. And it was there that the secrets finally came out. Jaelle had grown into one of the most beautiful women any man could lay his eyes on, and even her edgy appearance was attractive to the most vanilla of men. And of course, Dimitrius noticed. On her 20th birthday, she caught him staring and lost it, both pissed off and disgusted, and Dim couldn't hold his tongue anymore. He wasn't her brother. And her father wasn't dead. He hated Willow so much that he couldn't bear to stay around her - and where he was going Jaelle couldn't come. He recruited Dimitrius and spent the 8 years teaching him how to keep his daughter safe, and when he thought Dim was capable enough, he left. But now she loved Dim so much that she couldn't bear to even be mad at him - so they spent that night together, crying some more. The two of them decided that, no matter what, they would be like brother and sister, and nothing could ever come of them. And since then, Jaelle has been moving all over - sometimes with Dim and sometimes without him - putting her heart on her sleeve and determined to find more people like her. She held on tightly to her gypsy roots, teaching herself how to heal wounds with herbs easily found and cure ailments with teas – simple things they teach most medicine women. She’d spent times with other gypsies, sometimes questioning if she should venture out on her own again. But life was about experiences and nuances, all of which she was desperate to experience.

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