Jetta Fires

Vampire Fires Family

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Gender: Female
Type of Character: Fires/ Vampire 

Character Description:

Jetta is 6' even, eyes of obsidian shimmering, penetrating anything they look upon, Blackened lightening bolts tattooed around them seemingly intensify this effect jet black wavy hair cropped short in the back, left hanging long to frame her face in the front, Lips deep crimson in color, contrasting nicely against her dark skin tone. She wears a Black leather bikini top and Matching leather pants that cut into a low V just below her pierced belly button, A huge hunting knife strapped to her right thigh at all times

Mental Description:

Jetta is both a rebel and a warrior, used to fighting to get what she wants or needs. Over the years she's settled a bit. but Angers quickly when someone outside her family pushes her buttons. She's not apposed to starting the occasional barroom brawl just to have something to do. She tends to be a woman who lives for the moment.

Background

Jetta has always been the rebel, even before she was made what she is today. Few truely know her. Those that do never forget her.  Sired by Jericho Fires. Long lost child of the Fires family. Once Jericho died, she lost herself for a long time, wandering aimlessly, not caring about anyone or anything. She has now returned though, in hopes she would be forgiven for her temporary break down. Things with her though, seemed to have changed over the years, she seemed....different some how, perhaps enlightened. Or perhaps she just felt alone, felt that she couldn't explain how or what she felt good enough for anyone else to understand. She didn't try to come across as though she were better than anyone else. That wasn't the case at all...the confidence that she once held strongly was but a small flicker in comparrison to what it once was. But there was something in her eyes, the strength was still there and it seemed to radiate from her like the ebb and flow of a great ocean, though it remained buried just beneath the surface, just out of reach. The anger of her sires death, the pain she could not extinguish fueled it. Kept it burning, helped maintain some semblance of sanity. There was a reason Jericho had chosen her, she still knew that, she held that knowledge close to her heart and refused to share it with any. Over the years, she remained alone not ready, or willing to share herself with anyone. \par
\tab Would the Island change her, or would she simply go deeper within herself. Perhaps she feared getting close to anyone, feared she would lose them like she had Jericho. Perhaps she blamed herself for his death because she hadn't been there in his final moments. She hadn't gotten to say goodbye, or any of the things she felt needed to be said between them. She could only hope, that somehow...he knew

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