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| User: | vamp_watcher (95811) |
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| Name: | vamp_watcher | |||||||||
| E-mail: | moondogskye@hotmail.com | |||||||||
| Bio: | When a man from the Watcher's Council told thirteen-year-old Grace Hutchinson that she was in line to be called as a Slayer, the news was the best thing that had ever happened to her. Born into a unremarkable family, she left home two years later to take up full-time training with Edmund DeVries, an esteemed Watcher and tactician who taught her a great deal of what she first knew about fighting. The only thing he couldn't do for her... Was cause her powers to be activated. Still, she was young and determined and continued to train, hoping against hope that one day she'd be the Chosen One for her generation. But either someone didn't get the memo or Grace slipped through the cosmic cracks, because her twentieth birthday came and went and she still wasn't Called. Eventually, even she had to admit that it just wasn't going to happen. She would never achieve her dream. Mr. DeVries was as kind as he could be about breaking the news, given the situation, and on the surface she seemed to accept it. Instead, she decided to turn her attentions elsewhere, applying herself to becoming a Watcher instead. If she couldn't be one thing, she'd be another. She began to put in the work and study for her new goal, despite not really having the spirit to go with the will, but as far as she was concerned she had nowhere else to go. One night on her way back to her apartment, Grace was caught off guard by a small group of vampires who'd been hunting in the area. The fight that followed was brutal and short, good training not sufficient to protect her against their superior strength. Faced with her own death, she decided to take the easy way out: she asked the vamp in charge to turn her rather than kill her outright. The bite was the single most painful thing she'd ever felt...and the doorway to something she'd actually have the spirit for. That was over thirty years ago. Grace has largely ignored her former ties with the Council since then, seeing no reason to tread over ground that meant nothing to her. But the mass calling of Slayers in Sunnydale was impossible to ignore, and she took a closer look at things once she heard of the event. Now she's headed to Nevada, having heard there's quite a few Slayers in a little town called Searchlight. Whether she's looking to kill a couple of them or just get a few kicks, Grace is looking forward to it. | |||||||||
| Memories: | 7 entries | |||||||||
| Schools: | None listed | |||||||||
| Friends: | None listed. | |||||||||
| Member of: | 4: city_limits, city_limits_ooc, free_form2, free_form_ooc | |||||||||
| Account type: | Free Patient | |||||||||
