kran sat Weiter a elderly woman, his legs crossed as he listened to her talk. The male chuckled and shook his head, sighing softly as he leaned back in the sitz he was in. "Times have really changed.." He sagte softly and looked out the window of the nursing home. "That they have.. Such a shame Du weren't around to face that change. Everything was thrown at Du once, wasn't it?" She asked, pulling up the covers a bit more.
"In a way it was.." He sagte and chuckled again, shrugging. "I'm slowly staring to cope, I've been struggling a bit though..going from the forties to the twenty-first century is a bit much for me." kran said, slowly rising from the seat. "Harver.." She sagte and kran stopped in his trackers on his way to the window.
"I haven't heard that name in a while.."
"That's because Du won't let people in.. Du have to trust them." She whispered and kran tensed.
"I try.." He muttered and leaned against the window-sill. "I can't even trust myself, what if I-"
"You won't." The woman cut off, looking weakly up at the man. "I helped create Du Harver, I knew the kid Du were. Du can change, and Du have." She sagte and kran shook his head.
"I'm done talking about it." He whispered and returned to the seat, looking at woman.
"You know, it's horrible what age does.." He sagte softly and the woman laughed. "Says the man who will hardly age in his life." She sagte and shook her head, smiling softly. "We never had that date." She sagte and kran laughed. "I'm little too young for Du know." kran sagte and they both laughed, the woman taking a coughing fit. He held out a glass of water to her and she shook her head. "My time is over.. Du can't keep returning to me when everyday. Find someone else to talk too." She said, her voice now raspy. "I appreciate Du spending most of your time here. But Du have a team now, take care of them." The woman reached over, pulling a pin from the drawer. "Find someone who won't let Du get anyway with just anything. I know Du can." She whispered and dropped the pin into his hand, closing his hand around it. The woman sighed contently, looking up at him. "You can still visit me, but not as often, okay?" She sagte and kran nodded, picking up the leather jacke and slipping it on. "I'll see Du around.." kran sagte softly and kissed her forehead, slipping in the pocket before slipping out the door.
"In a way it was.." He sagte and chuckled again, shrugging. "I'm slowly staring to cope, I've been struggling a bit though..going from the forties to the twenty-first century is a bit much for me." kran said, slowly rising from the seat. "Harver.." She sagte and kran stopped in his trackers on his way to the window.
"I haven't heard that name in a while.."
"That's because Du won't let people in.. Du have to trust them." She whispered and kran tensed.
"I try.." He muttered and leaned against the window-sill. "I can't even trust myself, what if I-"
"You won't." The woman cut off, looking weakly up at the man. "I helped create Du Harver, I knew the kid Du were. Du can change, and Du have." She sagte and kran shook his head.
"I'm done talking about it." He whispered and returned to the seat, looking at woman.
"You know, it's horrible what age does.." He sagte softly and the woman laughed. "Says the man who will hardly age in his life." She sagte and shook her head, smiling softly. "We never had that date." She sagte and kran laughed. "I'm little too young for Du know." kran sagte and they both laughed, the woman taking a coughing fit. He held out a glass of water to her and she shook her head. "My time is over.. Du can't keep returning to me when everyday. Find someone else to talk too." She said, her voice now raspy. "I appreciate Du spending most of your time here. But Du have a team now, take care of them." The woman reached over, pulling a pin from the drawer. "Find someone who won't let Du get anyway with just anything. I know Du can." She whispered and dropped the pin into his hand, closing his hand around it. The woman sighed contently, looking up at him. "You can still visit me, but not as often, okay?" She sagte and kran nodded, picking up the leather jacke and slipping it on. "I'll see Du around.." kran sagte softly and kissed her forehead, slipping in the pocket before slipping out the door.
Name: Elizabeth Lilith Norrian.
Alias: Silent Fury
Appearance: White hair, amethyst eyes, pale skin. Slender build.
Civvies: Long, white trench coat, jeans, combat boots.
'Stume: White leotard, purple boots, purple cloak.
Powers: Blood bending. Super hearing.
Skills: Pocket-picking.
History: During her family's massacre, she hid her smaller brother, keeping him alive. She later fled, hoping he would survive on his own. Unlike her brother -who grew up in the wild- she grew up in an orphanage. She soon discovered her powers, and escaped at night to start saving lives, and stopping crimes. Soon, she joined the team, hoping to gain approval of her brother once again.
Notes:
~Blind.
~Holds a halskette dear to her.
*Is hiding behind Ciel*