Remnants of the Earth

Name: Havanah Brookes 'Hav'
Rank: Pilot Echo, Inquisition
Age: 26
Dragon: Anson, Male, Grayish Blue
Fun Facts: Party girl and has a big mouth. Younger sister is a Stage 4 Candidate. Dating Alec Holding
Rumors: Allegedly a ferret junkie. Broke protocol for 'having coffee' with another inquisitor.

Name: Candidate Aspen Brookes
Stage: 4
Age: 19
Mentor: Gavrian Lavansky
Fun Facts: Is known for her 'list' of pilots she thinks is hot. Obsessed with Pizza. Prone to panic attacks.
Rumors: Looks vaguely like the little girl singing and playing the piano at a music shop in a viral video from years back.

Name: Sparrow Anderson
Rank: Pilot Echo, Hellion
Age: 28
Dragon: Tyasja -Female, Onyx.
Fun Facts: Deathly afraid of bugs, once ate a lizard, has a sparkling personality! (hah)
Rumors: Beat up a guy at the bar for wearing a Scorpions hoodie.

Name: Tamia Rhianu
Rank: Pilot Cardinal, Valkyrie
Age: 21
Dragon: WIP
Fun Facts: Never says no, thinks giant spiders are adorable. Military brat.
Rumours: Visits DoSaM periodically for unknown reasons. Possible friend inside or personal reasons?

It was obvious the way Alec lit up when he was presented with food. He really wasn't kidding, the noise he made when taking his first bite all but confirmed it. Havanah took another bite of her own before giggling, amused with not only Alec's list of hobbies but by the way, he found such joy in something so small.

"I'm flattered." Havanah lifted a hand to her chest and dramatically patted at his compliment in an attempt to be funny. "Little old me being called beautiful and intelligent by the one and only Alec Holding." She brought up her other hand to cover the other, both now grasping where her heart was. "I can die a happy woman now." She even threw in an over dramatic sigh as she pretended to be a crazed fangirl.

The joke couldn't be held for long though before she dropped her hands laughing. "I'm just kidding..." she laughed, reaching to grab her water again. "So you like to cook and draw? I've never really had a hobby I could commit to like that. I've been thinking of getting a pet or something lately but then again with my luck I would probably kill it."

"I had a cactus once.... always just assumed you didn't have to water them... ever."

In regards to the disappearance of Pilot Echo Rook. Will return to Sector 3 immediately to extend search. Will be able to pick up on anything Pilot Echo Zyanense' may have tried to hide with own Illuminokineses.

WIll update if anything is found.

Will proceed to assume any suspicious activity is to be reported immediately.



-Pilot Echo Brookes

"I bet your brothers hate that you are a pilot and not them." Havanah could only speak from the part of her that imagined Aspen ever getting farther than her among Pilots. Not saying she wasn't capable if she could get past her anxiety issue but it would still be hard to swallow if she did.

"I didn't really talk about Aspen much as a Candidate, it wasn't until I graduated that her and I even had some form of a relationship." Havanah shifted in her chair again, picking up a napkin and fiddling it within her fingers while her lips fell into a line. "I'm the one that reported her for having Psionics, I got her drafted into the ATC." And Havanah would never regret that choice. Being a pilot was great, despite the constant dangers and attention they were all under. Maybe it wasn't the best place for someone with Aspen's personality, but she was better off at the ATC than where she was.

She would have gone on telling Alec how that made her feel or more in depth of her relationship with Aspen but that would make her no different than the people that funneled in and out of his office every single day. She wasn't going to be that person.

"I imagine it's hard to keep a straight face sometimes? Like how do you respond to someone telling you something that is just completely ridiculous?"

Clearly, Alec was not joking when he said he loved food, his order was a great example. Internally Havanah was piecing together why he ran so hard on that treadmill and now it all made perfect sense. With an appetite like that, it would be impossible to keep up such a good figure without that intense of a workout.

"So you work at the ATC? My little sister is currently a Stage 3 Candidate, a little shy thing really. I bet you will get a visit from her at some point. She's prone to panic attacks." Havanah tapped her fingers on the table while she quickly thought of how sad Aspen could be sometimes. Like seriously... she can't protect her from getting trimmed if she keeps this up.

"I work in the Inquiry Department." Some may see her title as something to be intimidating, but it didn't have to be so long as you never ended up in her office. "Not many other places an Illumino could be useful." Havanah shrugged, she was curious if Alec even knew what her psionic ability was up until now.

"So you're a counselor? I bet it gets hard listening to other people's problems all day." Havanah then signaled for the waitress again. "Can I get a hot chocolate with some whipped cream please?" Oh, how Havanah loved her whipped cream...

Tilting her head slightly that still rest on her hands Havanah laughed. "You can't tell me that sitting with me in the cafeteria was something you would have enjoyed. You were so quiet."

"However I will keep in mind that you never turn down food. Could use that to my advantage one day." Havanah then winked, letting one of her hands fall to rest on the top of the table while the other waved for the waitress to come over. "Ham and cheese omelet please... heavy on the cheese."

Waiting on Alec to order before continuing Hevanah sat back in her chair a bit, allowing herself to get more comfortable. "So what are you doing nowadays? Life after the ATC all you hoped it would be?"

"Okay... I'll wait" Havanah smiled, adjusting the strap over her shoulder before she made her way to wait by the door. As she waited she tried to recall the very few memories she held of Alec, which was hardly any. In fact, all she really remembered was watching him walk past every once in a while. He was always quiet though... something that Havanah was not.

Regardless of how quiet he was though he had definitely made a lasting impression. Alec was hot, so so so so hot. In fact, now she was thinking about it she fawned over boys just like her little sister did now. For the life of her though she couldn't remember what number he was on her own list. Oh, how naive she was...

Since then Havanah had grown up, that Alec was not wrong about. She had taken her enthusiasm and channeled it into determination. She had rescued Aspen from the pit she was raised in and got her somewhere proper. She had settled herself as an Inquisitor and moved up in life. Havanah had long lasting friendships and didn't feel quite as alone as she did back then. So yes, her hair may still be blonde and she may still be easy on the eyes but Havanah was not the same. And so she would assume Alec had done just as her.... changed.

When Alec was finally done he would find Havanah standing by the door, arms still crossed over her chest as she looked outside. She was deep in thought thinking about all the things she had going on in her life at that moment. Some good, some stressful, and some bad. Yet, she was smiling because that was just it... this was her life.

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Name: Havanah Brookes
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Ethnicity: Aedolian
Height: 5ft 8in
Occupation: Pilot Inquisitor
Residence:Haviah
Musical Insperations:
I Prevail - Scars
Kesha- Woman

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Physical Description:
   Blonde hair and pale green almost blue eyes compliment Havana's light and ashy skin tone. Unlike her sister who bears dark hair Havanah inherited her blonde locks from her mother, however, they both have the same enchanting glare. Her body is toned due to an intense physical regimen that Havanah sticks to. She believes whole heartedly in being fit and at the top of her game all the time.
   
   When not in uniform Havanah wears a pair of dark gray jeans accompanied with a light gray sweater, sometimes a leather jacket over depending on the weather. At her apartment, she can often be found in a pair of purple sweatpants in exchange for her jeans.
   

Personality:   
   Confident is definitely one word to describe Havanah. She's not snarky per se, but definitely, knows what she wants when she wants it. This doesn't mean she can't be funny when a situation calls for it. She can actually be easy to talk to (if you want an honest opinion) and actually enjoys the company of others. Beneath her wondrous attitude is just someone who finds joy in the little things and is often trying to make new connections with people.

   Havanah is actually quite protective of her younger half sibling, Aspen, than she lets on. She is constantly checking in on her. Even though it seems all she can give is tough love in truth all Havanah wants is for her little sister to be a strong independent woman one day. She's willing to do whatever it takes to get her there, even if it means having Aspen think that she is nothing but a grump.

   This, however, doesn't mean that Havanah doesn't have a dark side. As her profession calls for it Havanah can be cold and to the point and is actually quite good at manipulating a situation to better fit someone's mood. I mean that is what she does after all, even without the power of empathy she is renowned for her ability to get into someone's head. She only acts like this when she has to though and deep down doesn't enjoy it as much as she lets on.

Magic/Abilities:
   Telepathy and Telekinesis: Havanah is average at both, equally just as good with one as she is the other.

   Illuminokinesis: Using this ability in her line of work Havanah creates whatever image is necessary to break down someone's walls and make them vulnerable. Imagine it as her sledgehammer to even the toughest of obstacles in someone's mind.

THE FERRETS!:

 Havanah owns two ferrets named Beau and Rayne. She finds them to be a pain in the ass sometimes yet enjoys posting pictures of them in cute outfits online and spending however many credits it requires for them to have THE BEST stuff. Havanah is a closet Ferrett junky.

Relationships:

Aspen Brookes - Sister

Pilot Noble Alec Holding - Boyfriend - AKA the guy who puts up with her crazy ass <3

Candidacy Mentor - Cameron Mathers

Dragon:
Name: Anson
Gender: Male?
Personality: Anson can be a bit of an ass sometimes. He is harsh and to the point yet somehow he and Havanah see eye to eye on most things. From the moment the two of them bonded, they have each had a mutual unspoken understanding of one another.
Description: Large and light gray, almost white with cybertronic veins running underneath the majority of his skin. He almost appears blue to the untrained eye.

History:
   Everything was going great despite Havanah's family being members of the lowest caste. Her mother and father loved one another and most importantly their daughter. All of that changed around Havanah's 8th birthday when suddenly she had another sibling.... from a woman that was not her mother. Turns out her father wasn't the most faithful and so her parent's seperated, Havanah's mother taking sole guardianship of her.

   Even without her father around Havanah's mother gave her enough love to replace what she had lost. One parent was just as good as two as far as she was concerned and so it never really affected her all that much. Growing up Havanah saw her father turn from the loving man she once knew as 'daddy' to the monster riding on the tracks of a never-ending bender. Worst of all she saw her little sister stuck on the same tracks as him.

   At age 13 Havanah was picked up and entered into the Candidacy program after a mandatory health screening, turns out... she was pshycic. At age 14 she moved through to Stage two, followed by stages three and four, and finally five ending her candidacy at age 19. It didn't take long for her to find her place among the pilots as an inquisitor and so life went on... well for Havanah it went on.

   Once a year on her little sister Aspen's birthday Havanah would visit, checking in on the sibling she had mixed emotions about for most of her life. Years went by of awkward dinners over some Pizza to celebrate the birth of a child that could have ruined Havanah's life if she let it. However, instead of hatred for this little dark haired girl Havanah felt pain. It wasn't Aspen's fault she was dealt such a shitty hand at life and so she vowed to do whatever she could to be what her father and stepmother couldn't be.

   During a visit to Aspen on her 15th birthday Havanah picked up on something, something that could only be described as a miracle in her eyes. Aspen was psychic too, and so she reported her sister to the ATC, therefore resulting in her being immediately drafted into the program. Since then Havanah has kept a distant eye on her little sister, only stopping in should her sister need some straightening up or to be set back on the path of straight and narrow. Havanah is determined to make Aspen strong enough to stand on her own, knowing that one day she may not be around to help Aspen anymore.


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An open hand quickly fell limp as the man grasped at her wrist. At first, she was confused chewing on his words in her own mind before delivering some of her own.

"Dez..." So his name was Swan, he sure as hell didn't look like one, or act like one for that matter. Already he was a big ball of hypocrisy with both his actions and his name pointing at exactly that.

"So let me get this straight." Dez finally pulled her wrist back when he released it, opting to reach for the glass of blue liquid instead. However, she did not lift it to her lips but instead moved the cup so that the liquid whirled inside. "You can grab my ass but I cannot touch your shit?"

Her brow was raised in accusation as she stared him down. "Hardly seems fair" Dez then lifted the glass to her lips, taking a whiff of the liquid before again setting it down. "I mean... grab all you want... no harm ever came from copping a feel." And then she was at it again, taking her other hand to reach for the knife this time around.

"If I said no I wouldn't be surprised if you followed anyway." Her tone a murmur as she made her way towards the bar in question. This man was definitely drunk and based on how he was following her like a dog he was exactly what she needed right now. In her mind, she was already going through a checklist of things she could take from him.

Climbing up onto a stool she slid to face the bartender, signaling for his attention before turning her attention back towards the ass grabbing man. "Could be my first time... or not?" Dez shrugged as she tried to remember if she had visited this particular bar on Cancer before. "They all start looking the same after a while, to be honest."

Her gaze quickly shifted towards his belt and the lovely looking blade sent her eyes into a sparkle. Immediately she reached out for it, grabbing at it eagerly. "What a cool looking blade!" Internally she was already gauging how much she could fetch for it.