Adapté à l'heure actuelle

Les bras de Raven étaient attachés au tronc d'un arbre au-dessus de sa tête, le sang commençant à couler dans ses yeux alors qu'elle remarquait que l'officier du Régime se retournait vers elle, le bâton électrique craquant fort. Elle ne leur a pas permis de voir qu'elle, à son malheur, souffrait un peu. Raven grondait à l'homme fermant la distance entre eux, se déplaçant incomfortablement comme les cordes autour de ses poignets serrés, commençant à donner une grave brûlure. L'homme a simplement ri et s'est penché dans la proche, inhalant profondément. Est-ce qu'il... l'a sentie?! Il leva la main et tenta de mettre un poil errant derrière son oreille avant que Raven ne s'éloigne.
"Ils sont toujours plus sexy quand ils se battent. N'est-ce pas, les gars?" Un gang de rires et de consensus a suivi avant de continuer, "Awe, qu'est-ce qui se passe chéri? N'est-ce pas un type de gonzesse? " Sans hésiter, pas tant que sauter un battement, Raven crache directement sur l'officier au visage. Des éclaboussures de sang couvraient sa mug laid, il l'essuyait en colère et giflait Raven directement sur son propre visage. Raven a toussé un peu plus de sang, se répandant de sa bouche comme une petite rivière coulant sur ses lèvres. Où est El? Elle pensa à elle-même, regardant autour, mais il était difficile de voir avec 3 jeux de phares de camion aveuglant sa vision passé quelques mètres dehors. Presque dès que la pensée a quitté son esprit, les lumières du camion ont commencé à s'allumer avant que les 3 ne s'éteignent.
Les hommes tournèrent tous les chemins pour essayer de comprendre ce qui s'était passé, leur pokémon se tenant à l'attention à côté d'eux grognent, chacun devenant aussi mal à l'aise que leurs maîtres. Les lèvres sanglantes de Raven se sont incurvées dans un sourire alors qu'elle chuchotait juste assez fort pour que le capitaine qui l'avait agressée puisse entendre "Marco". Avec ça, une forte explosion de derrière la voiture à sa droite sonnait, les hommes criant à leur pokemon pour chasser après la chose qui l'a causé. Un flou jaune assez grand est venu se charger par derrière, bulldozer le gronlithe et la foule dans son chemin, braquer ses bras sur les soldats qui tentaient de tirer sur leurs blasters de filet.
Criant inconstanciellement, l'Électabuzz se chargea droit devant le capitaine et de ses deux mains, claquant le pauvre sur le côté. Raven sourit alors qu'Electabuzz yançait les cordes libres du tronc de l'arbre. "Le jeu sadique de Marco-Pollo, hein?" Son barrage de ses crocs suffisait pour que Raven sache qu'il était d'accord, ses yeux avaient encore une légère lueur rouge pour eux de sa rage. Il n'était pas temps de le regarder, ni de s'attarder sur les douleurs qu'elle ressentait sur tout son corps, il était temps de courir. Et fuyez, ils l'ont fait.


Proche de l'interaction avec: Isaïe 

Jackson marchait avec les mains serrées autour de son fusil d'assaut, regardant autour de la mer sans fin des arbres qui l'entouraient pendant qu'il progressait. Houndour s'arrêta dans ses traces et tourna la tête pour regarder derrière lui, son corps suivant lentement. Il a commencé à gronder, les dents barrées alors qu'il regardait les arbres d'où ils venaient juste avant. Jack n'avait pas remarqué la chute de Houndour, mais l'entendit grogner, se tournant pour confronter ce que c'était, Houndour était dans un malaise, tenant son fusil visant à tout ce qui pourrait arriver. Une explosion au loin à droite l'a amené à s'arrêter, tournant son attention vers ce bruit. Lui et Houndoor ont commencé à courir vers elle, Jackson portant son fusil près de sa poitrine et au cas où il en aurait besoin.
Ce que Jack a vu était quelque chose qu'il n'avait pas vu depuis longtemps. Un Electabuzz. Sauvage, peut-être. Ce n'était certainement pas le régime. La seule raison pour laquelle il savait que c'était, la chose damnée attaquant un groupe de soldats qui semblaient interroger auparavant une jeune femme. De derrière un arbre, Jackson est resté hors de vue et a regardé la scène se dérouler. Le pokemon qui causait le chaos était le plus grand qu'il n'ait jamais vu, il semblait être un énorme quatre pieds de haut, par rapport à la plupart du type qui a à peine fait trois pieds et demi au plus. Une fois que l'excitation a calmé un peu et que le pokemon a sauvé la femme qui était clairement le maître s'est enfui, Jack aussi, s'est détourné de la scène et a commencé vers la façon dont il était allé avant. Il serait entré dans le désastre pour voir si ses ex-combattants allaient bien, puisqu'il pouvait l'enlever, étant toujours dans son uniforme et tout. Mais au cas où ils faisaient partie des rangs qui connaissaient son congé déshonorable, il préférerait ne pas risquer l'ennui.
Jackson Atticus Kincaid


Face Claim: Jeremy Irvine
"The price of being a sheep is boredom. The price of being a wolf is loneliness.
Choose one or the other with great care." -Hugh Macleod
In The End by Linkin Park | Sound the Bugle by Bryan Adams

The Renegade Who Had It Made, Retrieved For A Bounty
☬ Full-Birth Given Name ☬
"Jackson Atticus Kincaid, at your service."
☬ Preferred Name | Nickname ☬
"I prefer to go by Jax, or Jack. Regime just address by last names."
☬ Sex Identification ☬
Bi-Sexual male.
☬ Established In ☬
"September 22, 2323. I'm 24-years-old."
☬ Place of Birth ☬
Queens, New York.
☬ Also Knowing ☬
"I still carry my shock baton and assault rifle with me, though my rifle has no rounds in it. Just for show, and to fool the fools that still think I'm Regime. I stay in my uniform for that specific reason, though I do have a change of clothes in my pack."

This Will Be the End Today of a Wanted Man
☬ Rebel or Regime? ☬
Ex-Regime, turned Rebel.
☬ Pokemon Companion ☬
"I own a Houndour, who I've since named Grimm, that was given to me by the Regime. He and I used to just have a 'master and slave' type relationship as the Regime would have us treat our pokemon, but I've tried getting closer with him since I left. He seems to becoming more fond of me."
☬ History with Pokemon ☬
"I was given Grimm when I was an active soldier for the regime. It used to be, if I said jump he'd immediately do so. Now, he's become my only friend I have. We're trying to better the companionship we've started since I left."
☬ Short Biography ☬
"I grew up in a semi-wealthy family that didn't know what rationing was, like the lower class. My family was decently provided for, and we had relations with people in the Regime. My uncle, specifically, was a military captain. He brought me into the military under his wing when I was just 18 years old. Been a Regime soldier ever since. I know how to avoid them, so it's pretty easy for me to stay out of sight."
☬ Persona ☬
Jackson wants to be a hero, someone that everyone knows and reveres. But barring that, he’s willing to be a sort of dark knight. As the youngest of six and constantly disregarded, Jackson is independent and desperate to prove himself, wanting to show his personal talent and leave a legacy behind in the minds of everyone. But he’s not brash. He is content to observe and work quietly, and he’s very intelligent, which is no small aid. He thinks before he acts and is adept at seeing all sides and analyzing situations so he can act to his best advantage. He wants to be something and make something of himself; proving himself better than anyone could have expected is one of his highest priorities. Jackson's social skills need work. He has somewhat of a low tolerance for certain people and is dismissive of those who are loud, unsubtle, and quick to offer opinions for everything. Nevertheless, other people are often "entitled" to his opinion in the form of his biting sarcastic remarks. Other than that he is a quiet and even somewhat withdrawn guy. While he enjoys the company of some of people, solitude is a balm for him. He has to be able to think and study.
Jackson is a knowledge seeker. He is one of those people who believe that knowledge and intelligence are central to success and power, so many things fascinate him and he could easily be found reading if he wasn't constantly on the run. In his mind no fact or understanding of a process or a tendency is unimportant or useless, and may help a person when they least expect it to. As such, he can usually provide extra information on most any subject, even if he gives it in a condescending manner. He is proud of what he knows, both the facts and the underlying understanding of how things work. Interestingly, though, Jackson’s quiet, studious exterior hides somewhat of a rebellious and unconventional streak. He likes to go his own way and will do it willingly. He also respects authority, but follows rules when it suits him—in other words, most of the time, but not if he has something else in mind that he deems worth the risk of losing points in the eyes of his higher ranking officers or perhaps damaging his image a little. However, as important as that is to him, these moments come very rarely. More frequently his unconventionality is manifested in an experimentative tendency.
Jackson loves a challenge and he loves besting people, but it is usually a private victory for him. He needs not brag and draw attention to his success as long as he knows personally that he has won. However, this is not to say that he doesn’t need others’ acclaim. Being noticed is important to him, and he hates being ignored, but he would rather people notice by themselves how outstanding he truly is. That being said, criticism tends to bounce off of him as well--he is rather selective about what he hears and chooses to take to heart. Despite a sometimes ungracious manner, and a self-preserving and self-benefiting attitude, the guy is not bad at heart. He would always stick up for those he considers his friends, and is not averse to helping even strangers, after he is finished or providing it doesn’t inconvenience him. But when he is hurt, it is common to find him completely withdrawn and intractable, working only for himself in a kind of cool temper that can take a while to thaw out, even with the efforts of his closest friends. Unfortunately, Jackson is also prone to hold grudges after problems with others, and he is stubborn about them, though adaptable in other situations.
Jackson is a careful and patient guy. He’ll watch and wait for a long time with an observant and analyzing eye without feeling a need to do anything himself, gaining something from everything he sees. Not only that, he’s good at making what he sees help him in some way. He’s also good at using all the resources he can to help him achieve whatever goal he has in mind. Jackson is driven and works diligently to achieve any goal he’s set for himself, and places these goals above most other things. As such, he’s very organized; he hates clutter and his personal space, personal appearance, and his management of time and such are all very neat and organized, often following a schedule or other method of keeping everything in its proper place and time. It bothers him when things aren’t set out clearly and prioritized so they can be followed right. He’s a very good multi-tasker and his organization helps him make sure everything gets accomplished exactly when and how he planned it to. If it doesn't, he'll fix it until it does.
☬ Physical Description ☬
Jackson is roughly 6'3" and weighs a total of 194lbs. He keeps his dark brown hair cropped kind of short, maybe only a couple inches in length. His eyes are a light grey color that turn almost hazel when he's upset, which is very rare to see with him. When he gets mad, they seem to turn almost black, they get so dark. His body is toned and he continues to maintain that each and every day. He'll exercise with his houndoor Grimm for hours, when he can.



Maya "Raven" Reyes


Face Claim: Lindsey Morgan
"Rebellion is the only thing that keeps you alive." -Marianne Faithfull
Dare to Believe by Boyce Avenue | Problem by Ariana Grande ft. Iggy Azalea

I'm Heading Straight For the Castle
♠ Full-Birth Given Name ♠
"Maya Reyes. No, I don't possess a middle name."
♠ Preferred Name | Nickname ♠
"I tend to just go by 'Raven'. It's a nickname my mom gave me as a kid."
♠ Sex Identification ♠
Heterosexual female, here.
♠ Established In ♠
"May 20th, 2327. Yes, that makes me 20-years-old."
♠ Place of Birth ♠
New Orleans, Louisiana.
♠ Also Knowing ♠
"I carry a knife with me, it stays strapped to the inside of my jacket, while I also have an axe I keep at my hip. What?.. Safety Precautions."

They Wanna Make Me Their Queen
♠ Rebel or Regime? ♠
"Rebel. Not hard to tell. I'm constantly on the run."
♠ Pokemon Companion ♠
"I have an Electabuzz with me."
♠ History with Pokemon ♠
"Well, I met Electabuzz as an Elekid. He used to hang around my childhood home, and occasionally I would feed him. Even brought him inside from the rain a few nights. My parents didn't like me playing with the wild pokemon, so it was kept quiet for a long time. Elekid, at the time, seemed to be very understanding. Around the time when I turned 15, I was getting deep into my rebellious stage and went so far as to sneak onto a Regime truck and steal a pokeball. Well, technically an Ultra ball. I made sure to find an Ultra because its colors matched Elekid's patterns. When I returned home that night, I couldn't find Elekid anywhere. I searched and searched but he was nowhere to be found. I thought maybe he'd gotten picked up by the Regime while I was gone, so I sat the ball ontop of my dresser and left it as a reminder, thinking I'd never see him again. The next morning, however, I found an Electabuzz in my front yard staring me down. Only thing that told me it wasn't going to attack was the genuine smile on its face. It didn't take me long to realize what had happened. I then asked the, now, Electabuzz if it'd go into a permanent partnership with me. I offered up the pokeball, and promised him if he ever felt threatened by me or just flat out didn't want to be around me anymore, I'd set him free. We've been together ever since. He's my best bud."
♠ Short Biography ♠
"I came from a low-class migrant farmer family who didn't have much to begin with. Poverty is a disease in our family, one spread from generation to generation, even before the wars f*cked everything up even worse. My parents made sure to give my brother and I the best education their money could afford, though. They, as well as my brother, gave up their lives to let me escape The Regime. Our parents were late on their payments, and The Regime came to claim what wasn't rightfully theirs. Since I had my own pokemon that wasn't registered, my parents advised me to leave. My brother tried to join me, but they caught on that we were on the run and he created a diversion. I've been on the run with Electabuzz ever since."
♠ Persona ♠
Upon a first meeting, Raven is usually rather quiet. Although she likes the company of people, she doesn't typically approach others unless she's pretty sure they'll welcome it. Once acquainted with someone, though, she can be quite animated and talkative, more lighthearted and teasing the closer she is to someone. She is fiercely loyal to the people she cares for, helping them at all costs, and is generally kind. Her friends can always rely on her for level-headed advice, a listening ear, or help with classwork--regarding the latter, she's a hard worker that usually enjoys the work she does, and is prone to trying to focus people back on the main subject or task at hand. If she doesn't know someone, however, she can be judgmental at times if someone seems ignorant or shallow; Raven is fairly quick to form opinions of people and sticks to her first impression, unless enough contrasting evidence is set before her.
Raven is naturally outspoken and hates having to mask or hide herself and how she is. She knows how to keep quiet when she has recognized that caution and prudence are necessary, but would prefer to speak her mind, and can be rather blunt. Raven is opinionated and has things to say and ideas to give on everything, which contributes to activity in classes and discussions with her friends. She will doggedly uphold her beliefs no matter what. Raven has an acute sense of right and wrong. She believes in always doing what she believes is the right thing, no matter what other people say and think. She has a high sense of honor and returns assistance and even kindness to anyone who has done her a good turn, no matter how much she may dislike them. She is also usually, if grudgingly, fair, even if this is colored, again, by an inherent dislike of the person she is thinking about or referring to.
Although fairly intelligent, and someone who will give her all and put her mind to something once she gets around to it, Raven's mind can tend to wander off, especially if something big is weighing on her mind and what she's doing is rather mundane. Someone who likes to see the "big picture", she can get caught up in it instead of focusing on what she's doing in the here and now unless they are tied together. However, it's rare that she doesn't complete a task that she's given, even if it starts in a delayed fashion. She tries her hardest to produce good results in whatever she does, and once she decides on a course of action, she is determined to follow it through to the end. Quite stubborn, it is extremely difficult for someone to change her mind after she's made a decision, though she can be influenced successfully while she is still considering her options.
Although she tries to control her temper, it can be quite violent with proper provocation. During the end of the last war, she became much more easily provoked, taking more strongly to old prejudices; this has mostly worn off, but she experiences flare-ups occasionally. This was also accompanied by an increase in impulsiveness and recklessness, but she's really feeling more like her normal self, although a touch of extra spark and fire seems to be part of her for good. In her natural state, though, relatively free from any out-of-the-ordinary stress, Raven tries and usually succeeds in being clear-headed in her decisions, thinking things through.
Although she seems rather unassuming, Raven also is fond of adventure and trying out new things. Because she believes that doing something worthwhile in the world is important, and that there are things that people are just meant to do, she's always wanted to keep doing different things to figure out what she's good at and what she's passionate about. To a degree, she also just enjoys a bit of danger and the unknown, even though she recognizes that stability is often better and has become much more cautious than she was when she was younger. When it comes down to it, Raven values simplicity and straightforwardness in life. To her it's comforting to have a goal and know who you can count on, and having both she feels quite at ease with life. Whatever she does though, there's very little that the young witch regrets, and she's proud of who she is and where she's been. 
♠ Physical Description ♠
Raven doesn't stand much taller than 5'6" and weighs a petite 114lbs. Her Mexican and Native features truly stand out with her dark brown, almost black hair, tanned skin and dark eyes to match. She has full lashes and fixed eyebrows to go with them. Her facial expressions usually show she means business, and it's rare to see her smile, but given the chance, she lights up any room. She has two tattoos and a paper crane necklace she wears. One of the tattoos is of black wings, one on each shoulder/arm, to go along with her nickname. The other is a quote across her chest that reads, "Can't put your arms around a memory."