Thulite avait pris son temps pour se lever et se déplacer. Elle pouvait voir certains des Gems se rassembler, apparemment rassemblés par un Gem bizarre avec un manteau de tranchée et des bandages enveloppant sa tête. Thulite pensait qu'elle aussi aurait à rejoindre la foule, si elle voulait découvrir ce qui s'était passé, quand soudain un vent a commencé à fouetter autour d'elle. Elle regarda, stupéfaite, la gemme verte qui planait au-dessus des champs de fraises. Son premier instinct était hostile et elle envisageait de convoquer son arme, mais quelque chose l'a arrêtée. Elle regardait de plus près le visage de Gems, il semblait... découragé.
Elle était forte, alors que le vent soufflait autour d'elle, et regardait avec des yeux sans blindage, tandis que le Gem s'abaissait dans le champ de fraises. Thulite s'enfuit, et songea à s'en tirer, quand le Gem s'empara de son épaule. Mais son ton de voix l'empêchait de s'éloigner de lui. Il était clairement contrarié, et pour de bonnes raisons. S'il était dans un bateau semblable, ou dans leur cas, il doit être aussi confus qu'il l'est. Et tout le monde réagit à la confusion différemment.
"Allez, mec. Respirez profondément, nous allons bien!» Thulite a dit, en mettant ses mains sur ses épaules, en essayant de l'empêcher de paniquer. Elle a gardé le contact visuel, sa confiance en elle. Pendant une seconde, cependant, il s'est agité. Elle ne savait pas où ils étaient. "Où que nous soyons, c'est bon!"
Name:
Thulite
Gem:
Thulite, located on her ankle
Appearance:
Always found with a friendly expression, Thulite is a gem with both masculine and feminine features. She would consider her build lean, yet athletic, and sits on the shorter end of the height spectrum at an even five feet tall. Her skin is a medium tone of pink, with her short-cropped hair and thick eyebrows a darker shade then her skin. Her pupils are black, but are flecked with pink and gold tones.
Weapon:
These boots are made for walking... Thulite summons a pair of boots from her gem, and her fighting style is compartable to a very impatient and tank-like kick boxer. Her boots allow her to get up close to a foe, and kick them with enough force to knock most attackers off their feet, and even send tiny foes flying back.
Unique Abilities:
Super Speed: Thulite can travel at a high speed, an ability unmatched by nearly any other Gem.
Behavior:
Thulite is an extrovert – permanently friendly, forgives easily and considers everyone who she hasn't met to be a friend. Her charisma and confidence has not been limited at all by the tough times she has lived through. This positivity can come off as clingy annoyance to people who don't like constant interaction. She is rather impulsive, jumping to conclusions or being the first one to run down a dangerous path. This is likely due to her high energy, which always seems to be unending. Her rather fun-loving nature makes her pleasant to be around.
Origin:
Thulite was initally very loyal to Homeworld. She went through her early life blind, never knowing about the injustices and inequalities of Homeworld and even within her own life. She continued to serve the Homeworld, never receiving anything in return. Things began to change when Thulite heard about Earth and the rebellion. She began to question what was happening, but was told by a superior that this rebellion was bad for both Gems and Homeworld. And she believed this, until she was sent on a mission to attack some of this rebellion. She got cold feet. She never wanted to destroy any gems, but she thought that was needed to be done. Eventually Thulite was stopped by the rebellion, but not before causing several causalities. Thulite figured she was next to be destroyed, but instead she was informed by Rose Quarts about the injustices towards the World Gems. Thulite immediately pledged her allegiance to the rebellion, wanting to do anything to repent for her past. Many of the Gems didn't trust her, and for good reason, But Rose seemed to see potential in her. Thulite worked hard on every one of her missions, until the time came where she had was stationed on a ship doomed to crash, and she was forced to retreat into her gem.
Other:
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