Sophie avait regardé que le DMA avait rapidement fermé sur son emplacement, d'une allée ombragée. Pourquoi se refermeraient-ils sur un tel emplacement par une si belle journée? Ce n'était pas parce qu'ils allaient pique-niquer, c'est sûr. Non, la raison pour laquelle ils étaient ici était parce que, bien qu'ils ne l'aient pas encore réalisé, ils essayaient de la trouver. Environ 4 heures plus tôt, elle avait commis un crime odieux contre le gouvernement et le terrorisme, ce que le DMA considère comme un crime odieux; elle venait de tuer un groupe d'agents du DMA et de libérer plusieurs métahumains d'un convoi en route pour Manhattan, et seule main dans la main. Oui, l'embuscade a été orchestrée, et seulement faite, par elle et elle seule. Bien sûr, il serait logique que le DMA ait envoyé 3 gardiens à cet endroit s'ils savaient à quoi ils étaient confrontés.
Ils se fermaient sur son emplacement, et vite. Cependant, tout comme Sophie se tendait pour une lutte avec son pouce serré fermement contre l'interrupteur à son briquet, avant qu'elle puisse frapper l'interrupteur et tourner tout en cendres; une fille étrange est apparue, ce qui l'a fait hésiter et regarder comme les choses se sont jouées. Bien sûr, quand il a finalement commencé à ressembler à des choses sur le point de devenir laid, Sophie a finalement clignoté le passage à son briquet et un mur de feu versé entre l'étrange fille et les agents du DMA. Sortir de l'allée et ne portant rien de plus qu'une vieille couche extérieure de flanelle sale, une camisole de marron, un jean noir et maigre, et usée, des baskets noires, Sophie a rapidement analysé la périphérie en marchant vers la fille. "Désolé, les gars, mais j'ai peur que ce soit aussi loin que vous allez. Je ne peux pas vous laisser emmener un autre de mes gens dans ce trou d'enfer d'un "centre de recherche" et torturer un autre innocent. Alors, faites-moi une grande faveur et vous vous foutez tous de moi!" Elle a dit au-dessus du mur de feu, s'arrêtant au côté de la fille, lui tirant un éclair rapide avant de retourner son regard calme et frais aux 3 agents du DMA. Elle a abaissé sa voix à un murmure pour que seule la fille puisse l'entendre. "Désolé, chérie, mais j'ai bien peur de couper ta petite conversation. Je ne connais pas ta raison d'aller après le DMA et je m'en fous. Cependant, je me soucie de savoir si ces connards expérimentent ou non sur un autre de mon peuple. J'ai peut-être complètement tort et tu as toute cette situation sous contrôle, mais je ne vais pas prendre ce risque. Alors fais-moi une faveur et garde ta bouche fermée et fais ce que je dis, afin que nous puissions tous deux vivre pour nous battre un autre jour et faire ce que nous devons faire concernant le DMA, okay?"
Elle éleva alors sa voix à nouveau. "Alors, qu'est-ce que ça va être, les gars? Est-ce que tu vas nous laisser marcher ou on va devoir parler de ça par balles, Sergent Thorne?" Sa voix est devenue forte comme un rasoir alors qu'elle s'adressait au sergent.
Age:
20 years old
Eye Colors:
Right eye is red and the left eye is blue
Personality
Sophie is probably one of the sweetest, warm hearted, and loyal person you will ever meet. She is your shoulder to cry on and will always do everything she can to make you feel good about yourself. She will fight for you, even if everything is pointing against you. If you befriend her that is. Sophie is a loner, and as such, she is very skeptical of others and has only a few real friends. Compliment or praise her? Tell her she's pretty? She won't believe you. Unless you make some grand gesture or she has some really reason to trust you, you aren't considered her friend. Want to really get her attention? To get her to fall for you? Well... I hope you like a challenge. She isn't lonely in the slightest and doesn't really care what anyone thinks or says about her.
Sophie also is what you'd call a short fuse. She always will be a bit feirce to the point where it's charming, but get on her bad side then expect the only thing that she will say to you is "piss off". Pull a small prank or startle her with a loud noise? You are immediately on her shit list and expect her to chew you out with some cussing. She is as tough as nails and can always take a few blows as well as dish them out.



Abilities
Pyrokinesis: Sophie has the ability to manipulate the shape and size fire and use it as a weapon. However, she herself cannot create fire out of nothing; she needs a source like a lighter or matches or a bonfire. As a side effect of her powers, she is highly resistant to fire and heat; meaning that she may not be entirely fire proof but she is able to withstand a lot more than a regular humans before she actually shows signs of burning.
Bio
Sophie's childhood was that of any average middle class citizen. She was loved by her human parents and went to a public school where she had a small, close knit group of friends. She was around 6 years old when the gifted race was discovered an it was clear that her parents had an extreme hate towards them.
About 7 years later, Sophie's middle school caught on fire due to a heating malfunction. Everyone had made it outside safely.... Except for Sophie. Firefighters rushed into the burning school to find her and found the terrified girl walking the hallways. The firefighters knew something was wrong from the moment they laid eyes on her. The fire surrounding her receded to a 3 foot radius wherever she walked, her right eye was a brilliant glowing crimson, and while her clothes were slightly burned, there wasn't a burn on her body. Instead of being rescued, Sophie was arrested by the wardens waiting for her outside, disowned by her parents, and believed to be the culprit of the fire. They were about to haul her away, when she suddenly fought back, using the flames as a weapon for the first time and killing a warden in the process. She then ran for the slums and the story was on the news for a good month or so, and she was labeled as an extremely dangerous criminal by the Warden program.
With the temporary dying off of the Warden program, Sophie lived the remainder of her childhood years at a shelter in the slums and making her keep by doing any odd jobs available. Her life has definitely not been a easy one, but now with the revival of the Warden program, it's about to get more difficult.
Post Example

Locking the door behind her, Sophie stood outside the shack she had called home. She wore a filthy hoodie that was 3 sizes too big for her with a plain grey T-shirt, black jeans, and old worn out sneakers. It was a rather chilly morning in Manhattan, frost grew thick on the broken window panes, a chill turned one's nose and cheeks a bright red, and made the air smell cool and crisp and less like vomit, but this mattered little to Sophie. What really mattered right now was finding a new lighter as her current one was almost out of lighter fluid.
Sophie looked down at the old, slightly rusted lighter with a sentimental look in her eyes. "You've served me well, old chum, but alas you're at your journey's end." She said with a sigh, then shoved the lighter in her pocket and made her way down the steps to the sidewalk. She walked at a casual pace and seemed to be in no real rush to get anywhere, but that was probably because she had nothing better to do. For once in quite a long while, she had the day to herself and didn't have some odd job to worry about.
Sophie glanced at the old, wrickedy buildings and the cracked sidewalk, trying to see if she could find a new crack she hadn't seen the millions of times previously when walking down this same god awful street. "God, no wonder why people go nuts living in this dump..." She thought as she paused to notice some drunk in an alley, before pulling her hood over her face and continuing on her way. She figured that she probably could have easily stole the lighter off of the drunk like she did with her current one, but figured that she wouldn't be much better than him. She knew she had grown considerably since the last time and took great pride in that, so stealing was out of the question.
Sophie eventually made it to a little gem known as Jack's Craft Shack. It was a quaint little store she had found a while back and the owner was her main employer and close friend. A small chime rang as Sophie entered the store and she was immediately greeted by the stores owner, followed by a young child clinging to his leg. "Mornin' Sophie. What brings you here so early? You know I don't have any work for you today." The man greeted her in a tired, deep, raspy voice.
"I know. I'm here on personal business. Plus, know how much you miss me not being around." Sophie replied with a smile, to which the man responded with a slight chuckle and a slight scratching at the stubble on his chin. "So who's the little cutie that you got hiding behind your leg, Jack?" Sophie asked as she kneeled down to get a better look at the little girl, who shyly retreated and whimpered slightly. Sophie then noticed the color of her eyes and shot Jack a questioning look.
"Her name is Ace, she's a gifted with Pyrokinesis as well." He replied and pet the girl's head affectionately.
"How old is she?" Sophie asked as she stood back up.
Jack hesitated for a moment. "She's 8." He finally answered.
"8? You're sure? That's still so young! So what? You're fostering her? Adopted her?" Sophie replied surprised and concerned, to which Jack responded with a slight nod. Sophie sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Jesus Christ, Jack... I hope you thought this through... you know full well that this is no place to raise a child!"
"You know no orphanage would take in a gifted child and I'd rather take of her myself then hand her over to some shelter. " He paused then sighed. "Anyways... why did you come here, Sophie? You said you were here on personal business."
Sophie sighed. That's right... she had completely forgotten about her real reason for coming. "Yeah that's right I am. I need a new lighter, got any new 'shipments' in stock?"
"Go ahead. Help yourself. I'll extract the total from your next paycheck." He gestured to the display case with several lighters inside.
"Paycheck? What paycheck? You don't pay me nothing." Sophie laughed as she picked out a lighter, to which Jack responded with a slight chuckle. With the new lighter in hand, Sophie made her way to the door. "Alrighty then. See you later, Jack. Bye bye, Ace." She said and offered Ace a smile and a small wave.
Not much longer than 30 seconds later, the store door opened up again and Ace ran outside and called after Sophie, "Bye bye, Fire lady! Come back soon, ok?!"

Other
She has some knowledge of handling firearms and always carries a lighter on her.