کرین sat اگلے 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 نشست he was in. "Times have really changed.." He کہا softly and looked out the window of the nursing home. "That they have.. Such a shame آپ weren't around to face that change. Everything was thrown at آپ once, wasn't it?" She asked, pulling up the covers a bit more.
"In a way it was.." He کہا 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." کرین said, slowly rising from the seat. "Harver.." She کہا and کرین stopped in his trackers on his way to the window.
"I haven't heard that name in a while.."
"That's because آپ won't let people in.. آپ have to trust them." She whispered and کرین 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 آپ Harver, I knew the kid آپ were. آپ can change, and آپ have." She کہا and کرین 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 کہا softly and the woman laughed. "Says the man who will hardly age in his life." She کہا and shook her head, smiling softly. "We never had that date." She کہا and کرین laughed. "I'm little too young for آپ know." کرین کہا 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.. آپ can't keep returning to me when everyday. Find someone else to talk too." She said, her voice now raspy. "I appreciate آپ spending most of your time here. But آپ have a team now, take care of them." The woman reached over, pulling a pin from the drawer. "Find someone who won't let آپ get anyway with just anything. I know آپ 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 کہا and کرین nodded, picking up the leather جیکٹ and slipping it on. "I'll see آپ around.." کرین کہا softly and kissed her forehead, slipping in the pocket before slipping out the door.
"In a way it was.." He کہا 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." کرین said, slowly rising from the seat. "Harver.." She کہا and کرین stopped in his trackers on his way to the window.
"I haven't heard that name in a while.."
"That's because آپ won't let people in.. آپ have to trust them." She whispered and کرین 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 آپ Harver, I knew the kid آپ were. آپ can change, and آپ have." She کہا and کرین 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 کہا softly and the woman laughed. "Says the man who will hardly age in his life." She کہا and shook her head, smiling softly. "We never had that date." She کہا and کرین laughed. "I'm little too young for آپ know." کرین کہا 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.. آپ can't keep returning to me when everyday. Find someone else to talk too." She said, her voice now raspy. "I appreciate آپ spending most of your time here. But آپ have a team now, take care of them." The woman reached over, pulling a pin from the drawer. "Find someone who won't let آپ get anyway with just anything. I know آپ 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 کہا and کرین nodded, picking up the leather جیکٹ and slipping it on. "I'll see آپ around.." کرین کہا 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 ہار dear to her.
*Is hiding behind Ciel*
