UNTOUCHABLE

TALIA CARTER. 31. Mana manipulation. Mentor Division. I'm not scared of the dark I'm not running, running, running No, I'm not afraid of the fall I'm not scared, not at all Why would a star, a star ever be afraid of the dark?

[selfmadetalia-blog]

Ambrose arrived to classes a little early. He was still getting acquainted to the new surroundings around him. Standing in a silent hallway, he slunk to the ground and grabbed his book out of his bag. He smiled slightly as he began to get immersed in the world of his book.

He heard someone come around the corner. She was walking around on crutches. He observed her every move as she began to move slowly, then approaching a set of stairs. Oh shit, he thought to himself. He got up quickly and grabbed all of his things and approached her. “Hey, uh… can I help you with something?” He gave her a slight smile, holding out his hands. He normally never goes out of his way to help someone.

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         Talia was too focused on keep her balance on her crutches as she hopped from one step to another to notice someone was talking to her at first. She flicked her hair out of her face, gave the kid offering his help an appraising look. She was in no position to refuse help.

         Talia gave him a grateful nod. “Yes, thank you. A person is better than a crutch. Do you mind terribly if I lean on you?”

[selfmadetalia-blog]

For a brief moment, Teagan was tempted to use her powers to fix the elevator. However, realising how scattered her emotions had been, she realised that probably wasn’t the best idea. Stairs it was then. Flipping her hair behind her shoulder, Teagan began to climb the stairs, only to realise someone was blocking her path.

Her first instinct was to comment something rude, when her eyes narrowed in on the crutches making her instantly feel guilty. “Hey,” She spoke somewhat softly, hoping not to spook the other. “Need a hand or anything?”

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         Talia knew exactly what that gentle, soft-spoken hey was preceding. Pity. Needing help was always a blow to Talia’s pride, and her impulse was to climb the stairs even faster to prove she was a perfectly independent woman, thank you. However, she didn’t get as far as she did in life by following each of her impulses.

         That, and rolling down the stairs all the way to the bottom didn’t do her pride any favors, either.

         “I’m good on hands, but if you have an extra leg, I’ll take it”, she replied instead, the tiniest of smirks curling up a corner of her lips. “Or you can help with my bag, if you don’t mind. The weight pulls me backwards, makes it the jumping onto the next step harder.”

[devonherline]

   It wasn’t the first time it happened. She should have control by now, right? She should know how this works but Devon still had slip ups. She looked at the frozen glass of water in her hand and then set it down as the other gave her a puzzled look. “I guess now I wait.” She chuckled sheepishly. 

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         The little display earned Devon an amused raise of Talia’s brow. When she was younger, she’d had similar slip-ups, even if the results had been vastly different.

           “It happens”, she said, waving a hand dismissively. “Remaining in control 24 hours a day is tiring. We’re all bound to slip ups.”

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              The NO SERVICE sign taped to the closed doors of the elevator was put there specifically to taunt Talia, she was certain of it. What a great start to classes. Talia wanted to suspend herself up on her crutches and kick the doors, as if that would solve all her problems. Instead, she forced herself to remain calm, draw in a deep breath. There was no time for bitching.

              Stairs it is.

              Backpack snug to her back, she tucked both crutches under one arm and wrapped the other one around the handrail. This would be a pain, but it was preferable than missing the first day of class. Good thing she’d arrived twenty minutes earlier. Talia supported herself on her crutches, keeping her bad leg extended behind her, and, stomach churning, hopped up on the first step, only then bringing her crutches onto it.

              Talia might have learned how to ascend stairs without bearing any weight on her bad leg, but that did not make the situation any less uncomfortable.

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{ KATIE MCGRATH } – { TALIA CARTER } is a { 31 } year old { CIS FEMALE } student in the { MENTOR DIVISION }. { SHE } was invited to join the Academia because of { HER } { MANA MANIPULATION }. Honestly, they can be pretty { CYNICAL }, but they make up for it with their { GENEROSITY }.

Hi, everyone! I’m Evie and this is my nutjob of a child, Talia.

[trigger warning for mentions of alcoholism, drug addiction]

              Talia is, in every way, a self-made woman; as such, she’s can be a bit of a hardass, but extremely disciplined. Everything she has, she earned it, and she won’t let anyone belittle her or her skills.

              She grew up in what she now calls “unfavorable circumstances” – if she talks about it at all. She was born as Kaitlyn Moran, in Ireland. Her mother was an addict and a drunk; her father, off the map. Kaitlyn brought herself up, and at age 12, was the main caregiver for her three younger siblings.

              It was as a teenager when her abilities came through. The change was gradual, beginning with the ability to see auras and the mana that surrounds every object. It evolved into being able to track someone or something through their energy signature,  and, later, pull it towards herself and shape it, or manipulate it. Oddly enough, none of it scared it significantly – it felt too right.

              Between the discovery of her powers and caring for her family, Kaitlyn didn’t have time for a social life. As such, she was a very lonely kid and had no friends to speak of. The only sense of community she had was when she stumbled upon Judaism, and converted to it when she was 16. She chose Talia as her Hebrew name, and started to go by that. This was the one thing that kept her from getting too deeply involved in a life of crime, because in order to put bread on the table at home, Talia had to resort to drug dealing and even trafficking through the Ireland-England border. Luckily for her, she was never caught. What made her want to change her lifestyle was when she fell into a police trap. She managed to escape and they never identified her, but she did take a bullet to the back.

               Except, crime isn’t just something you can retire from. After graduating high school, in a desperate attempt to keep helping her family, escape from her mother and her former employers, and straighten out her life, Talia joined the Irish Military Intelligence, while juggling graduation Psychology, with a focus in Criminal Psych. That’s where she met her future wife, Simone. They got married when Talia was 22, and she took Simone’s last name, Carter. Four years later, Talia was caught in burning rubble while on duty. She suffered fourth-degree burns on her left leg, resulting in permanent loss of a lot of her muscles, and, later, alcohol abuse to deal with . Now, she needs a cane to walk on her good days, but she often relies on a wheelchair or crutches. That was when she received an invitation to enroll in Lusus and, although they loved each other, Simone didn’t want to move to another continent, the alcohol had already put a strain on their marriage, so they got a divorce – however, they parted on good terms.

              Talia has now been sober for almost a year, is in the Mentor Division, and is close to graduating. She’s already a TA for the students in the Control Division, and is getting her Masters through an online college. On top of that, she’s also a translator, as she’s fluent in Gaeilge, Hebrew and Arabic. You can find her normally wearing  a suit or otherwise formal clothing and dark red lipstick. To this day, she will not admit to or talk about her life prior coming to the Academy, out of a sense of shame over what she’s done, as much as what’s been done to her. She does whatever she can to hide where she came from, and it helps that nobody even knows that ‘Talia Carter’ isn’t her birth name.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

EX-WIFE: I would love for someone to step in as Simone, and, of course, you’re allowed to change her name or really anything in her backstory, except for their marriage and then, divorce. I was thinking it’d be great if Simone had just enrolled at Lusus. They can get back together or not.

FRIEND WITH BENEFITS.

CLOSE FRIENDS. [0/2]

YOUNGER SIBLINGS. [0/3]

MENTEE: someone younger (I’m thinking 25 or below) Talia can act as a mentor to. Bonus points if they’re students in the Control Divison or need help otherwise managing their abilities.

[alyciadanvers]

Lena Luthor + Smiling

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Lena Luthor smiling and being happy

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“How long is it gonna be in season five until [Lena] confronts Kara that she’s basically been lying to her this whole time?”

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