chipped fingernail polish. going for a late night run. reading books well past midnight. solving complicated puzzles. constant chatter. sneaking out. science experiments. overthinking simple problems. listening to music too loud. shouting curse words. scraped knees and palms. hiding files under her bed. the color red. unsent angry messages. graffiti art. murder boards
Raielyn was born to two successful scientists and the youngest child in a family of five. She was a baby at the time her siblings were all in their double digits, which meant she was always left behind by her siblings. Raielyn grew up with heavy expectations placed on her shoulders, she had to be perfect, like all her siblings before her, but it was clear she wasn’t like any of them. Trouble seemed to follow her wherever she seemed to go; nothing big enough to get her into real trouble though. Raielyn knew the line. Unlike the rest of her siblings, Raielyn was fussy and loud, not ready to accept anything around her for what it was, but wanting to piece together little bits of information that others often ignored. She didn’t lack the intelligence her parents expected her to have, she just didn’t use it in the way they expected.
It was a freak accident, she was told at the young age of fifteen, after both her parents were found dead. Raielyn didn’t entirely believe it. She moved in with her older sister, nearly twice her age, who wasn’t as forgiving as her parents had been for the trouble she got into. All her life she’d been encouraged to use her intelligence, but her sister made it seem like Raielyn’s inability to shut up and follow orders would get her killed. So she tabled her opinions, fell in line with what her sister wanted, and finished school. She knew her rebellious nature would never die out, but when it came time to pick a career, there was only one clear choice: guard. Her year of training was intense because it went against every of her inability to follow orders, but Raielyn made it through.
DEMI FEMALE & SHE/HER. TWENTY-ONE. GUARD.