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Nickname: TJ
Birthdate: July 1st
Age: 21
Species: Human/Daemian
Gender/Pronouns: Female (she/her)

"Your feet are finally on the ground", he said

So sure we were on something

Your feet are just on the ground, girl

TALKING ANIMAL
Name: Laefe (pr. lay-f)
Nickname: N/A
Forms: Usually a maremma sheepdog in public, he's much more comfortable as various birds (especially cranes, hornbills, and pelagic seabirds).
Gender/Pronouns: Male (he/his)
Personality: Rational, aloof, confident, intimidating, and pretentious, Laefe doesn't come across as a delight to others.  Thankfully, he keeps his gob shut.  TJ and he bicker and roll eyes at one another, but their bond is strong.

Been receiving your eager call

There's Colonel Dirtyfishydishcloth

He'll distract her good, don't worry so

And to the one you thought was on your side

She can't understand, she truly believes the lie.

SHE CLEANS UP NICELY
TJ doesn't take much pride or consideration towards her looks or how others perceive her. She foregoes the use of makeup and hair styling for a more natural appearance. Her hair is the color of tanned leather, and falls in thin strands that remain stubbornly straight and end just above her shoulder blades. Her eyes are a brownish-green, framed by hopeless eye-bags, a low brow line, high cheekbones, and a straight nose. Standing at 5' 6", TJ's a pretty average height and weight, and there's nothing too notable about her body proportions. She's usually seen wearing jeans, blue converse chucks, graphic tees, plaid shirts, and hooded sweatshirts when the weather bites. Most of the time she wears a wrist brace on her right arm and a leather bracelet on her left.

Our commander still, space dog

Lines secure, space dog

TROPES
> Reluctant Hero: TJ's not going to be too keen on the whole "hunting demons" thing, and she's going to hate taking a semester off of college. Believing that this endeavor will better the world and hoping that she'll eventually have a normal life afterwords is going to be TJ's motivation.
> Big Sister Mentor: TJ's got a lot of advice stored up and she loves giving it out freely to those who need it. She's not apt to advise people on something she's not confident in, but she loves taking people under her wing and helping them out.
> Bookworm: TJ likes reading, she'll be the first to research or look something up if someone has a question. She's not afraid to admit she doesn't know and then proceed to find out.  Quirky, independent, and with a love of learning... it's no wonder she'd be sorted into Ravenclaw.
> Nerves of Steel: TJ has never had that "teen angst" that everyone talks about. She's calm, cool, collected, and likes it that way. It's very rare that she can't keep control over her emotions, and she doesn't have much difficulty restraining most of them.
> Knight Templar Big Sister: Here's the exception to that whole 'nerves of steel' thing. If you mess with someone TJ cares about (like her brother), be prepared for a psychological beating. She's probably gonna attack those issues of yours and make you wish she had just punched you in the gut instead.
> Don't You Dare Pity Me!: Yep, TJ doesn't like the whole "poor you" thing.  She's not even that comfortable doing it for others, but she especially hates it when the tables have turned. "I'm fine" is practically her catch-phrase.
> The Idealist: Yeah, TJ likes to think that people are naturally good and that it will all turn out all right. She's critical enough to find the bad in others, but she doesn't let that define them.
> Sugar and Ice Personality: Warm at first glance, TJ is considered kind and accepting by most who know her. Yet, she's not expressive or open in the least, and she will cooly disengage from someone she might have considered close in the past.

Deck the halls, I'm young again, I'm you again

Racing turtles, the grapefruit is winning

Seems I keep getting the story twisted

So where's Neil when you need him?

BACKSTORY OF THE DAY

TJ's lived in a few different towns in California.  She has spent a lot of her life in the back seat of the family SUV, so she's no stranger to being on the road. TJ would say she lived in a pretty sheltered household, learning to live productively and keep busy at an early age. When she finally moved into a dorm, and had free reign over the internet, she came across The Daemon Forum. TDF helped her find Laefe, at a time when she needed a rational voice while things at home weren't going smoothly. When Laefe became corporeal… well, she figured going home and explaining all of that mess was going to be too much for her family to believe. Since then, she's lived in a small apartment with a good friend who doesn't question the purple website, her obsessive salt and water hoarding, and the big dog she spontaneously adopted who never leaves her side.

Deck the halls, it's you again, it's you again

Somewhere someone must know the ending

Is she still pissing in the river now?

Heard she'd gone moved into a trailer park

Notable Possessions: Blue 1999 Mercury Trio that is barely able to hit the speed necessary for California freeways.  Green backpack with a laptop, iphone, and other schoolthings.  No weapons besides her brain and a trunk-full of salt and holy-water bottles.
Notable Family/Relations: She's familiar with most TDFers by username, since she's been actively on the forum for two years. Her roommate "M" and younger brother might be mentioned.
-- Katie Lyon is one of her closest friends from TDF.  She was the first person she contacted when Laefe turned corporeal and the only person she wanted to work with when the angels started to fall. <3

(So sure those girls, now are in the Navy)

"Your feet are finally on the ground", he said

(Those bombs, our friends can't even hurt you now)

So sure we were on something

(And hold those tears 'cause they're still on your side)

Your feet are just on the ground, girl

(Don't hear the dogs barking)

~Lyrics from "Space Dog" by Tori Amos