Aisha Hendricks

[Aisha Hendricks]

The Basics

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Name: Aisha Marie Hendricks
Nicknames: N/A
Age: Thirty two
Orientation: Bisexual
Desired Rank/Job:Therapist/Counselor
Powers: Cell Regeneration, Biological Manipulation [limited to the human body]
Play By: Michelle Ryan

The Details

Hair Color: Dark Brown [Sometimes Aisha makes it lighter brown with highlights.]
Eye Color: Sky blue
Any Piercings? Both Ears, Navel
Any Tattoos? No
Any Scars?One from having to deliver Helena via Cesarean section
General Appearance:

Aisha’s features are soft and elegant with a hint of youth enabling her to appear younger than her than she is. Standing at 5 feet and 7 inches tall, the woman is certainly no Amazon, nor does she suffer from a Napoleon complex. At 130 pounds Aisha is pretty much solid muscle. She is very tone, athletic and curvy Flawless ivory colored skin combined with bright sky blue eyes work together to give Aisha a sort of faerie or impish like quality that is magnified by any type of soft or natural light. Anyone who ever meets Aisha will notice to things right away. She is obsessive about wearing things that match and being coordinated whether at work or during her free time. Her finger nails are also kept very clean and neatly manicured. The manicure itself isn’t overly fancy, she just shapes and trims her nails nicely and uses a coating of clear nail polish for added shine.

When working, Aisha dresses with both her job and her comfort in mind. Being a therapist at the Hammel Institute she feels a certain amount of professionalism has to be kept, while not losing touch with the students she interacts with on a daily basis. In order to achieve this she usually wears fitted white uniform blouses along with regulation length black or gray skirts and any jewelry she might feel like including Preferring to wear little to no makeup, Aisha will occasionally use blush, eye shadow, and lipstick just to add some spice to her routine. Most often she does this on Fridays when everyone is allowed to be more casual and school uniforms aren’t a requirement.

When at work Aisha’s hair will either be pulled back in a pony tail or put atop her head in a bun or chignon. She prefers to keep it loose and free when she isn’t working. Despite having a slight hearing impairment and needing to wear hearing aids, she doesn’t always wear them, in fact she conveniently forgets them most of the time. For this reason you’ll always see Aisha standing to face the people she is speaking with. The main reason Aisha neglects to wear the hearing aids aside from feeling like she doesn’t need to wear them is because of their connection with the bullying she endured as a child.
Personality:

First impressions of Aisha vary depending on who you ask, her personality is multifaceted and her life experiences have left their imprints. Some of those imprints are good and make her a truly endearing individual, valuable staff member, wonderful mother, friend, etc. Others may leave people wanting to pull their hair out in frustration not necessarily at Aisha as a person, but at the difficulty she can add to certain things. Aisha in general is a very patient woman, many of the young people she has worked with in the past have found it easy to open up to her because of her ability to let them go at a pace they desire while still being there to listen and guide them. Her patience shines through most when it comes to her work and interacting with her own children, Helena and Elias. At the same time though, Aisha can be rather impatient and downright nasty with co-workers if they annoy her.

Generally Aisha doesn’t take the time to fraternize with her co-workers much; she tends to act as though all work and no play isn’t such a bad thing. She isn’t a snob and she doesn’t have an antisocial personality. Even after two years of being divorced from the Father of her children Aisha still feels as though she failed him and their children. When the truth of the matter is both Aisha and her ex husband are high strung people and there was no way their relationship could have lasted.

Aisha is a perfectionist, bleeding heart; if she hasn’t done something absolutely one hundred percent perfect in her mind it’s a total failure. One of the reasons she spends so much time working is that it gives her an excuse to focus on others and help them with their problems while continuing to put her own on the back burner. Always the kind of person to give a homeless bum a few extra dollars since she can certainly spare it and willing to stand up at a bus station so that an elderly person can have the seat rather than wasting it on herself, Aisha is often disappointed and saddened to the point of tears by the sheer lack of emotion and compassion humanity seems to display these days.

Known for becoming rather animate and loud when irked about something, Aisha has been called over dramatic for making mountains out of ant hills. This is another reason she doesn’t talk with anyone about her own problems, she feels misunderstood; when in reality she is simply over emotional and soft hearted. Teasing is another soft spot with Aisha, even if it’s done to her in good fun, she won’t always see it that way. In fact, more often than not, she equates teasing to bullying or being picked on and will end up getting defensive or going off to sulk like an overgrown child.

Despite having her own long going intrapersonal war, Aisha remains a professional and decisive woman dedicated to her work and her family, Although she wishes she had someone to come home to and confide in other than her children at times, Aisha has literally reprogrammed her mind into thinking that everyone else’s needs should be met before hers.Aisha's inner strength and all she truly believes in is being put to the test now that she has started to suspect that her daughter Helena is a Gestalt twin to a student by the name of Laila Ryuga. The idea of two girls that she cares so much for even though one is another woman's child, blending together to become one entity in two bodies is utterly terrifying to Aisha. Feeling more powerless than ever, Aisha's defense mechanisms are very slowly weakening as she watches her worse nightmare become a reality.

Your Vices

Likes:

• Her job
  
• Music [Classical, Pop, anything with a nice rhythm.]
  
• Spending time with her children
  
• Candy
  
• Cooking
  
• Helping someone [Other Meta-Humans, etc]
  
• Flowers
  
• Various shades of blue and purple [and even though she won’t admit aloud, pink]
  
• Friendly debating
  
• Nature walks
  
• Cuddling [something else few know]
  
• Cleanliness
  
• Persistence
  
• Animals [if it’s possible to tame, or get remotely close to chances are Aisha likes it]
  
• Dance clubs/karaoke bars [the more classy ones]
  
• Her collection of samurai type blades
  
• Karate

Dislikes:

• Fights with her daughter
  
• Being unable to help
  
• Feeling out of control
  
• When people are emotionless [without a good reason to be so]
  
• Feeling helpless
  
• Being prodded about her past
  
• Those who think negatively of Meta-humans
  
• Bullies
  
• People who drink even when they can't hold their liquor
  
• Drunk driving
  
• People who wear makeup in layers aka too much makeup
  
• Rap music
  
• Death metal music
  

Strengths:

• Listening/being a sounding board
  
• Control of her power [for her age]
  
• Taking care of other people
  
• Staying on target when she has something to do
  
• Aisha is skilled in playing the piano and violin
  
• Cooking [Especially Baking]
  
• Sports [Martial arts, Figure skating, Swimming]
  

Weaknesses:

• Socializing with her peers
  
• Talking about her past
  
• Relaxing/letting loose
  
• Accepting the fact she cannot help everyone or fix everything
  
• Moving on with her life and allowing herself to be happy
  
• Thinking rationally when upset
  

Fears:

• Being hated or rejected in any fashion
  
• Falling in love again only to have it slip away from her
  
• "Going crazy" [sometimes Aisha feels like she'll be the one needing the therapist or counselor]
  

Secret:

• Aisha still loves her ex husband and hasn't been the same since their marriage ended.
  
• Due to her cell regeneration ability Aisha often cuts herself to deal with stress when things get too hard to handle.
  
• Aisha is hesitant to start dating again, even though she wants to, she almost feels as though she'd be cheating on her husband even though he is now her ex husband
  

Family Ties

Father: John Hendricks [Died in a 1992 car crash when Aisha was 14 years old]
Mother: Lydia Hendricks [Also deceased as a result of the car crash in 1992]
Siblings: Aaliyah Hendricks [Fraternal twin sister to Aisha. Aaliyah died along with her parents in 1992.]
Any Other Important People:

• Abel Benjamin "Ice" Cooper [Aisha's ex-husband and father of her two kids, Thirty Six years old]
  
• Elias Benjamin Hendricks-Cooper [Firstborn of twins, twelve years old]
  
• Helena Amalia Brigitte Hendricks-Cooper [Second born of twins, twelve years old]
  

History

On a cool autumn morning in September of 1978, John Hendricks stepped out for his morning jog as he had every morning for the past few years. As the police officer made his way toward the end of his driveway, however, all thoughts of jogging fled from his mind. Placed in a box in a drainage ditch next to his driveway were two babies. Girls not more than a few hours old were huddled together for warmth and barely able to cry. Their umbilical cords were still attached to their shivering bodies. John Hendricks a thirty year old police officer, picked up the babies box and all and ran to into his house screaming for his wife Lydia to call 911. While awaiting the arrival of the emergency crew The Hendricks began to slowly warm the baby girls. Inside the box with them was a note simply stating they had been born in the early hours of the same morning they were found, the twelfth day of September? The twins were taken to the hospital suffering from moderate hypothermia but the prognosis looked good for them. The first two weeks of their young lives were spent in the neonatal intensive care unit for treatment and observation.

Several inquires were made by people interested in adopting these little girls including the Hendricks’s. Ultimately when they were able to leave the hospital they were taken to a temporary foster home until placement could be decided. During their hospital stay the Hendricks’s would often visit them and it was Lydia Hendricks who gave the girls their names. Aaliyah Rose to the slightly bigger and seemingly protector twin. For the other whose eyes held immense love and happiness, Aisha Marie? At the age of one and half months Aaliyah and Aisha officially became the daughters of John and Lydia Hendricks. The family was happy and full of love and support. Even when it was discovered at age two that Aisha had a slight hearing impairment caused from a birth defect that did little to faze the happy family. By the time the girls were four, Lydia started to notice something else about Aisha, she never seemed to have any cuts or scrapes like her sister had from falling off a bike or out of a swing.

One day when Lydia took the girls to the park to play she watched carefully and sure enough Aisha fell like all kids sometimes do. Upon going over to tend to Aisha, Lydia watched in amazed horror as the small laceration on her daughter’s knee healed itself before her eyes. After going home from the park that day, Lydia began to do her research and after talking with her husband decided to show a specialist exactly what happened whenever their child was injured. What they learned from the specialist was that this was a rare ability few people had and although some might see it as a mutation it was truly a gift. The Hendricks’s were warned not to let word of Aisha's power leak out. Aisha was known as a meta-human and although some respected and admired the meta-humans most did not know they existed. Fearing that the size of their West Coast town could pose a danger to their daughter, the Hendricks family chose to move to a small community located in New England.

Their happiness there lasted for many years with Aaliyah and Aisha being home schooled by their mother for privacy reasons. . Mainly, with the onset of puberty, it became evident that Aisha had another gift known as biological manipulation. This ability allowed Aisha to heal the wounds of others, but not without cost. For each time she tried to heal a wound it seemed she would acquire the injury herself. Aisha began to practice more and more with healing small wounds for her Mother and Father; as well as wounds that Aaliyah would inflict upon herself for her sister’s benefit. Over time, Aisha became better able to control this new found ability and the unwanted side effects became a less frequent occurrence. Although the girls were home schooled they still had friends and at times enemies in neighborhood kids. Whenever anyone would start to tease Aisha because her speech sounded awkward Aaliyah always came to her sister’s aid. The girls were as close as any set of twins could ever be, doing everything together from karate classes to every day girl things such as shopping. The pair even had their own silly language no one else could decode. One knew the others thoughts and could finish the others sentence. Where one was weak the other was her strength. On a night in 1992 shortly after the girls had the fourteenth birthday, a stranger’s irresponsible decision would sever that bond forever. In mere seconds Aisha’s world as she knew it would be shattered along with her heart.

The Hendricks family was driving home from a day at the amusement park; the accident is a bit of a blur to Aisha partially because she hates remembering it and partially because she briefly lost consciousness. Aisha knew something was off with that care in the way it weaved from left to right, coming closer to the center line as it approached them. The sound of tires screeching to a halt on the asphalt and her Mother’s screams filled the air as glass shattered and the world was upside down. Aisha lost consciousness as her parents’ car went airborne and she struck her head on something sharp. Sometime later, perhaps a few seconds or longer, Aisha awoke to find herself trapped in an upside down car with a small amount of water coming in. The smell of gasoline was nearly overpowering and there was blood mixed in with the water, and Aisha was fairly sure it wasn’t hers. Terrified, Aisha called to her parents who were slumped against one another in the front seat and deathly still. There was no answer, calling louder now, Aisha prayed they would stir or give some sign of life but there was nothing. She knew they were dead. Tears filled her eyes as she turned to look at her sister, whose face was lifeless and still as her eyes stared straight ahead into and beyond Aisha. Aisha doesn’t recall being rescued from the car and she can barely recall the astonished face of the officer who found her. As the bodies were carried away, Aisha broke completely and awoke sometime later in the infirmary at the Hammel Institute.

Aisha’s first few months at the institute were rough, the trauma of seeing her sister dead beside her caused Aisha to not only lose the control she had over her voluntary power. It was as if the death of her sister caused Aisha to regress slightly, losing the ability to speak completely. Aisha became very isolated and angry due to this and was also the target of many bullies. It wasn’t until the fourteen year old literally ran into fellow institute student Abel “Ice” Cooper that things seemed to turn around for her. Aisha had never seen Ice Cooper until the day she went running from a group of bullies and happened to crash into him as she flew into the gym. Her initial reaction was fear as she realized the boy was far bigger than any of the bullies perusing her. However, he seemed not to even notice she’d run into him, simply looking down at her through his hair and giving her an expression that seemed somewhat awkward yet calming for the situation Aisha’s would be bullies quickly stopped in their tracks when Ice took it upon himself to act as a barrier between Aisha and them.

Getting to her feet as the obnoxious crowd left Aisha uttered her first words in months to the student who had cared enough to help her. A very simply but heartfelt thank you was spoken and it was that moment that marked the beginning of a new life for both students. As time passed Aisha fell head over heels for Ice but kept her feelings secret because of his past and their age difference. She never actually thought he’d see her as anything more than a little sister or someone that he needed to look out for. Finally when Aisha turned eighteen she learned she had been quite erroneous in her assumptions, much to her delight. Only two years later Aisha would give birth to their children, Elias and Helena. Eventually finishing her degree in psychology, Aisha maintained a happy home life for ten years until her marriage ended amicably. Since the divorce Aisha has returned to Hammel Institute, not as a student this time but as an official who hopes to make a difference in the lives of others.

Roleplay Example

In the thirty years Sparrow Adams had roamed the earth as an angel, the child had been witness to a great many things. She had seen the dawn of the computer age, an era which immediately captured the girl’s young mind and kept it because it never seemed to end. Initially computers allowed people to work faster and more efficiently; nowadays, though there were computers that did everything help guide the airplanes in the sky to help people without the means to speak have a way to express themselves. The latter thought made Sparrow smile, she never liked the thought of someone being unable to express themselves or be misunderstood. Her Mother’s sickness had been misunderstood by her Grandmother and it was that gross misunderstanding which had ultimately lead to untimely ending of Sparrow’s mortal life. Sparrow could still recall watching her Mother from heaven those first few years. It was a terrible thing to witness her Mother driving herself off the edge completely due to guilt. Sparrow remembered wanting to go to tell her Mother she forgave her and that she was all right, but she had not been allowed to do that.

Pushing thought of the past from her mind the little angel focused on her surroundings and realized she had veered off course while flying. “Ugh! Not again!” Bright white wings with golden feathers scattered throughout flapped steadily holding the little girl in place while she took a compass from her pocket. East, and she was supposed to go North, specifically to a place called Mayfair Corner. Muttering to herself Sparrow righted her path, flapping her wings just a little but otherwise using the wind to simply glide along. Next to the fact that she was able to help people, her wings where what Sparrow loved best about being an angel, the feathers were soft as goose down to touch and always pristine. Sparrow was meticulous about her wings and keeping them looking just so-so.

Heading in what she hoped was the right direction; the pint sized guardian was startled by a nearly deafening mechanical roaring sound from just above her own flight path. A habit she never seemed able to break, flying too high in the sky and getting caught in the down draft of jets was never fun. It was luck Sparrow had the ability to control the wind and that she had grasped it rather well by this point or else she would have been sucked into an engine a long time ago. Putting her shield in place, Sparrow formed cushion of air to act as extra protection between herself and the jet. Allowing her to be pushed downward toward the earth by wind of her own making rather than violently tossed about like a rag doll. Still the speed was a bit more than sparrow bargained for, she could do nothing but further shield her body with her wings as she crashed through tree tops, eventually landing on the ground below with a bit of a thud.

Lying on her back, Sparrow stared up at the sky, grinning as she splayed her wings out beneath her. “That was fun! I don’t think I’ll do it again though, maybe I could try bungee jumping or sky diving.” After another moment the little girl sprang to her feet, taking time to pick leaves and twigs out of her hair and preen her wings a little before taking a look at her surroundings. “Dang, where is a map when I need one?” Sparrow stood placing her hands on her hips as she willed her wings to fade from mortal vision, before deciding to make her way westward, even though she was told to head north. She had no idea where Mayfair corner was and was hoping to find someone who might be able to help her. Normally walking alone in a forest would have made Sparrow fairly bored, but something happened to spice things up a bit.

Just beyond the horizon Sparrow could hear a lot of growling and dirty words being exchanged. As usual the little girl’s childlike curiosity got the best of her and sent her practically skipping in the direction of the action. A werewolf appeared flying through the air like someone had Frisbee tossed it, landing a few inches in front of Sparrow. Though she had seen werewolves and shape-shifters before Sparrow was particularly afraid of them, “Oh crappers, this is not good!” Sparrow exclaimed, quickly stepping back as her wings seemed to automatically reappear. The tiny angel went aloft, but not before the vampire leaped into the picture and made a mad dash for the werewolf. Blood spattered everywhere, amid more howling, cursing, biting, and scratching than Sparrow had seen in a while. The leaves and grass looked like they had been showered by a red rain and so too did Sparrow. The little girl was covered head to foot in droplets of werewolf and vampire blood and she was most certainly not happy!

“Oh gross! Yuck! This is nasty!” Sparrow whined retreating to the top of a nearby tree to watch the two as they basically fought over the entire area before the werewolf finally got the best of the vampire and gave chase. Both ran off in the opposite direction, leaving trails of blood as they went. Sparrow gagged a little, she didn’t like the smell of blood much. Human blood wasn’t so bad, but this was excessive. For the next few minutes the little girl sat up in her tree simply a bit afraid to come down. Hearing footsteps approach caused her to look downward and see the source. It was a woman, kind of young looking, but Sparrow could tell she wasn’t human even from up there in the tree.

Sparrow kind of liked how the woman was dressed, it reminded her of a biker chick mixed with a goth look but without any of the chains the bikers wore or the face paint that made some of the goths look like morbid clowns. Sparrow watched the woman examining the blood waiting until she looked skyward to say anything. “Hi,” Sparrow’s voice sounded very much like she felt. Happy to finally have someone who might talk to her after so much time of traveling alone, “if you’re looking for the ones who were fighting, they ran off that way?” Sparrow pointed with her thumb to indicate the direction, managing to smile despite having dried blood on her.

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What About You?

Name: What you want to be known as. Khrissy, or Poetic will be fine
Age: 28
Experience: I've Role played since I was about 16
How Did You Find Us? I saw the ad on 1000 fireflies
Ready To Play? Well… are you? Yeppers!

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[Mads ♥]

Almost there!

You have a good start, but there is something that we need for you to address regarding her history. Yes, if her parents saw proof of her healing, they’d be spooked, but they’d have to keep it quiet, for Aisha’s sake. Meta-humans are kept as tightly under wraps as possible, especially the young ones. If media attention was attracted, Hammel would have intervened long before the car accident took place. They would have brought her to Hammel as soon as word got out about her power. No homeschooling.

Other than that, looks good!

[Mads ♥]

ACCEPTED!
Congratulations, you have been accepted to the Hammel Institute. There are some CLAIMS you should look at, and then you have fun. If you need anything, let Tony or myself know. Nice to have you aboard.