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kimber_mcleod
Kimber:
“So, what you’re telling me is that there’s some kind of ghost murderer following us that I can’t see?”
Evelyn:
“I know how it sounds.” Evelyn drew a deep breath, rubbing her arms with chilled hands. “But I know I saw… something. I don’t know what. But those people didn’t just die in random accidents. Even you have to admit how… how unlikely those deaths were! Just out of the blue, like something out of… out of Final Destination or something. Can’t you see the pattern forming? I know there were only two of them, but…” Pleading eyes turned up to her friend. “You have to believe me. Something was there with them when they died. I saw it.” Glancing over her shoulder, she clenched her small hands into fists, pressing her fingernails into the skin of her palms. “We have to do something before it happens again!”
( Trigger warning: depiction of possession that resembles mental illness. )
kimber_mcleod
Evelyn:
Heavy puffs of frost-tinged breath betrayed Evelyn’s winded state as she clambered behind Kimber along the winding mountain trail. She shrugged the heavy pack higher on her shoulders and wiped a trickle of sweat from her forehead with a somewhat sun-pinkened arm.
“Only half?” Evelyn murmured, slowing to a stop beside the other woman and unslinging her water canister from a loop at her belt. “Don’t get me wrong, I love it. It’s beautiful. Just….” She took a swallow of the water. “All uphill. I live in Flatville, Louisiana. Not used to all this… elevation.” Another small gulp of water, and she returned the canister to her belt. “What’s so interesting about this ruin at the top anyway? Some sort of… I don’t know… storehouse of mystical energy or something?” She was being somewhat tongue-in-cheek, though given some of the things she’d seen in her lifetime, she wouldn’t be overwhelmingly surprised if it turned out to be true.
Because of her mutant healing factor she physically ages more slowly, but she is chronologically in her 30s; very red, very long, very curly hair; freckles; green eyes; 5′6″; with an athletic build.
Kimber Mac was born Carwyn Gadarn in Penrhyn Bay, Wales, in 1980. She had a relatively normal early childhood. Her strictly Catholic parents brought her up in the Bed and Breakfast they owned until her 13th year when her Mutant X-Gene manifested. This scared her parents so much, they became convinced she was a demon and kicked her out.
She made her way to London where she was living above a diner (literally, in the attic) with her origami menagerie, her laptop, and what she could cram in her backpack. She taught herself to code, and the ins and outs of networks, joined a “Hacker Group” online and made a living doing IT work under the table.
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