<span style="font-style: italic">A young neko has finished going through the FBI training school. She has yet to recieve a partner. As shetends to be a loner and they haven't found anyone willing to take on a fiesty twin personalitied chick. It had nothing to do with the fact she was a neko. That was an asset to them. She was the best of the best. And the worst of the worst. She believed...she had no need for a partner.<br/><br/>And she was an ace shooter in aim and accuracy. You haven't seen good cop, bad cop til you've had to face her in the interogation room. While she doesn't break any laws...she bends them as far as she possibly can. Yet the day she goes too far...she is assigned a partner who is a total by the book male and follow the rules to a T agent.. Who has been on the force a lot longer than her and been through a lot more.</span><br/><br/>Appearance:<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/c5442538-f12f-4578-95e6-61728736049a_zpsfb2df387.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Jewel Mycroft<br/>Age: 18<br/>Race: Neko<br/>Power(s):<br/>*telekinetics<br/>*teleport (moving into shadows to teleport to another place inside those shadows)<br/>*wall climbing (normal person way)<br/>*picking locks<br/>*hacking one level security (meaning only one security lock)<br/>Personality:<br/>*fiesty<br/>*split personality<br/>*kind (good cop)<br/>*caring (good cop)<br/>*hostile (bad cop)<br/>*volatile (bad cop)<br/>*hot tempered (bad cop)<br/>*sensitive (good cop)<br/>*compromising (good cop)<br/>*rebellious (bad cop)<br/>*loyal<br/>*honest<br/>*somewhat blunt<br/>*loving (good cop)<br/>*sweet (good cop)<br/>*manipulative (bad cop)<towards suspects><br/>Height: 4' 11"<br/>Weight: 98 lbs<br/>Extra Information:<br/>*lives in the ghetto of the slums<br/>*isn't in this because she wants to be but because she has to be<br/>*everyone she once was on the same side of knows she has to do this and doesn't hold it against her.<br/>*has connections with several mobs and quite a few in the underworld or blackmarket.<br/>*has kept her connections secret from the people she is forced to work with<br/>*has her own set of filing cabinets to keep a documented account of all the things she has done since a very young age.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Jewel passed back and forth within the interrogation room she was locked up in. She would much rather be out there. There in the large city. The buildings and collected companies forming together a far more modern version of Tokyo, Japan. Only, it was located in the United States. It was Harland, (insert state you want here)....the Tokyo, Japan of the USA.The cars went faster. The lights turned on their own. There was a vast and beautiful garden which seemed crushed into being amongst the buildings on every side. Cops nowadays had speed bikes or faster cars. Some of the more rich cops had a car equipped with nitro and a four minute hover or float capability in case end up in the river or something. Those capabilities were still faulty and used as a last resort.<br/><br/>Yet she was in HERE. Stuck in HERE. Just because she broke one teensie little rule. Pushed it a little too far. It still got the job done but with the FBI one time was one time too many. She scoffed at the idea of having a partner. She was going to have to they said. She had chased off other attempts at their giving her a partner. Surely THIS time wouldn't be much different. Still she was locked in the interrogation room. Sadly not the one with the secret passageway behind the filing cabinets. Stuck here while they briefed her partner. While they gave him a synopsis of her extremely indepth criminal history. Of what she had done wrong to need a partner. Seemed they were going to assign her as a partner to the best.<br/><br/>Right now bad cop was out. She was PISSED! Pissed didn't even begin to cover it! She was helping THEM against those who were her OWN! The least they could do is be grateful when they get what they wanted. Not that her peeps blamed her. They all knew WHY she did this job. They all knew that there was a high chance sooner or later she'd have to bring them in. Unlike the "law" they didn't blame her. She hated this. This was its own form of imprisonment...working for the FBI. Stuck up son of a bitches that they were. Nobody treated her like an equal. So she treated them as if they were scum beneath her feet. She refused to wear the uniforms either. Than again in her court terms it never stated she had to. So she wasn't going to.<br/><br/>She paced back and forth with her tail curling and uncurling. Her agitation clear as day. She scowled and clenched her fists. Unclenching them. She wanted to get this hell over with. Let them assign her this goodie two shoes partner...so she could set to chasing them off like she had done any other partner. Then again good cop hoped someone wouldn't judge her based on her history and where she came from. Yeah...she lived in the extremely worst neighborhood. Yeah...she had a foul mouth on her that could cause a sailor to blush. Yeah...she didn't act like a good samaritian. In the end though...deep down...she was still a woman. She still had feelings. The more the people here hurt those feeling sthe more hostile towards them she became.<br/><br/>She knew she wasn't one of them. She didn't think that. She still didn't think treating her like a perp all the time just because she had a record, huge ass record that it was, was fair. These weren't her kind. Her kind was the kind of people she now had to bring in. Those she now had to take down now and then. Did it mean she didn't feel a slight faint sliver of a twinge when she had to do so...no. No it did not. It just meant that her side of the law understood her situation. The supposed "law" side of the law...just saw her as another one of them. It pissed her off since she was on their side. Not by choice but by force but in the end run the big point was...she was on THEIR side.<br/><br/>She scoffed and passed back and forth. "Wonder who the hell they are going to stick me with? Pffft...hurry it up already. Dumbass slow ass popo." She muttered to herself in an angry voice. Right ear twitching rapidly with her agitation.