Name: Angelina Jones<br/>Age: 21<br/>Appearance:<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://cache.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/452203-bigthumbnail.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/>Race: Caucasian<br/>Gender: Female<br/>Height: 5'7<br/>Weight: 160<br/>Personality: Rough, a loud mouth, sassy.<br/>Sexuality: Straight ( sometimes it's questionable XD )<br/>Dreams: To be a well known writer and to maybe find her dream man one day.<br/>Fears: Spiders and Snakes, most of all she is afraid of being found.<br/>Strengths: Also a harder work, kind and caring when she needs to be.<br/>Weaknesses: Sometimes she gets lazy.<br/><br/>(Just a warning about my bio, the history might be off a little bit or a lot… Plus, I’m going to guess and say it’s after the railroads were established.  ^_^)<br/><br/>Bio: Angelina was raised in the city of New York, until her mother died and her father couldn't take care of her. At the time her father could no longer take care of her, she was ten, her father decide it would be best if Angelina lived with her mother’s parents. The girls grandparents were among the successful few who moved out to the west and got by. They owned a small cattle ranch in the untamed Wyoming lands. Getting to their ranch was a difficult task, since the railroads only went through Cheyenne and the ranch was located near the border of the Montana area, so a lot of uncomfortable horseback riding was done.<br/>( I can’t remember when all the counties were names, but the ranch is located in the cook county, near a small town named Sun dance. Again, my history probably isn't that accurate.)<br/>Angelina’s grandparents picked to live so far away from the railroads for a good reason, because they were so far away it was safe to assume that cattle hustler wouldn't go for them.  It also meant that they would have to live off what they grew and if her grandparents wanted to get paid for raising cattle for the boss, they would have to leave earlier in the year to make the deadline. At first, life on the ranch didn't appeal to Angelina, she had to work on the ranch and of course she was home schooled by her grandmother. Angelina never liked the harsh Wyoming winters either, even though she was used to the snow, snow in her new living arrangements seemed different.<br/>On her eighteenth birthday, Angelina’s grandmother paid for her train ticket to go back to New York. Angelina had a passion to write but her dreams weren't come true where she was living at. She wanted to go back to New York to find her father, or to see if he was still alive for that much. Her father had a love for gambling and blowing money on saloon girls, knowing him, he must have going himself into trouble with a rich fellow and must have been killed because he stopped replying to Angelina’s letters when she was turned sixteen. With no luck of finding him, the girl gave up on looking for him.<br/>When Angelina turned twenty, she applied for the job as a reporter for a well known newspaper company. The company told her that she couldn't be a report but could write columns on cleaning tips, she took the job anyways, god knows she needed the money. It was unlikely that anyone would read these, so most of the time Angelina wrote false tips that would do no good to anyone but yet, everyone found her columns useful.  At night Angelina lived a completely strange life, she would take off her dress and put on some pants, then ride around looking for a man who killed her father, bring outlaws to justice as well. She would have lived a quiet life if it wasn't for a letter she received one day, stating that her father was dead and if she wanted to live, she would pay off the money her father owned Butch. Him and his gang were well known for being cattle hustler. It was also known that Butch lent out money to people, as long as they paid him back what they owed him and on the day that he wanted them to. If not, Butch would pile on the interest until the person could no longer afford it and then this person would be murdered down.<br/>Anger boiled in Angelina’s blood after discovering this, she refused to pay back the money. Instead, she hunted down one by one Butch’s gang. She wasn’t into murder, so she turned them over to the lawmen. The girl would go to the hearings to see that the bad men got what they deserved. On her twenty-first birthday, Angelina finally got up to Butch. But at the hanging, something went wrong. Butch had several men hiding among the crowd, who saved him from being hung. As Butch rode off, he swore on his live that Angelina would pay for her life for what she did.<br/>Scared of being hunted down, Angelina turned to her good friend, who was a Federal Marshall and begged for his help. He told her the only way she would be protected was if she entered witness protection. He mentioned that he already had someone in mind.<br/>Angelina was forced to move back out west and was now forced to live with a complete random stranger until Butch was caught again.<br/>~~~~<br/>The sky was clear when  Angelina and Michael left the train station, as the two approached Mathew's ranch, it  begun to cloud up. None of this seemed right, she had to give up her beloved horse. He was different from the others and was a loyal, caring horse. It broke her heart to see her horse be sold away. Michael said the horse had to go simply because everyone knew who that horse belonged to and the horse fur was an uncommon pattern, it would point out her out.  Her good friend mentioned toning her sassy loud mouth of hers while she was here, not that Mathew was a harsh man but Angelina was a guest. Making rude remarks wasn't the best idea as a guest.<br/><br/>Angelina wiped away beats of sweat as they neared the cabin.  Not even in the shade of trees wasn't able to spear anyone from the heat of the sun, the girl looked up at the sky watching as clouds rolled by, forming a giant thunder head. It brought a light smile to her face, tonight's storm would be a vicious one. Angelina could feel it in her bones. A breeze whipped her hair out of her face causing her to shiver. It's something about the thought of a bad storm that seemed to bring out Angelina's tough side.<br/>She ducked when her horse walked out of the tree lines. Using her hand, she pushed her hat up and out of her sight line to get a good look at the cabin. It was small still Angelina couldn't help but feel lucky that she was being taking in.<br/><br/>Michael went down the hill first, riding up to his best friend, Angelina followed. The two got off their horses at the same time. Michael walked up to his friend and took his hand shaking it.<br/>" It's nice to see you, I'm sorry I am asking for so much, but I can't thank you enough for this." He told Mathew.<br/>Angelina watched the two, obviously the two men were good friends. Angelina took another good look at the cabin, it was bigger than the cabin she grew up with. The girl waited until Mathew and Michael were done talking. She figured he wouldn't stay long, of course she was right, her friend was already getting on his horse and turning to leave. He uttered a goodbye to her and reassured Angelina that she would be okay as he rode off.<br/>Angelina turned her attention back to Mathew.<br/><br/>" I'm Angelina Jones."  She told him sticking out her hand, giving him a warm smile.