<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(http://i1105.photobucket.com/albums/h357/daniellex28/evolved%20char%204_zpsbj0k3zim.png)<br/><br/>(http://i1105.photobucket.com/albums/h357/daniellex28/Evolved%20char%201_zpss6wvosau.png) (http://i1105.photobucket.com/albums/h357/daniellex28/evolved%20char%205_zpsbrxbzvhy.png) (http://i1105.photobucket.com/albums/h357/daniellex28/evolved%20char%202_zpsxpnqdkip.png) (http://i1105.photobucket.com/albums/h357/daniellex28/evolved%20char%207_zpsvbxkwizk.png)</div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Evolved Character Sheet</strong></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><br/><strong>Character Name:</strong> Julianne 'Julie' Marie Lancaster<br/><strong>Codename:</strong> Artemis<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong> British<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong> Bi-curious <br/><br/><strong>Class:</strong> 2<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> Specialized Game Ranger (in training)<br/><strong>Education:</strong> <br/>Royal Veterinary College (RVC), London<br/>Southern African Wildlife College(SAWC), <br/><strong>Wealth Level:</strong> Upper Class Family, has a considerable amount of money on a British savings account but lives like a penniless traveller<br/><strong>Languages Known:</strong> English, French, Swahili, Zuid-Afrikaans<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong> 26<br/><strong>Height:</strong> 5'6"<br/><strong>Weight:</strong> 61 kg.<br/><strong>Hair Color:</strong> Dark brown<br/><strong>Eye Color:</strong> Blue<br/><strong>Face Claim:</strong> Alizée Jacotey<br/><br/><strong>Physical Description:</strong> Julie has a slender, athletic build with a moderate amount of muscle definition mainly in her upper arms. She has a natural tan by grace of the amount of time she spends outside. A light amount of freckles peppers the area of her nose and cheek bones, and her face is usually set in a look of utter determination. In her line of work there is little room for fancy dress-up and she's used to wearing mostly sleeveless tops and cargo pants. She also tends to get dirty a lot, and you wouldn't easily find her without a number of bruises and barely healed gashes littering her skin. <br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> You can't say that Julie's had it rough in life, she's definitely had a more fortunate upbringing than most children can even dream of. That isn't to say that she didn't have to fight to get where she wanted to be. In fact, most of her teenage years have been spent swimming upstream, adjusting the course her parents had set for her. She's a strong-willed girl with a certain lack of girlishness and a no-nonse attitude. Julie isn't quite the tomboy but despite her natural appearance she will never be the embodiment of femininity either; not that she would want to, either. She's a confident girl who knows what she wants and will go through great lengths to accomplish the goals she's set for herself. She loves a laugh and naturally gravitates to people with strong personalities, a lot of confidence and a good sense of humour. Following that, she has trouble accepting that not everyone is a fighter and she can get rather impatient with people who give up too easily or are afraid to get out of their comfort zone. <br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Julianne Marie Lancaster was born the third and youngest child to George and Eloise Lancaster, with two older brothers (Christian and William). She lived her entire childhood on a large estate on the outskirts of Greater London, surrounded by a ridiculous amount of land. She was one of those children who not only had a dog (a black lab named Jinx) but a cat, a pet turtle, two ponies and a ferret as well. That wasn't to say she was being spoiled rotten, but throughout her entire childhood toys, video games and clothes never held the same allure as a new pet to care for did. So her birthday presents usually consisted of a new addition to her ever-expanding animal entourage, along with an assortment of cages, food bowls and blankets and squeaky toys that managed to infest the house with increasing persistence. She was the girl who would bring home birds with broken wings or underfed street cats. Much to her parents' horror, however, she would also be the one to insist to 'put a baby bird out of its misery' and, at a later age, to snap the neck of an injured duck who had no chance of survival. Even as a child Julie understood the laws of nature better than most adults, in all its beauty and apparent cruelty. <br/><br/>It was hardly a surprise that her ambitions were to become a veterinarian, even though her parents had never quite aimed so high for their youngest offspring. With two older siblings aspiring to become surgeons, being a vet was only a small step down. Besides, the Lancasters had never held such high aspirations for their daughter to begin with. They came from a long line of wealth and old titles that in modern times were rapidly losing the value that they once had, but to which they clung with the desperation of one to whom appearances meant everything. George and Eloise Lancaster held a rather conservative outlook on life, and where their only daughter was concerned they would much rather see her married off to a well-off young lad than to watch her grow independent and treat life as if she didn't need someone to look after her at all! <br/><br/>Still, they would have easily overlooked this minor flaw to Julie's ambitious personality, had she not proudly announced at the start of her study that her specialty would not be small animals, birds or anything cute and fluffy, but Critical care and Zoological animals. But even as horrifying visions of their social circles discovering their darling daughter digging through elephant feces nearly had poor Eloise Lancaster faint, Julie quickly assured them that they needn't worry about that. After all, she didn't plan to work in a Zoo, her ambitions lay far beyond the European borders, as she had every intention of joining the Rangers in one of the South African Wildlife reserves (and that <em>did</em> make her poor mother fan her hands at her head and ultimately swoon in perfect Victorian fashion). <br/><br/>Lots of arguments followed, threats were made, there was even a brief period were Julie's desperate parents tried setting her up with any eligible bachelor they could get their hands on. It was both laughable and increasingly painful, and ultimately escalated to the point where they threatened to not only refuse to pay for her international internship, but to stop paying for her tuition altogether. It was at this point that Julie sold her car, moved into a dubious apartment in the heart of London along with three students and paid the next semester with her own savings. For a while she didn't see her family at all, and any communication between Julie and her parents only took place via her brothers, who wholeheartedly applauded their sister's stubborn refusal to compromise. <br/><br/>A year later, and this was three years away from the present, Julie did what she had so boldly dreamed off and followed a six month internship in Kenya. Life was different there; it was rough and merciless and an extremely far cry from the sheltered life at home, or even the much less glorious student life in England's Capital. At the Wildlife rehabilitation centre, where she was stationed, Julie saw things far more beautiful and far more terrible than anything the twenty-three years before that could have ever prepared her for. Although the first weeks were very much like her mother had envisioned, and Julie became far too closely acquainted with the multitude of animal excrements, ultimately she would become part of a group of rangers who supervised the wildlife park, took care of the animals, kept the balance of the various species in check and, more notoriously, kept the poachers at bay as best they could. Which was an impossible feat, or so Julie would soon learn; there simply wasn't enough money nor were there enough people to grind the amount of people illicitly slaughtering animals to obtain their horns, tusks or other body parts still rumoured to have medicinal properties, to a complete halt. Ground up rhino horn was still more valuable on the black market than pure gold, and it was a lucrative, illegal business. Fighting it was like carrying water to the sea, and yet, Julie caught a glimpse of the tireless vigilance of the local rangers as they combatted the merciless trespassers with such limited success. As a student, she wasn't allowed to put herself in too dangerous a position, but little over a year later, right after her graduation, she travelled to South Africa and joined the Wildlife Ranger program. And this time she went all-in. <br/><br/>It was already during her first visit to the African continent that Julie had begun to notice that something about her was different than the others, hell, it was different from her old self as a whole. It was subtle at first; the way people would lose her in the wilderness the moment she left their sight, how they always jumped when she'd make herself known. It was in the way she moved in the dark much like she would in the daylight, or how animals were completely oblivious to her presence. Not until she properly became a Ranger did she really begin to utilize ranged weapons, and her accuracy with the tranquilizer gun was unrivalled. Archery was a way to pass the time but competing against the girl was something her fellow students had given up on within the first few weeks. She simply never missed her target. Still, these things were mostly surprising to her - for as far as the rest of the world was aware, she was simply rather talented. That this talent seemed to have sprung up overnight was something only Julie knew, and it boggled her mind in more ways than one. Of course, rumours of the Evolved penetrated her head with increasing persistence, but she wasn't flying, nor did she possess super strength or an ability to blow up buildings with her eyes or something ludicrous like that. She simply knew how to shoot things at other things really well... that was hardly a mutation, just a talent, right? <br/><br/>And then came the night that took away all doubt.  <br/><br/>It was a good few months after her initial training had completed, and Julie was patrolling along with a small group of locally trained experts. They had been tipped that a group of poachers were targeting rhinos, and the Wardens were particularly adamant at preventing that from happening since one of the females had given birth to twins a few weeks ago, which was a rare enough occurrence in its own. <br/><br/>They had been circling the crash for most of the night when Julie noticed them. They were a good distance away, but she could see them clearly enough; there were five of them, sneaking through the foliage so quietly, long-barrelled rifles in hand, their hearts beating slowly, as if they weren't up to something illegal, something terrible. Julie didn't even realize the oddity of how she perceived the men at first; somehow it didn't strike her as unusual that their forms were standing out from the surroundings like bright orange-yellow beacons with throbbing cores, nor did she truly notice the estranged looks her peers were giving her as she adamantly tried to convince them that they were definitely-really-100%-sure right there across the field, ready to strike at the poor creatures. And while they were willing enough to accommodate her somewhat erratic warnings, the feeling that they were going to be too late struck the young woman, and in a bold move that would earn her a three week suspension later (which was lucky, really) Julie snatched one of the compound bows and rushed off into the thicket, ready to get a clear shot. By then it was a race against the clock; a troop of malicious poachers nearing a group of oblivious animals, guns drawn and at the ready.  She couldn't afford to wait, and in that night, Julie learned two things. One: what she was capable of really went beyond that of any ordinary human being, and two: when she had to choose between the life of an animal or a no-good human there was no trace of doubt in her decision. <br/><br/>That night, five startled poachers would find themselves incapacitated by five well-aimed darts penetrating their knees, leaving them unable to advance upon the group of rhinos. Their screams alarmed the crash, and as they thundered off, the thugs were apprehended and would not be roaming the Reserve for at least some time to come. <br/><br/>A shook up Julie briefly returned to England after that, and she was offered a job at one of the US National Parks, something she gladly accepted. She's currently contemplating longterm future plans whilst carefully trying to further her newfound abilities. <br/><br/><strong>Likes:</strong> Animals, bobotie, starry skies, eighties music, camping, coconut anything<br/><strong>Dislikes:</strong> Animal abuse, light pollution, apartments, cowardice, people who underestimate her<br/><strong>Strengths:</strong> Quick reflexes, agile, works best under pressure, brave.<br/><strong>Weaknesses:</strong> Has trouble with authority unless he or she has earned her respect, does not deal well with people who take on the victim role, can be impatient with others.  <br/><strong>On's &amp; Off's:</strong> A bit of a switch, though she definitely likes it a little rough and much prefers the outside over the comfort of a bedroom. Loves being adventurous and creative. <br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Powers</span></strong><br/></span><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Marksmanship (10):</strong> The ability to achieve complete and utter accuracy on distant targets and wield a variety of long-range weapons. This prominently includes but is not limited to bows, rifles and throwing knives. </li><li><strong>Imperceptibility (6):</strong> The (mostly) passive ability to blend in with her surroundings. Julie moves soundlessly and though there is no noticeable change to her physical form, the very way in which she moves, the slowing of her heartbeat and a natural aura that surrounds her easily hides her from people <em>who aren't already aware of her presence</em>. She's the person who suddenly stands behind you when you turn around, who'd win any game of hide and seek and walk right past you without you even noticing. She's only seen when she wants to be seen. </li><li><strong>Enhanced Vision(8):</strong> A significantly increased eyesight that allows her to see distant targets as if they were right in front of her and see minuscule details with ease. This also includes, though in  moderately subdued form, <em>night vision</em> and <em>thermal vision</em>.</li><li><strong>Tracking(4):</strong>  The ability to track down animals and humans, though this is, in part, a consequence of her enhanced eyesight and her experience in the wilderness.</li></ul>