OOC: Hi, I'm going to be filling in as the James's new whitelighter. :)<br/><div align="center">(http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j260/Jason_Craz/0044-1-1.jpg)<br/>Name: Jacob Krasinki<br/>Age: 97(appears 31)<br/>Type: Whitelighter<br/>Powers/Abilities:  Jacob contains the standard repertoire of whitelighter powers. He has the ability to heal almost any wound, save those inflicted on a demon or some limited cases. For most intents and purposes, Jacob is immortal(despite the fact that he is already dead). He can only be truly killed by the poison of a darklighter’s arrow, as anything else will cause him to lose cohesion and simply reform. He can teleport, and has a direct line of communication from the Elders.<br/><br/>History: Jacob is one of the newer whitelighters in the Heavens. He was a sheriff’s deputy in California, married to his high school sweetheart, and doing fairly well for himself when he ran afoul of a demon that killed him. At death, however, he was given a chance to continue protecting people and become a whitelighter. He accepted, though, grudgingly, and for the past few decades has been protecting a handful of witch families.</div><br/><hr/><br/>“You’re kidding,” Jacob rolled his eyes in annoyance. He was speaking with Zacharias, one of the senior whitelighter. “Me?”<br/><br/>Zacharias adjusted his glasses. He didn’t need them, and simply used the glasses for the effect. Jacob had supposed he was going for ‘stern librarian’, though he honestly thought it wasn’t that impressive. “You have a fairly good track record, and a light work load these days. The James sisters require a new whitelighter.”<br/><br/>“And the last one got killed by a demon older than my record collection.” He said, deadpanning. “Fine. I‘ll take the job.” And then, very suddenly, he was aware of three more voices. And one was actually calling for help at that exact moment. "Son of a-" He started orbing before Zacharias could start reprimanding him.<br/><br/>"Actually," Zacharias said, the phrase making Jacob stop in mid-orb and reassemble himself. "There is one more thing. This scroll," He made the said item appear before him. "Holds the key to defeating Sha'kos. See to it that the James receive it."<br/><br/>"You got it," Jacob said. He orbed out, down to Earth, hoping that this wasn't as bad as it sounded. He listened to the cry. "When are you guys going to step up and help us!?" Oh, this was just a great way to start this term, he thought, the sarcasm dripping even in his own head.<br/><br/>He re-appeared in the James house, in one of the hallways, he assumed. "Hello?!" He called out. He'd taken his usual appearance of jacket, paint-stained tee shirt, and jeans. "Special delivery from the Elders?"