Name: Agent Clarice Blackstone<br/>Age:    25<br/>Power: Precognition (she can look into the future for a few minutes, think a bit of Nicholas Cage's Next)<br/>Alignment (good):<br/>Brief biography: Clarice just recently graduated from the academy and has had very few missions, but what she lacks on experience she compensates it with enthusiasm. She longs for field work but her superiors keep her in operations as much as they can, the situation slowly eroding on her enthusiasm and individuality. Still her superiors think she can be turned into a major asset mixing her natural talent for tactics with her uncommon ability.<br/><br/>*******<br/><br/>Clarice sighed evaluating the last few missions she had been helping from operations, she wanted to understand every angle and everything that had gone well and bad, after all her her commander expected her report at first hour in the morning and she was already late. Maybe she needed a a few minutes to rest, maybe even take a quick shower and grab something to eat before preparing herself for another all-nighter.<br/><br/>Still as she blocked her computer she noticed the blond man, his piercing blue eyes staring into the computer.<strong><em>It was not that late yet, but the man's appearance told him he had been through some rough time, but what really called to her was his piercing sight, so casually she began maneuvering behind the man to look over his shoulders. But as they say, curiosity killed the cat and neither she was able to get a glimpse of what was he looking at nor did he took it to kindly. </em></strong>(no one likes to be spied on after all, much less CIA agents)<br/><br/>Clarice close her eyes and shook her head, the image on her failed maneuvering erasing itself immediate from her mind,<em> I suppose I should had guessed so</em>. So instead of maneuvering behind him she took the forward path, look as casual as a curious young agent with short blond hair and and shiny green eyes could be.<br/><br/>"Rough day?"