<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Ringing the bell to her bicycle, the short young woman was racing her way up towards the Rose Cottage. The quaint Bed &amp; Breakfast on the cliff was just opening today, here she was one of their few only employees... <em>late</em>. Though, she had good reason. Charlie was a strange girl, the town's folk described her as unnaturally kind, sweet, and a little bit spacey. Yes, she had her quirks and luckily wasn't completely ostracized for it. She was just always different, strange, weird, kooky... Any time anyone would talk about Charlie Banes a person could be astounded with the many different ways to say <em>odd</em>. Sometimes, the rumor mill started to speak ill of her. Talk of her speaking to no one or rooms becoming cold suddenly when she was near, but it was all just talk right?<br/><br/>What was the truth? Ever since Charlie was small, she had always been different. She and her mother could do and see things others couldn't, and it was prudent that they kept this to themselves. Ghosts always fascinated Charlie, some of her better childhood friends were among the dead. Her talents were seeing memories, ghosts, the future, and even the past. Ghosts were more her forte and took the least amount of effort, being able to hear and see, and be touched by the dead was not hard... What was hard was trying to ignore them. Seeing into the unseen like the future and past sometimes required a trigger, like an item that would be used or a person that was involved. She would never learn to control this and has long accepted it.<br/><br/>Charlie stood at an out standing 5 foot flat, she was short with a bottom heavy hourglass figure. Long dark blonde hair hung past her back was usually tied away in a singular or two braids. Today was singular braid, made it easier to ride on her bike without it swooping every where. Her eyes were round and doey, beautiful and gentle in a soft gray color. The strange young woman had a heart shape face, nicely manicured eye brows, long thick lashes, and full lips.<br/><br/>Bicycle helmet strapped securely around her head as she picked up her pace, on her back was a khaki colored book bag with a change of clothing and things she could use to freshen up. Charlie looked as though she had just finished working in the garden, her jeans were torn and stained with age and mud. The green colored sneakers on her feet looked as though it had seen better days and her shirt was a simple tee that was worn and faded with age. Before departing her home, she had made sure what stains she could clean off, where wiped away. So, though old, her clothes were slightly acceptable. <br/><br/>In the basket on the front of the bike were a load dried herbs and preserves she was supposed have brought two hours ago. Being the help around the Rose Cottage, Charlie's talents included cooking, helping out around the B&amp;B, cleaning, and gardening.<br/><br/>Just in time, she cleared the distance between herself and her place of work. Hopping off the red bicycle, she pushed it along the side and quickly locked it away in the shed where she told she would need to put it during her work hours. Book bag still on her back and the basket from her bike in hand, she circled around the house and found the spare key beneath a false potted plant.<br/><br/>So, there she was quietly making her way into the kitchen. Though in the middle of being refurbished, it was still functional. Settling the basket on the counter, Charlie let out a loud hiss. Which was where we now bring our attention to why Miss Bane was late, all along her right arm from the palm of her hand up to her elbow was a fresh and slightly bloodied gauze bandage. Throughout the ride up, Charlie was in a considerable amount of pain. Despite this, she trudged her way to work and refused to allow herself to have to take the day off. How she got hurt? Well, you'd have to ask her yourself.<br/><br/><strong>OOC:</strong><em> Hullo, I hope you don't mind me jumping in. &lt;3 If you do, I'll just disappear... &gt;&gt;; I'm not approved yet so I can't edit my posts, also if you like Charlie you can use her 'abilities' how you please, it's fine if you need a plot device. She's a witch, just doesn't really know how to do much of anything except garden and have a few natural talents. ( Seeing ghosts, seeing the future, and seeing the past.. etc ) </em></span>