<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/7NuHWq7.jpg)</div><tt class="bbc_tt">STR -1      FGT 1<br/>STA  1      INT 0<br/>AGL  4      AWE 1<br/>DEX  4      PRE 4<br/><br/>Tough: +1<br/>Dodge: +10<br/>Parry: +3<br/>Fort:  +5<br/>Will:  +3<br/><br/>   Skills<br/>Acrobatics  4<br/>Athletics   4<br/>Close Combat 4 – Kinetic Weapons<br/>Perception  4<br/>Persuasion  6<br/>Stealth     2<br/><br/>  Advantages<br/>Very Attractive<br/>Great Endurance<br/>Uncanny Dodge<br/><br/>  Powers<br/>Immunity 3 (Aging, Disease, Poison)<br/>Regeneration 6<br/><br/>Quickness 7<br/>Speed 10<br/>Insubstantial 4 (Incorporeal, Limited to While Moving)<br/>Run on Water (Movement 1, Water Walking, Limited to While Moving)<br/>Run on Walls (Movement 2, Wall Crawling 2, Limited to While Moving)<br/>Visual Concealment 8 (Any Visual Sense, Limited to While Moving)<br/>Protection 10 (Limited to While Moving)<br/>Shrinking 12 (Size Rank -5, Limited to While Moving)<br/><br/>Array<br/> Kinetic Weapon 15<br/>   Damage <br/>   Affects Corporeal<br/>   Limited to While Moving<br/>   1/r<br/> Kinetic Burst 5<br/>   Ranged Burst Area Damage (Kinetic) <br/>   Affects Corporeal<br/>   Limited to While Moving<br/>   3/r<br/><br/>  Complication<br/>Motivation: Fun and excitement.  She has powers, why not use them?<br/>Power Loss: Clothes.  If she is wearing clothes (or anything else) she can’t use any of her speed/movement based powers.  If something grabs/grapples with her for more than X amount of time, she slows down.</tt><br/><br/><br/>Carissa Fairburn is the younger sister of Helena.  She followed a more natural path to her superpowers, she got struck by a strange bolt of lightning while partying on the beach in high school.  Nineteen and in college, she joined up with her sister after becoming suspicious of a few too many coincidences.  Officially a partner, she has been an unofficial sidekick and trainee next to her older sister while she works out some of the kinks of her powers.  <br/><br/>Carissa, who likes to call herself Blink, has powers centered around movement.  She can all but blink out of existence when she is moving.  She becomes invisible, can pass through or run up walls, and so on.  She can strike with kinetic force, creating bubbles of force or bolt like swords that she can strike with.  Unfortunately, other than her healing and immunity, her powers only work when she is moving and, much to her chagrin, naked.  It makes it exceptionally awkward for her to ever stop moving, and on a cold or hot day, somewhat uncomfortable as well.  </div></div><br/><br/>Carissa, also known as the heroine Blink, was not happy with her sister.  The plan had been for her to train with her sister so she could figure out her rather embarrassing weakness.  Instead her sister had vanished and foisted her off on some man!  'You need to figure out how to work with men.'  Helena, 'Obelisk,' had informed Carissa when she protested.  "It'll be good for you."  Carissa was still pissed, but she wasn't going to pass up a chance to work with Guardian.<br/><br/>Carissa arrived dressed in a simple summer dress and a set of flip-flops.  A careful observer might have noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, from the way things bounced and nipples poked.  The truth was even more so, she wasn't wearing anything but the dress and footwear.  She couldn't use her powers with clothes on, which meant she needed easy to remove clothes.  It was, she'd quickly discovered, a royal pain in the ass.  Everyone had a cellphone camera these days so, as soon as she stopped moving, everyone wanted to snap a picture.<br/><br/>Carissa examined her nails, painted red to match her hair, as she rode the elevator up towards the roof.  She'd pulled her hair back into a braid and touched on a bit of make-up.  She certainly didn't look like a heroine.  No spandex suit, no glowing weapons of enchanted glory, no strange demon familiars.<br/><br/>She stepped out on the roof just in time for a gust of wind to plaster her dress to the curves of her body.  Every curve, and much of what was hidden beneath, was shown off as she muttered something rude and tried to tug her clothes loose.<br/><br/>"A conference room is more traditional you know."  She called up at the floating figure.