<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bd/Cheerleader_scion.jpg)<br/><tt class="bbc_tt"><br/>Name: Aileen Cassidy<br/>Nature: Gallant<br/>God: The Dagda<br/><br/>Strength:     3(1)    Charisma:     2(-)    Perception:   3(-)<br/>Dexterity:    4(1)    Manipulation: 2(1)    Intelligence: 2(-)<br/>Stamina:      3(1)    Appearance:   5(1)    Wits:         3(-)<br/><br/>Academics:     1<br/>Animal Ken<br/>Art:<br/>  Dance:       5<br/>  Singing:     3<br/>Athletics:     4<br/>Awareness:     3<br/>Brawl:         2<br/>Command:       1<br/>Control<br/>  Car:         1<br/>  Motorcycle:  1<br/>Craft<br/>Empathy:       3<br/>Fortitude:     3<br/>Integrity:     3<br/>Investigation: 1<br/>Larceny:       1<br/>Marksmanship:  3<br/>Medicine:      1<br/>Melee:         3<br/>Occult:        1<br/>Politics:     <br/>Presence:      3<br/>Science<br/>   Chemistry:  1<br/>Stealth:       1<br/>Survival:      1<br/>Thrown:        4<br/><br/><br/>Courage:    3<br/>Expression: 3<br/>Intellect:  1<br/>Piety:      1<br/><br/>Legend: 2<br/>Legend Points: 4/4<br/>Willpower: 6/6<br/><br/>   KNACKS<br/>Holy Rampage<br/>Hurl to the Horizon<br/><br/>And the Crowd Goes Wild<br/>Escape Artist<br/><br/>Extended Youth<br/>Self-Healing<br/><br/>Blurt it Out<br/>Rumour Mill<br/><br/>Center of Attention<br/>Doin' Fine<br/><br/>   BOONS<br/>Chaos 1: Murphy's Law<br/>Fire 1: Fire Immunity<br/>Guardian 1: Vigil Brand<br/>Sun 1: Rejuvenation<br/>Water 1: Water Breathing<br/><br/>   BIRTHRIGHTS<br/>*Spear (Change Shape, Strike at Legend x5 Yards and/or returning)<br/>Clothes (Guardian Purview, Change Shape, +1/+1 Soaks)<br/>*Underwear (Chaos Purview, Sun Purview, Change Shape)<br/>*Tongue Stud (Water Purview, Fire Purview)<br/>*Motorcycle (No Fuel)<br/>*Fated Diary<br/><br/>*Not currently owned</tt><br/><br/>Aileen Cassidy, currently seventeen years of old, truly believes (or believed) that she is the daughter of a relatively well off lawyer and her husband, the owner of a restaurant.  In reality, she was conceived in a night that her mother still regrets, only days before the wedding.  Her true father is the Dagda, and she had recently been chosen to follow in his footsteps.<br/><br/>A star athlete, Aileen is an unremarkable student otherwise.  She has won competitions at any number of track and field events, ranging from the dash to the javelin throw.  She is exceptionally attractive, and is the center of the school's cheerleading squad.  <br/><br/>Aileen was to be chosen as a Scion of the Dagda.  Her initial task was to be simple, prevent the titanspawn currently slumbering under the town from waking and, if possible, destroy it.  Unfortunately, the messenger sent to deliver her birthrights was ambushed.  He was, eventually, able to inform her of her true place in the world.  Unfortunately, he had lost her birthrights.  Her first task was simple, recover them.<br/></div></div><br/>It had been a very strange day.  Aileen thought to herself as she headed down the hallway.  Was it the new perfume?  Had she developed more over the summer?  She glanced down.  Maybe?  It wasn't that she was complaining, though the attention had already started to get old.  She had worked out a little during the summer, but was rather amazed at how well she had done.  This, she decided, was her year.<br/><br/>The sound of someone being slammed into a locker brought a frown to Aileen's lips.  She hated bullies, with a passion.  Without even thinking, she shifted her path to head towards the sound.  The sound of her old babysitter caused her to stumble in surprise.  What was he doing here?  It wasn't like he was in school anymore!  Had he come to see her?  Why on earth would someone be bullying him?<br/><br/>The conversation was just confusing Aileen.  Visitation?  Choose?  She had a lot of questions, and fully intended to get the answer.  She didn't even realize that she was still in her cheerleader's uniform until she rounded the corner.  Long athletic legs, flat stomach, narrow waist, and a great deal of cleavage all in display.<br/><br/>Aileen had been in a few scuffles in her life, but nothing serious.  She had found that most bullies didn't really want to fight a girl, and her mere presence could make them back down.  She was confident that the same thing would happen this time as well.  So she advanced towards the sound with the confident gait of someone prepared to do battle, her hair swishing behind her like the tail of an angry cat.<br/><br/><strong>"What."</strong>She demanded as she came around the corner, not even waiting to properly process the scene.<strong>"Is going on here?"</strong>