<div class="floatleft">(http://safebooru.org//images/314/21ac42bb6e82dba3ef6cad11257fdef8aaa47896.jpg?313364)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/fairytail/images/4/46/Heavens_Wheel_Armor.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20110809182050&amp;path-prefix=pl)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Julie Scoterrin</strong></span><br/>I am a Warden of humanity - 5<br/>Bladedancer - 4<br/>You HAVE to have fun - 3<br/>I am my team's shield - 3<br/>WEAKNESS - Chronic big sister<br/><hr/><br/>Julie was one of the lead Hunters from Stormbreak, a small group in Norfolk, Virginia, one of four individual groups.  Stormbreak was the largest of them, comprised of sixteen members.  But with a move from the local police, the four had been combined into one, and Julie had been the odd woman out.  So she'd been let go, and had put in applications to all the other Hunter organizations nationwide.  However, most declined to hire her due to her... rather destructive methods of dealing with Phantoms.<br/><br/>Somewhat of an oddity among Hunters, Julie possessed a unique ability termed Requipment by the older Hunters of the United States.  This ability manifests in her ability to projects blades and armor both, blades that are able to destroy the very essence that creates Phantoms, and armor that is proof against their every form of attack.  Unfortunately, the manifestation of weapons can cause substantial... collateral damage.<br/><br/>Now, though, with a revised resume, highlighting above all else her high success rate in ending Phantoms, a municipality protected by the Dogpatch Municipal Protection Service had become her newest destination.  There'd been a message in her email that morning, just before boarding her flight, that she'd be met at SFO by her soon-to-be partner, an adorable blonde girl whose photo had been included in the email.  She stopped at the baggage claim, glancing at her cell for a moment as she scooped up her luggage - a large duffel bag that was almost as long as she was tall - hoisting it over her shoulder as she glanced around.<br/><br/>Sure enough, there was the - positively tiny now she saw her - blonde woman who was waiting for her, complete with her name on a poster.  She snapped her gum, and walked over, wending her way through the crowd to stop in front of her.  "Yo.  That'd be me you're waiting on," she said, sliding her free hand into her jeans pocket.