SPIRIT, 1 (one)
Name: Hannah T. Jarrett
Description: Hannah appears as a youngish woman about six feet in height with striking, if not particularly beautiful looks, dressed in black knee-length skirt, high heels and a white, rather flattering blouse (occasionally complemented with a black waistcoat), her blond hair tied back in a bun. Her hazel eyes have a kind, warm look to them, and their already large size is further amplified by her understated, seemingly frameless glasses. Her body is well-toned from frequent comprehensive exercise, and she is the very picture of youth and good health in most respects. Her thin lips are usually curled in a faint, gentle smile. Her voice is melodic, her speech lilting. Her silhouette undulates slightly, and her bodily proportions vary in a certain amplitude in what may be an imitation of breathing.
Abilities: Hannah has a supernatural way with words - or, rather, a way with meanings, in that her speech is not actually words at all, merely readable as such, and molded to whatever minds that can hear it. As to who exactly can hear her, well, the answer is, surprisingly, quite a few people, as Hannah can communicate with other people exceptionally well through electronic equipment - phone calls, radios, even in text form within a computer. This usually requires her to be phased into a relevant item, of course (such as needing to be phased into one phone to call another one).
HUMAN, 1 (one)
Name: Hannah T. Cunningham
Description: Hannah is a youngish woman about six feet in height with striking, if not particularly beautiful looks, wearing a homemade (possibly from a set of drapes) loose flowery dress and flip-flops, her blond hair kept in a short pixie cut. Her hazel eyes have a distant look to them, and their already large size is further amplified by her old-fashioned horn-rimmed glasses. She seems fairly wiry, and her arms have a few notable scars on them. Her voice is a tad low, and starting to get a little on the raspy side from what is obviously a chain-smoking habit. She tends toward a morose expression - the emotion always seems to find her, given time and lack of adventure.
Abilities: Hannah is really quite good at making clothes to the point of it being her personal pride. She's considerably stronger than the average person, and seems to have had quite a bit of practice defending herself with her own bare hands and with a variety of interesting implements. She is fastidious in her habits and she moves with considerable resolve and unwavering confidence. She has resourceful tendencies, and hates leaving her hands idle.
EXPOSITORY TEXT, 1 (one)
Hannah T. Jarrett's story isn't really all that remarkable. Cheerleader in high school. Straight As. Seven years later, sitting in a chair, cradling herself and crying as an ambulance shows up to tell her what she already knows - the guy on the floor with his skull cracked open, his brain seeping out slowly, yeah, he's dead. She didn't quite mean for it to get that far, she told herself. She did want to break him, hurt him, maybe kick his teeth in or pour drain cleaner down his throat - he was drunk, he couldn't put up any real resistance, and she lost control, got confused. It happens, you know. It all wound up really murky, and they couldn't tell if she was crazy or not - she said she wasn't, her lawyer said she was, and the, how did they put it, psychiatric professional seemed to agree. Three to six years in prison averted, infinite years at the funny farm on no less than twenty different medications commence. It was on the third, she believes, that she starts to think she might be crazy, and she agrees.
She is Hannah T. Jarrett, never Cunningham. She could have been. She tells her the words she needs to say, walks into her body and gives her eyes the right light, her voice the right quality at exactly the right time. She calls the woman in charge on the right morning and tells her the words she needs to hear. She gives Hannah T. Cunningham the signal that she's clear. She takes a while to get off the medication. At first she needs a little direction, but her better self knows all about that - where to go, where to get a job, who to speak to... she doesn't quite know how to wake up yet, but it will come with experience, advancement, planning.