Serah Jade

Serah... Serah... not much I can say right now. She's my baby, such a sweety with a sword. I guess all I can offer you is her P-sheet and a couple of pics I drew (snort.. I can't draw so well... so... close your eyes if you look.. heehee)

P-sheet of Serah Jade

-Name: Serah Jade
-Age: 20
-Race: human
-Birthday: February 22
-Sex: Female
-Height: 5'7"
-Weight: 130
-Hair (color and style): Long black, down to around her knees, with two long tendrils framing her face
-Eyes: Black
-Complexion: very pale
-Voice: soft, deep
-Build: thin and tall, graceful
-Facial Features: she's very pale, small nose, very dark eyes that have a very slight Mako glow
-Identifying Marks: none
-Dress/Clothing/Jewelry: dark cloak that she wears, no jewelry (gets in her way)
-General Appearance: dark air about her, but not dangerous. It seems like death follows her.
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-Personality: Serah is a dark, quiet woman a few words. She has a clever mind, good business judgment, a sense of responsibility that seems to surface at the worst times. Serah is serious-minded and not inclined to make light of things, even in little ways. She has a tendency to be a little too independent in thinking and it is difficult for her to accept the help from others when she needs it. Due to her strong sense of responsibility, she experiences worry and mental turmoil through assuming more responsibility than she should. Although she might look cool, aloof and uncaring, she does notice and care when things happen, if they effect her.
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-Occupation: a jack of all trades
-Secondary Skills:
-Extra abilities: skilled at fighting with swords and working with materia
-Hobbies: reading
-Affiliation/Organization: none
-Reputation with various groups: none
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-Background:Serah doesn't remember much of her past beyond being abducted by Hojo in Nibelheim. She doesn't remember what her parents' names were or where she grew up, but she's sure she'd remember if she saw them.

When Hojo captured her, he took her to Midgar and performed experiments on her to further his Jenova and Mako awareness. The experiments were much like the ones he did on Sephiroth, but toned down as he wasn't sure if she could handle it. Hojo trained her extensively with various weapons and materia to see how much the Jenova was affecting her. Serah willingly worked with Hojo, while at the same time, hindering every step he made. She was never sure of why he took her, or how she got there, or even why she should fight against him, but she still refused to do the simplest things for him, causing her to become more of a hindrance.

Serah doesn't know, but when Hojo was alone, he would whisper to himself about Serah being his perfect daughter, even though not in blood. Maybe he was planning on freeing her one-day and allowing her to live with him. She'll never know because one day he ordered a Turk to immediately come into the lab and slaughter Serah (Hojo didn't want to get his hands dirty). The Turk came in and took Serah out to the streets of Midgar screaming, "What did I do wrong? How am I a failure?"

After leading her down the elevator in Shinra building, they immerged into Midgar. The Turk drew his gun and shoved her toward the wall. The woman turned around and watched him in horror before saying, "Is this really how it has to be? How did I fail?"

He dropped his arm to his side. "Hojo has his ways." He blinked, remembering exactly what Hojo's ways were, sloppy, absurd, and meaningless.

She saw him conflicting in his mind. It was in his eyes, they held all of his torment, yet told nothing of his pains. So she guessed. "Hojo . . . you don't like him, do you?"

"No, I hate him," The Turk hissed, venom behind every word.

She looked down, her hair just long enough to fall in a glimmering ebony curtain around her face. "I see why. He isn't a good person. It was repulsive to work with him. I know that I was nothing more than a trial run of Jenova-" she stopped suddenly, realizing that she had said too much.

The Turk was intrigued by her story and he wanted to hear more of it, but his was ordered to do this quickly and cleanly. "Look-"

"Serah."

"Serah, I'm sorry, but I have to do my job. If you would-"

Serah looked up at him, the pain in her eyes was written across her face. "No, I can't just give in like that. Don't you understand? I had - have - a purpose. It's inside me; I can feel it. Hojo had a reason for me, don't you understand?" She turned away running down the stairs.

He took on step toward the flight of stairs and aimed at her moving body. The bullet hit her shoulder, and she stumbled to the ground.

"Damn," he said under his breath. "Please, don't run, it would be easier if you-"

Serah stood again, her knees shaking slightly before she took off again.

The Turk followed her at his leisure, annoyed, but impressed with her strength. He found her, collapsed against the corner of house only a block away.

"Serah, let me do my job,"

She looked at him, her eyes glaring into his. Clutching her shoulder, blood engulfed her hand. "You wouldn't. Don't you realize how stupid you sound?" She moaned; the pain in her shoulder getting stronger as the shock wore off. "You hate Hojo, so why follow his orders?" she spat with such passion, it hit him with full force.

Closing his eyes, he turned away, hearing her slip away from him into the night.

After she escaped from the Turk, she felt a strong urge to leave Midgar. Making her way down an alley, she passed out from blood loss, unaware of the fact that Midgar was restricted, and leaving would be harder than she thought.

To this day, Serah's not sure exactly what Hojo did to her. She knows that she carries Jenova cells inside her, and that she was showered with Mako, but she knows nothing of the experiments Hojo performed.
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-Mother: doesn't remember
-Father: doesn't remember
-Siblings: none
-Mate: none
-Children: none
-Pets: none
-Birthplace: Mideel
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-Weapons: A sword (long, thin, doesn't weight much at all)
-Armor: Mythril Armlet
-Materia: Restore (level 1)
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-Other notes:

Pictures? What? Oh, that's right, I DID promise pics... okay, here go!
Serah.
She looks 20 here, I suppose. I like this, except that I can't draw clothes and hands, so she got a body suit with her cape in the way of her hands. Heehee.
Serah again.
This is actually a buncha pics of her together... I was so bored, but the little dot eyes didn't look too good anymore, so I drew her anime eyes (ACK! NOOO! She looks a lot younger!). And with the pic of her and the sword, I guess I got bored of shading her hair. Hah hah... shame on me.
And one of the pics looks suspiciously like Sephiroth. Hrm... well, Sephy is a girly looking guy, but that's no excuse. And none of the pics look like the exact same person. Sigh!
ANNNNND! I just can't decide how long I want that (your) left tendril to be! It gets longer every time! Oh well.. not like you would have REALLY noticed unless I mentioned it... D'OH!

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