Morrow O'Bannon

[Morrow]

Name: Morrow O'Bannon

Species: Human/Normal

Gender: Female

Appearance:
Morrow is a pale, far too thin girl, with a mass of dark red hair hanging down to her upper back. With large, brown eyes and a set of pink lips she is rather pretty, however dark circles under her lids and light red splotches dot her neck taint this, making her look sickly and tired. Because of Morrows medical condition she bruises far too easily, or for no reason, leaving her deathly pale skin lined with purple and yellow bruises alike. Often times she will be found wearing the remains of a pair of black ripped up jeans an a long sleeved, fairly clean, white top hanging down to her mid-thigh. Around this long shirt is a belt, resting just above her hips. It is a dark red colour, matching her hair and the resting place for a Glock pistol used only for protection. On her feet lie a beat up pair of black runners with the sole coming apart. She refuses to trash them.

Personality:
Due to her weakness Morrow cannot come to harm another living thing, being far too fragile and unable to escape from any trouble that may occur. However vulnerable she may be, she makes up for it with loyalty and dedication; never breaking a promise or betraying someone. Her feeling for the Oculi waver depending on the person, however she does see them as equal and wants nothing to do with the large dispute between her own and them. If you are able to break through her shyness barrier, she is rather sweet, never wanting to speak ill of another person unless she truly believes they deserve it. No matter who you are or where you come from, you’ll be stood up for by this young girl; unless you break a promise.

History:
Morrow grew up on the edge of the city, and before the war was simply a normal child. As the tension between sides grew, Morrow was diagnosed with Leukemia, a disease affecting the multiplication of the white blood cells. During this time her father was set off to work for military while her and her mother took care of themselves, frequently visiting the hospital they now lived so close by. As time passed, her mother took more jobs, producing an income to help pay for their everyday living while Morrow would sell old knick knacks in the market place, because of this she has money to spare for food (and she's not a bad cook herself0 . When the increase of population in the city instantly grew, Morrow never questioned the beautiful-looking people, until the day when the light test came about. The glowing eyes filled the area and the Oculi were exposed to the rest of the world. With the new threat to her race, she spent less and less time outdoors, afraid more of her own kind, than the strength of the perfects. She was somewhat envious of their health, how perfect and unmarked their skin was but never once saw them as anything but human. Now Morrow continues to live, trying to keep peace between the two sides as best she can.