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Jinx Fairbourne

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Basics
Character Name: Jinx (Janette) Fairbourne
Nickname: Jinx, she never goes by Janette
Meaning of Name: change direction suddenly and nimbly, as when dodging a pursuer. OR charm or spell
Reason for Nickname: She hates her given name and prefers Jinx. its what her mother called her and what shes gone by.
Race: Human/Ferret Familiar

Physical Appearance

Age: 86
How old does s/he appear: 21
Eye Color: Golden brown/ Dark Amber
Glasses or Contacts: None
Hair Color: Auburn or sable hair
Style of Hair: Soft and smooth, often held in a loose ponytail with some face-framing pieces, always lush.
Clothing: Active casual, leggings or active shorts with baggy sweat tops or tighter activewear tops. Wears baggier jeans occasionally.
Weight: 120
Height: 5’4
Type of body/build: She is Small and wiry, built for speed and agility rather than strength—she moves with a natural, animalistic grace.
Skin Tone: Fair
Shape of Face: Soft oval face shape
Distinguishing Marks: (ex: moles, scars, freckles, etc) Pretty sable mask as a ferret
Predominant Feature: (think the first thing someone notices about the character) Her golden eyes shimmer with a playful sparkle, always dancing with curiosity and mischief. As a ferret, she is a streak of deep red, her sleek fur gleaming like polished mahogany as she darts by in a blur of energy and grace.
Health issues: None

Favorites

Favorite Color: Stormy teal
Least Favorite Color: harsh neon yellow
Favorite Music: Nightcore
Least Favorite Music: Instrumental
Food: Chicken wings
Literature: Doesn't like to read
Facial Expression: (the expression they make all the time without thinking) A mischievous but graceful smirk curls at the corner of her lips—subtle, controlled, and full of quiet confidence. It’s the kind of smile that suggests she knows more than she lets on, playful but never overdone, like a secret she’s almost willing to share. There’s elegance in it, a softness that tempers the mischief, making it all the more intriguing.
Mode of Transportation: In pockets or in backpacks as a ferret, cars as a human
Daredevil or Cautious: Daredevil
Habits of Character: She tends to fiddle with small objects, often keeping them in her nest of soft blankets and pillows.
Alcohol Drinks: None
Drugs: None
How does s/he spend a rainy day: Curled up in her nest or cuddled with her best friend.

Family

Mother: Unknown
Relationship with her: All she remembers is her mother being kind but unable to care for her. She remembers snuggling in a nest of blankets and just staying that way for weeks with her mom.
Father: Unknown
Relationship with him: He doesn't even know she's alive.
Siblings: Probably some half-siblings, nothing she found out as she ran away at 15.
Extended Family: None that would take her in when her mom lost custody.

Background

Hometown: A small town nobody remembers. She’s glad to be out of it and doesn't regret not going back.
First Memory: Watching as she drove away, looking out the back window to watch her mother disappear into the dust.
Most important childhood event that still affects her: Her first shift wasn’t magic—it was survival. The older boys had cornered her again, their laughter sharp and cruel. She fled to the bathroom, heart pounding, but the door wouldn’t hold. Desperate, she wished to be small, to disappear. And then she was. Curled up in a tangle of clothes in the laundry basket, unseen, unheard. Just a tiny, trembling thing hiding from a world too big and unkind.
Education: Normal school, but she never paid much attention; she dropped out when she was 15.
Religion: She’s never been to church; she believes and will pray to God occasionally.
Why? : Never been told or taught, and never had the opportunity.
Finances: Broke, never had much of anything.

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Herself

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Attitude

Most at ease when: Curled up in a snug, enclosed space—wrapped in blankets or nestled in bags—she feels safest when surrounded by warmth and gentle cuddles.
Ill at ease when: Out in the open with prying eyes, too many people watching or laughing or talking.
Priorities: To keep her Warlock safe, her best friend, her partner.
Philosophy: At the end of the day, life is a game. And I play to win.
How s/he feels about self: Confident now; she's had a lot of years to come into herself and know where she stands.
If granted one wish what would it be: To go back and see her mom, fix her, and tell her it would all be ok.

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