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The sexy dancer who is actualy a very sweet girl that drives a dark haired hunter insane
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Sibeal Montgomery - Thought Reader
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Sibeal Rayne Montgomery

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She's a ten, hellbent, I'm in heaven tonight
Six speed sex scene playin' out in my mind
One look, I'm hooked, motor runnin'
Rev'd up, my heart startin' pumpin'
Are you ready for the best damn ride of your life?

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[Basics:]

Name: Sibeal Rayne Montgomery
Nicknames:Sib, Sunshine
Age: 24
Date of Birth:Sept 22 1985
Occupation: exotic dancer/part time hunter/unique
Hometown: New Orleans
Current Residence: New Orleans

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[Description:]

Height: 5'6"
Body Type:hourglass. tall and well fit slender
Eyes:Blue
Hair:Blonde
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Species/Type: Human/Unique
Side: Good

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[Powers:]

hears peoples thoughts
can move objects at times

[Likes:]

chocolate! SHE LOVES CHOCOLATE
reading, dancing, and singing
animals in general but cats and horses are her favorite

[Dislikes:]

Spiders
arrogant men
two faced people

[Personality:] Depending on where and how you know her, Sibeal can appear to be two seperate people. Making a living as an exotic dancer, she is flirtatious and charming at work. Outgoing and energetic, she personifies the ultimate party girl while hiding her personal life.

In her every day life, Sibeal in laid back and doesn't get attached easily. Because of her gift, she doesn't trust people and maintains a barrier between her and the rest of the world. While very caring and willing to help out almost anyone, she tempers that with personal experience of the world and her inner insecurities. She is a complicated blend of sweetness that is in odds with her tough girl persona.

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[Family:]

Mother:Breanna LeRou
Father: Charles Montgomery
Grandparents: Ceclia LeRou
Siblings: Gideon Montgomery
Other: none Known

[Brief History:]

Sibeal grew up in New Orleans surrounded by the supernatural lore. Her mother and father were killed in a car accident when she was only 3 and she and her older brother were both raised by their encentric old great grandmother. Already in her late 60's, Celia LeRou was ill prepared to deal with the needs of two young children and they were basically allowed to grow up wild on the small family estate. As the years past, both children grew and found their own ways to deal with the muttered whispers about their ancestrial home being haunted and steady decline of their last living relative. Celia insisted on teaching the children the art of tarot card reading and spent hours hovering over tea cups in hopes of reading the future of her great grandchildren.

With this disfunctional background, the two children were teased unmercifully at school and Sibeal grew more reckless and daring with each year. Her old brother, Gideon, was a star student but always knew his sister was different. When she started to realize her ability to "hear" people in her mind, she was convinced she was going crazy and begged her brother not to tell anyone. She started spending more hours alone and it was on one of these afternoons that she ran into serious trouble.

Taking to spending hours in the wooded bayous near the estate, Sibeal was hiking along a path when she ran into a group of strange men. Hiding in the bushes, she tried to stay out of their notice but failed. What happened after that was an event that haunts her nightmares. Saved only by the arrival of her brother, the young woman was badly injured and carries the scars to this day. As they escaped, Gideon was shot in the back and barely managed to get them home before passing out from the wound and never waking up.

Blaming herself for her brothers death, Sibeal leaves the estate as soon as she can manage and escapes into the city. There she has stayed to this day even though her great grandmother passed away and left her the estate and a tidy sum of money. Feeling unworthy of the inheritance, she supports herself by dancing and odd jobs that include dealing with the supernatural sorts. Living in one of the oldest sectors of the city, she strives to blend in and draw no notice but its hard to do in a culture that thrives on the supernatural.

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[Role Play Sample:]

A shutter outside slammed against the faded wood of the fun house. Inside, a lone figure made her way cautiously up a spiraling set of uneven stairs.

CREAK.

CREAK, CREAK.

Every step she took sounded like a gunshot in the quiet building. How she hated these old ruins of run down has beens. It never got any easier and she'd always dreaded anything to do with amusement parks. This one was especially nerve chilling. It had the whole "Creep me out" feel going and it was all Jess could do not to turn tail and run.

Why on earth had her father left her THIS case to chase down? Couldn't he have taken care of this one himself? She HATED it when he did this to her. He always seemed to toss cases at her that were designed to make her think twice about hunting. He'd never made any bones about wanting her to quit and settle down like a nice, NORMAL young woman. Only, she wasn't exactly NORMAL and never had been. Never WOULD be. Having been born into this lifestyle and grown up chasing down one thing or another, a regular life really wasn't in her future. Hell, she'd be lucky if she could even find a guy who didn't think she was insane after all the stuff she'd seen and done. It was really quiet depressing actually.

Just then, the sound of a door banging shut jerked the young brunette back to her current circumstances. Clutching her pistol securely, she edged down the hall and peeked around the corner. Nothing.

Swearing silently to herself, she leaned against the wall and took a deep breath. She wasn't exactly sure what was inhabiting the old house of fun but it wasn't friendly. Several teenagers in the area had gone missing only to be found mutilated almost beyond recognition inside the building. Several other older, rotten corpses had been found as well and all of them had died gruesome deaths. The old park itself had been shut down for years and the place had become the stuff of legends. An air of creepiness seemed to hang in the thick atmosphere so thick you could almost cut it with a knife.

Cringing at that thought, the young huntress contemplated her next move. Why on earth had she thought to investigate this alone? One of these times, it was going to get her killed.

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