A Way Within

[Juniper]

Okay, so here's how this one will work. It doesn't have a plot. The point is to create a plot within the characters. We want to start a fantasy post without making a plot, so make sure the characters are interesting enough that they could start a plot within each other. We'll see where it goes from here...
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Name: Tuesday Teften
Weapon: A sorcerer's wand and a small dagger placed at her side.
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Family: The wind and the trees
Hair/eye color: She has black hair and a piercing, smoky greenish gold eye. She is said to be blind in the other one, her left. She hides it under a cotton eyepatch, which is, in turn, covered by her hair.
Height: 5'4
Personality: Tuesday hates being around her family, so she runs off to the river beside her house everyday, but grudgingly always returns. She is stubborn and doesn’t like company, and never opens up to anyone.
Looks: She has short hair that is above her shoulders. She has a normal thinner body type, a bit chubby in her legs, though. She only ever wears black jeans and light blue or white shirts.

[Gi]

Name: Green "The Demon" Gin
Weapon: Spirit Familiar (a gigantic manta ray [25 feet wide] named Roger, and a Demon Servant (generally takes the form of a sabertooth [with demonic qualities])
Gender: Male
Age: 35
Family: His two familiars
Hair/Eye color: He has light brown hair, and light brown eyes, fairly flat and monotone
Height: 5'11"
Personality: Green is really friendly, like, for seriously, he never shuts up while he is alive, and probably not while he is dead. He is rather light hearted, and likes to laugh.
Looks: He has olive colored skin, and tends to dress in grays and whites. His hair is kept at a good length, and generally messy. He has a boyish quality about him, despite being a grown man. He has a patch of hair on his chin. It's very manly.

[Juniper]

ooc// FFF! AW, SHIT, I'm sorry, I forgot to start my portion of the story...

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Summer was over, and school was to begin in sixteen minutes. Light dappled through the trees as a girl sped down the hallways, trying to find her first class. Just as she turned the corner, the first strange thing happened. Now, Tuesday isn't one to be superstitious, though she should be, because of her eye, but no, she wasn't. So, seeing this...strange predicament wouldn't change her perspective on life, no it would do quite the opposite. Seeing 'this' just made her brush it off, taking in even more of her surroundings, trying to find her dreaded first class, no matter how much pain it will cause her.
Well, Tuesday doesn't actually hate school, no, that would be a true and blatant lie, just as much as saying the winters are scolding hot where she lives, Northern Washington, by the way, somewhere near the Canadian border. No, Tuesday loves school. Learning new things is one of her favorite past-times, mainly while sitting beneath a long willow; one that touches the water gently, gracefully with its billowing branches that change the very aspects of your thinking. But, now, that is off topic.
It's the people she hates. No, she's not shy, nor is she outgoing, just the prospect of people in general injure her very being. They disgust her, she disgusts herself if you were to think about it. Shyness is the least of her worries. Tuesday is a strange girl, to say the least, and has no capability to interact with other humans. The only thing she has in common with them are the fact that, yes, they are human.
Well, being off topic, this story has veered off far more than it should, it should probably go back to the fact that Tuesday saw something strange in the supply closet near her locker--which is locker 216, combination: 5 to the right, 42 to the left, turn it all the way around one, and then go to 17. The supply closet was shimmering, yes, as cliche as it is, the closet was bathed in a bright, greenish light. Most of it flowed out of the thin sliver of a window that was dug into the door, while the rest fell through the cracks.
Then, just as she saw it, it was gone, and out walked a boy. To put it in short, he was gorgeous.