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He has the two sections of personality below the traits.
█║▸ sᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ :: This chick right here is the leader of the northern rebels. She's pretty badass, but being leader isn't about how much of an OG you are.jenai anais beylon
█║▸ bɪᴏʟᴏɢʏ :: Born August eleventh in Angelos, she went on a pretty wild roadtrip before she got serious. Her parents died a while ago, some sort of break-in.
█║▸ rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ :: Well, she's not married, but she's not too concerned with relationships. There are two things she needs to focus on in her life--her cause and her son.
█║▸ wᴇᴀᴘᴏɴs :: It's usually a pair of AutoMags, or AMT AutoMag IIIs.♛║ Aside from being taller than most people, Jenai is also covered in tattoos. They're all from the past life she's had, the things she's left behind. The only reason they haven't been removed is because it was part of her that she learned from. They're reminders that she's different than she was before. That, and the dark streak of black on the left side of her head. That's from when she dyed it, which she redoes occasionally. Jenai's been growing her hair out, but she sees that there's some benefit to looking a little intense.
She walks with authority, which is exactly what she has. Her gait is staggered and swaggered, but not overly so. Just enough to show people who's in charge. Her voice is rough, lower than most women's. Husky, too, but not to the point that it sounds like she has given up smoking. The only distinguishing thing about her, however, isthat bootythe silver linings of her stretch marks from giving birth.
♞║ Jenai has always an intense person. She brings an intensity with her that would make anyone feel inspired, or intimidated if that's what she wants out of an interaction. She doesn't even have to speak to do so, either. Just a look could have you trembling, quaking in your boots. It's also infectious, spreading like a wild fire. She pushes the boundary of passion with her intensity, however. She can force things into motion that could send others running for the hills. When she sets out to do something, it happens. Though, this is a part of her that most people see. They don't, however, really notice how maternal she gets. Everyone under her becomes something like a child to her. In a sense, she's everyone's mother in her leadership. They likely don't notice because most days they're too busy trying to avoid looking at her. Authority does that to a person, and her maternal vibe is just as intense as when she's with the rebels.
There is a goal that Jenai must achieve. Sometimes she feels like she alone is working towards it, even with those under her following her orders. Sometimes she loses herself in her drive to bring down the government around her, loses focus of what really matters. Her intensity, in those moments, is what makes it that much worse when she pulls herself back together. She realizes that she's not a perfect leader, probably a much less perfect mother with what she's brought her child into. But, she tries to be the best she can be. With that in mind, she has a smooth handlng on seeming a lot more sophisticated than she actually is, more put together. She doesn't want to seem any less capable, so she invents a persona of sorts to use around others--or just people that aren't her son.[ lɪᴋᴇs :: cherry coke · drinking · leading · family▷ Jenai was born into a family of misfits, destined to be one of them from the beginning. She was stuck in a scene that didn't leave her with much of a chance to grow up, to mature. She didn't learn that she needed to get her act together until much later. In the mean time, however, she was stuck in a perpetual party. It was no joke in saying that her family was somewhat dangerous. They were respectively criminals and assholes. Messing with them was like signing your name on your own death certificate.
[ dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs :: the caste system · illea · the selection
[ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs :: leader · determined · good shot · former track star
[ wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs :: her son · tries to take everything on herself · overworked
They lived fast, and moved faster. Staying in one place wasn't in their style, or plans to stay free. They dragged their crimes behind them, flew them like banners on the front of a massive army. They weren't all bad, though. They loved each other with a passion so strong it was unhealthy. Maybe that was why her parents went down together, Bonnie and Clyde style. Jenai wasn't there to watch them fall in their blaze of glory, taking down five officers in the process. She was only thirteen when it happened, and her older brother took care of her from then on.
The duo moved around often, taking on the life that their parents had lived. Only difference was that they were smarter, more into planning then just gunning and running. They worked out a system that kept them out of the eye of the law for a while, kept them safe in one place longer. The only issue they had was that they were young and trying everything they could get their hands on.
For the pair, that included drugs and alcohol. They were lucky, able to quit, but not before it got too far. Kieran, her brother, got hooked too fast, too hard. He left a body behind when he finally got off the drugs, his sister tugging him back into sobriety. It nearly cost them their freedom, but that didn't hold them back for too long.
▷ Eighteen and she thought she was in love. Her brother had already picked a girl to drag around with them on this life, but Jenai was content with spending the night with anyone she deemed worthy of her. Or that Kieran didn't try to kill for flirting with her. But, one man, Oscar Lyle, had her feeling the flutters she first got when she had her first crush. He made her feel like one of those airhead girls who suddenly went stupid when they saw that one guy. He seemed to be just as in to her as she was into him, so they got to traveling together.
Fast forward a couple years, and they're rebels. Jenai isn't sure who was the one that suggested it, but it happened. They took on a whole new level of badass, in a sense. But, that wasn't the whole end of it. She knew she was pregnant, but didn't tell anyone. Because, of course, Oscar was the father. However, he'd grown distant, and she was sure he wouldn't want it. Hell, he'd said it all the time before they were rebels--no kids. But, the whole reason she was pregnant was because of one drunken mistake he made--a fucking big one, at that. He was still asking her about how she'd gotten the black eye before, which only made her want to tell him of the child growing inside her less.
So, what was she to do? She watched him die.
She shot him dead, single shot. Said he was taken down in action, then announced that she was pregnant to lighten the mood. Oscar;s death seemed to go over everyone's head. Because she'd told her brother about what he'd done; first person she'd gone to. He was also there when she killed Oscar, gave a few matching bullet holes for good measure. They buried the secret with their attachment to her, snapped like it had that one night. You could say he'd dug his own grave. He should've just shown his true colors from the very beginning and none of what happened would've happened.
Forvitni was born six months later, and that's when Jenai started putting in work and got to where she is now.[ ʀ ᴇ ʟ ᴀ ᴛ ɪ ᴏ ɴ s ʜ ɪ ᴘ s ××× ‟ quotemother :: agnes beylonfather :: jax beylonbaby daddy :: oscar lylecredits ::
