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Name:Deite Omologiez
Species: Human
Basic Characteristics: A rather jumpy little creature, is easily frightened and does not handle practical jokes that well. She believes she is kind enough and does not make an effort to make friends though she does not dislike the company of others. She is not too scholarly and has no desire to be, this does not mean she is unintelligent.
Appearance: A girl of medium stature, not tall or short. She has brown hair that is short enough to go uncombed and still look acceptable. With bright blue eye's that shine in contrast to the heavy dark circles under her eyes. Deite would have attractive full lips if she did not chew on them so much and cause them chafe.
Other: Deite can see the connections between all things in a series of different types of 'strings' although half the time she doesn't know what is what she has the basics down, she figures.


Deite Omologiez came tumbling onto the floor with a shout. Lifting herself upright the first thing she noticed was completely clean whiteness, other than strings, which caused another shout to come from her, "I'm Blind!".
When she turned her head and noticed she could see a young man right behind her sitting in a chair.
"Where am I?!" She demanded, Deite was terrified and her eyes were wide with fright and her hands were clenched into fist's and shaking. Despite her freight Deite looked at the young man intensely, when her eyes were not busy flicking from one corner to the next.

"No." Deite answered honestly to Randy's 'you know'. Getting herself up Deite took Randy's hand and studied it closely, really trying to get a good view of his lines. They swirled in front of her eye's making it hard to watch and they had the added benefit of bending the lines around them making it more confusing. Frustrated she dropped his hand and grunted.

Deite smiled, trying to be at least a tiniest bit polite since although she didn't trust the Randy man he was being nice enough to her, and replied to the questions as best as she could. "Deite. Sonoran Desert." When Randy conjured the chair, Deite almost screamed again, it was so strange! Already because of the man the strings around were bending weirdly and then they snapped when the chair formed and reformed again with new strings. The whole thing took no more than a second. The whole thing strained Deite's eyes.
To the offered chair, "And no thank you." Deite didn't want to take the large fancy seat when Randy was sitting in a folding chair.
"You are very strange, you bend everything around when you. What are you?"

Deite tried to answer all his statements, "Yes, wizard does sound silly. It reminds me of men with long white beards velvet blue cloaks and long pointy hats, it is very silly. Do you own such things?" Deite said seriously, she was not so much disturbed by the idea of magic as she supposed she should be, but then again she saw such weird things herself.
"And I rather not be bothered with technical anything, it just goes in one ear and out the other. And yes I am sure about the chair."
Looking at Randy, "You are very rude. I told you where I came from, should you not do the same courtesy?"

"Oh good! We are both from the same country, so this box may be a contained incident. Didn't want to end up in some strange place." When Randy made the chair disappear again Deite squinted, "Well it is not supposed to bend!" Deite snapped, her eyes hurting. Instantly Deite regretted snapping, Randy hadn't meant anything bad. "Sorry, that hurts my eyes when you do that." She sighed, and sat down on the floor cross legged.
"Soo... You want me to explain the strings? Come down here and I will try to show you what I mean." Deite pointed to the floor beside her, she was best at explaining by hand and drawing pictures, since she hadn't any thing to draw with she would draw on the floor with her fingers and hope he got it.