The other side of the pane glass; Casalynn Laymont

[Casalynn Laymont]

your name| Nicola
your age | Grand old age of 17
contact information | Private Message, or MSN. [[e-mail]]
characters | Nope, this is my only one as of yet.

full name | Casalynn Nimiane Laymont
nicknames & titles | She has many nicknames. To the people who know her and know her name; Cass or Cassie. Sometimes Dollface as her petname in which she dislikes. But to all outsiders she's known as the Corporal [Used to work in the Army]. Her common Alias is Katie Anderson.
age | Looks 21 but is in fact 41. Due to the fact she was whirling round in a time loop for 20 years, she's now out of sync with her natural aging process which is now slower than normal.
sexuality | Heterosexual
species | Human [Future]
occupation | Currently free-lancer. Ex-Time-Agent, ex Corporal of the RAF 133 Squadron in the 1941 World War II. Also dabbled in a bit of work in Subway during undercover work, also worked on Satellite five as a reporter on Level 159 [Again undercover work].

family information |
Biological Mother: Aurora Rose de Braose - Deceased

Aurora was Casalynn's mum. She was an incredibly kind and caring mother, who devoted almost every minute of her life into caring for her children. Unfortunately, she was taken away from her mother at birth, so is unaware that she even existed. When Aurora fell pregant she was unable to look after her un-born daughter due to financial issues, so gave her away to a family of Time-Agents who were offering to pay a high price for a baby girl as they were unable to conceive themselves. They needed an heir to carry on their work at the Agency, so since being a very young child was brought up in that world. Casalynn is unaware that she is adopted.

Biological father: Roderick Rodriguez de Braose - Deceased

Casalynn never knew her father either as well as her biological mother. As she is unaware that she had other parents, she was brought up in the knowledge that she was born to them and never questioned that thought. It was only plain look that she did in fact look like her adopted mother and had many of the same traits and abilities as her adopted father so in that respected she was fairly certain that she wasn't adopted.

Adopted father: Blancheflor Laymont - Deceased

Blancheflor Laymont was a highly noble man who was brought up with very high values and a thirst for knowledge. He thought very highly of his family and was very pushy and ambitious for his daughter. From a young age he had been training her to wield weapons, protect whoever is in need and never show your emotions when working. It had been her fathers wish for her to become a Time-Agent, and the very best at that so had tried his best to push her in that direction. He was a proud man and very proud of his daugher although wasn't too quick to admit it. Him and his wife had been trying for a daughter or a son and had selected a family to give him an heir. He paid the family handsomely in return for Casalynn.

Adopted mother: Rivalen Laymont- Alive but whereabouts currently unknown

Casalynn's mother is quite a cold, selfish women not too keen on showing any affection she has for her daughter. She's more the evil step-mother type and got Casalynn to do all the dirty work she couldn't be bothered doing. She never connected emotionally to Casalynn as she never wanted a daughter in the first place, and saw no place in her family for Casalynn to belong. Because of this she tended to take her anger and frustration out on her, being responsible for the distance Casalynn puts between herself and his family.

Uncle- Brother to her adopted father, Viviseus Laymont - Alive but in hiding due to various crime offenses

Casalynn was very close to her Uncle and liked to go to him if she had any problems or to seek counsil from him as he was also a Time Agent and offered plentifuls of techniques and stratgies to deal with all sorts of occasions. In her mind she was a lot closer to her uncle than she was her father and strived to be as good as a Time-Agent as he was. It was her uncle that prompted her to move on and try to become a Time Agent giving her independance and confidence she never thought she'd achieve. Due to circumstances though, Her uncle is in hiding for several attempts of manslaughter, murder and various other serious offenses so she has n idea where he is at the moment.

residence | Currently, Casalynn doesn't live anywhere. She has a small ship in which she uses to travel from place to place and as she is a free-lance operative, the people she works for requires her to go to all sorts of places. Her vehicle is a place she would class as home, and thanks to the ability to travel to other galaxies, drive as a car would and float on water like a boat, installed with a time vortex manipulator she is not restricted to the places she can travel. Her futuristic, 51st century ship is familiar to her and reminds her off home as she was orginally from the 51st century. [Her ship: www.cygnus-x1.net/links/lcars/blueprints/uss-lynx-timeship-sheet-2.jpg Broken when she crashed landed on Earth]

She was orginally born in the Kariarki Peninsula, near to the Boeshane peninsula in the 51st Century. Although this is her place or origin, she hasn't been there for years. She likes to think she's left her old home and old life behind and now she tends to drift from place to place, being fairly nomadic as she tours the galaxy and continues on with her travels.

physical description | Casalynn's eye colour is a striking sky-blue, providing a window into her soul that her tough exterior won't allow. Normally when she's lying her eyes will most often give her away so more often than not she prefers not to hold people's gaze. Her eyes tend to portray her fear, anxiety or suspicions so when talking to someone unfamiliar she tends to drop her gaze to avoid giving herself away. She was once told that her eyes resembled the 'bluish-steel of a midwinter sky' and she also inherited her eye colour from her father as her Mother had brown eyes.

Casalynn has dark brown hair, and she is a natural Brunette. She can mainly be seen with it curly and down, rather than up or straight, but on some rare occasions she would do this. Such as special gatherings, weddings or something of the sort. She likes to take pride in her appearance, so she tries her best to maintain her looks. And in her eyes, the hair makes the person. Her hair is round about middle length, reaching just below her shoulders. She has never recoloured it in her life, and only rarely changes her hair style if she wants to change herself. Over the years she has lived, her hair has mainly stayed the same, yet has had the odd change.

Cass's hair is naturally straight, and even when wet it doesnt turn curly. Ever since she was younger, she had always wished that her hair would be curly for this is the way she prefers it. She prefers to wear her hair up though when she's doing a job or a mission as in this way it doesn’t irritate her or dangle in her face when she’s trying to do things. She likes to decorate her hair with headbands and various other jewel-encrusted accessories as she believes looking her best at all times is important.

Casalynn has never been one of the tallest, or smallest people in the world, she just nicely sit in the middle. But leans towards the smaller side. All through her years she has slightly lagged behind people in their height, yet she was always told good things come in small packages and plus, it always fooled people that she wasn't the sweet person that her appearance seemed to portray, she was quite the opposite. It always used to greatly frustrate her when she couldnt reach the bottle on the top shelf, but she knew she would grow up one day. She currently stands at about 5 foot 5/6 and doubts she would grow anymore.

Casalynn is not fat, but neither is she thin, same as her height she fits nicely in the middle. But leans to the more skinny side. She does take care for her weight, but sees no need to work out or attempt to loose weight. She's a very active person, and never sits around lazying about. Well not unless she's ill. To this day she weighs at around 120 lbs, and stays consitent of this weight.
played by | She's played by Sarah Bolger

personality | There are many sides to Casalynn, some of these which people never get to see. Because of her ex- job as a Time Agent it gave her a tough exterior to make her seem impenetrable and incredibly head-strong. She had never liked to make herself look weak so often hides her emotions and never lets life get her down. To the people who know her well, she can be seen as sensitive, honourable and also caring. Yet to most people she's seen as strong, slightly arrogant, bolshy and threatening although this isn't necessarily who she is.

• Strong
  

  Casalynn is a strong and able woman, using her strengths and abilities to seek out the opposition. One of the striking aspects to her character is his tough exterior which is something she wants to portray. She very rarely lets people in and tries her best to shadow any emotions masking them with arrogance and humour. Not only does she like to think of herself as mentally strong, able to deal with an situation in front of her she's also physically strong both with hand-to-hand combat and with the aid of weapon.

  
  
• Threatening
  

  Casalynn is a very reserved woman and very protective towards the people in which she knows well. She will do anything to protect them and wouldn't mind laying her life on the line to follow her duty and her own personal code of conduct. Casalynn will be threatening to anyone who poses a risk and will drive them out until the risk disappears.
  

  
  
• Sensitive, Kind and Caring
  

  Casalynn is quite sensitive, striving to help and care for anyone in need, but only to people of which she deems nice. She will shun and block out anyone whom she doesn't like or get on with so she is quite selfish in that respect but to people who seem nice enough and worthy of her help and aid then her kind and caring side will be lured out of its dark cave and she would surpress her normal personality until the deed is done.

  
  
• Honourable.
  

  She likes to be recognised for her talents and likes to take the credit for things she has done well. She also has a slightly arrogant side as well because she is confident within herself and believes that she can do anything she puts his mind to.
  

  
  
• Inquesitive and Curious.
  

  One thing she's well-known for, is always asking questions. It usually irritates the pants off of people when she starts asking hundreds of questions, but whenever she wants to know something, she won't hold back, and will always ask about it. She's one of those pople who won't stop until she's got her own way and will find something out, following the information to the end of the galaxy and back if she had do. She's incredibly good at revealing things and making people loosen up to let out information in which she needs to hear.

  
  
• Careful, Creative and Intelligent
  

  She’s a very creative person and puts her intelligence and wit into good use. One of the rules she always follows by is Think before you act. She’s not one to leap at things head first, she would think of the dangers and the downsides before she decided to do something. She hates failure, so tries her best to avoid it. She'd weigh up the situation to see if it could be won or not, and if she wanted to play a part in it.

  
  
• Private and Understanding.
  

  She’s one to act privately. And doesn’t let many things of her chest. She’s incredibly careful who she trusts, after being let down and betrayed so many times before. She’s a very understanding person and there’s not much she hasn’t been through, so can understand what some people are going through. She's has been threw her fair few of events and after having a troubled past she’s determined to carry on her life and live in the best way that she could.

  
  
• Ambitious
  

  Nimiane is an ambitious and feisty young woman who at the same time embodies many aspects of the typical girl next door archetype. She's a compelling person and is seen as having moral ambiguity. On no level does she believe following by the rules is the correct way to live and sometimes such a way of life has got her into trouble in the past yet this is just the way she is. She would step on the faces of many a superior if that would get her to the top as she's incredibly keen to be the best.

  
  
• Can be seen as Ruthless and heartless
  

  During her time as a Corporal and a Time Agent, she has killed hundreds, maybe even thousands. She tended to find herself as the go to gal when it came to assassinations and getting rid of people. She has an ability to be able to do it quietly and cleanly which was exactly what they wanted. She uses a combinations of her intelligence, seductive luring and sheer brute force when it came to murders but she's extremely productive in whatever job she's set to do.

  
  

greatest fear | She fears her past coming to catch up with her.
greatest desire | She wants to make something of herself. Finding her niche in the world as since the downfall of the Time Agency she had found herself lost and unable to think of anything to do with herself.
personal treasure | Work, for she likes to keep herself busy as being bored is something she feels she should never encounter. Revenge for the chance to occupy her mind with something she feels worthwhile and plus she can get quite a kick out of murder sometimes. And finally, her ship; it has travelled with her for years and she would be nowhere without it for she treasures it more than most possesions she owns.
biggest secret | The death of her father and the fact she had almost caused the downfall of the universe as she had 'accidentally' let out an incredibly dangerous alien which emitted a deadly toxin gas which killed anyone who came into contact with it. Luckily it was taken care off and brushed under the carpet with only a handful of people knowing she had been responsible for it.
best memory | Driving through the display of Orlenti Baramore with her father and uncle in which they did once every year when she was young.
worst memory | The day her father died, for she had been there to witness it all and had to live with the fact it was her fault.

history | The starts in life was not the easiest for Casalynn. She was passed from biological mother to new adoptive parents within days of being born. She grew up without the knowledge that she was adopted as her parents had made the decision to keep this fact from her choosing to raise her as their own and not tell her otherwise. Since being brought up with this lie, the idea of being adopted never even crossed her mind and to this day she is still a firm believer that her family is just that.

When Casalynn was growing up, she was brought up surrounded by violence, murder, humour, sophistication, high morals and drinking aiding and sealing her first murder when she was only 6 years old. Her father and Uncle were apart of the Time agency and quite high up, so they wanted nothing mroe than to pass down their job to her so she would learn the ways of the agency and turn into one of the best agents they could wish for. They started with teacing her basic combat along with how to fire and handle a weapon, she was also taught assassination techniques, how to pull of the perfect murder, how to stalk and track people without being detected, how to bluff your way through a situation.. The list ws endless and each one of these life lessons would come to aid her in her job.

When she turned six, being taken into the agency daily by her father and uncle she was taken along to a mission in which she was to play a vital role. They were trying to eradicate the threat from one high up, smug aristrocrat who held an impressive collection of alien weaponary and whilst her father and uncle were positioned to infultrate the house, she was left behind to be bait. The house had been surrounded by guards and she, still young, innocent and naive had to pretend she was lost looking for her mummy. As she was still small, she had thought this whole thing was a game and was only more than happy to play along with this exciting new challenge. After distracting the guards, she had to pull the plug on the fuse box to turn off all the alarm systems but she had been caught which put her in a very difficult position.

A gun held to her little head, she was force to use the various combat techniques her father had taught her and soon knocked the shady looking gun out of his hand and shot him before he could do any more damage. The only thing was, he didn't get up again. When she had practised with her daddy in the past, it had been fun and all make-believe. This wasn't. She urged, pleaded for the man to get up yet blood was still seeping from the wound on his head and he was gone, her first successful murder. At first she was horrified, that she could do such a thing but judging by the fact of how proud her family was of her, it only urged her to do more of the same thing. She wanted to carry out more murders and more missions so she could hear the golden words of 'I'm proud of you' coming from her fathers lips. Her 7th birthday she was employed full time by the agency, being the youngst even girl to ever join in on the ranks.

As she had joined so young, it was the only thing she had ever known. She quickly progressed up the ranks to more riskier missions instead of thefts and stealing job and got into the high-hazard murders and spying. She loved it. Years passed, surrounded by deaths, murder, drinking, sex, murder and more drinking and by now she had progressed to being 19 years old thinking herself to be one of the best agents in the business [yes, she was very smug]. She was sent all over the place, to all corners of the world even to different galaxies. She was sent on a 4 year long mission, yet by the time she had got back the Agency had fell and there was no sign of her past friends or even her family. She found herself lost now, what was she to do when all she had known from birth was how to work? It was a strange concept for her, and she drifted from place to place giving herself a new focus of trying to locate her family.

She had found her Uncle to have died, in an explosion on the west coast of the harrisodes [later proved to be false when she found him living under the radar after having fakes his own death], her mother was no where to be seen and to be frank, she didn't much care it was her father in which she wanted to find more than anyone in the world. It worked out that all surviving members of the Time agency had gone free lance, utlising all the equipment they ahd spent years to collect and using it for their own ends to do whatever they wanted. Some people latched themselves onto high-paying noblefolk who would pay them for their services every now and again to get rid of someone they happened to hate and had feuds with. This would be something she later took up upon finding her father, yet the short, momentary lapse of happiness was short lived.

Trudging and trekking along the glorious beaches of Belgrads, she found her father and after 2 years of searching for him. He was in a sorry state, drunk all hours of the day, unshaven and broke; it was almost pitiful. At first, he didn't believe that it was truly Casalynn who stood in front of him, the drugs in his body convinced him that he was hallucinating and it was only when he sobered up did he realize she was alive. She was incredibly thankful, lulled ito a false sense of security that know she had found him everything was going to be okay yet it wasn't. It couldn't be further from that.

Over the years Casalynn had worked in the Agency, she had drawn up quite a list of enemies who would have been more than happy to see her head attached to a spike and upon bumping into one of these so called enemies, she found herself in trouble. Not only in trouble but grossly outnumbered. She stood in an old-warehouse, surrounded by 8 or 9 huge, bulky men all armed to their back teeth with weapons that would blast her brains out in a second. Uh oh, not a good situation to get yourself in. She spent hours liasing with the people, yet all they wanted as her blood on their hands. She managed to signal her father for back-up and without knowing what he was about to get himself into, he blundered in there unaware that there was far too many men to even contend picking a fight with. He was captured within seconds of his arrival and strewn up on a torture table along with Casalynn.

She spent the best of 2 months in that torture unit, enduring days of agonizing pain and having to live in the knowledge her father was in this situation because of her. If she hadn't off called for his help, he would never have been there so in a sense it was all her fault and not a day went by without her hating and blaming herself. After using the old method of self-disolcating her shoulder in order to slip out of her bounds, she managed to escape, running over to the wall her father was dangling from, all bloody and limp. She was being careless, terrified and utterly horrified that he would be dead. He gasped though, wincing in pain as she tugged at his chains trying to get him out. Little did she know, one of the guards was stood behing her, gun posed at her head.

And then the trigger went off, she had heard it before it even went off, ducking and rolling to the side in a reflex action of self-preservation, looking up to see the bullet intended for her was now lodged in her fathers chest. What had she done? Why had she moved? She proceeded to kill the guard in which she did with ease, rushing to her fathers aid as the last of his life slowly sparked out never to be ignited again. He was dead, and it had been her fault. She had so many reasons to blame herself and running breathlessly out of the warehouse she ran anywhere, as long as it was away from the hellhole she had previously been forced.

From then, she packed up and 'commandered' one of time ships, renovating it and travelling, keeping herself busy and not wanting to look back at the things she had done. She spent years filling her time with murder, every last shred of conscience disappearing as she took out the frustration of her fathers death on anyone who happened to cross her path of annoy her. Still even now, she doesn't like to sit still and allow herself time to think, so it persuing a career as a freelancer, fulfilling any dirty job and hitman duties she's asked to carry out.

During one trip to the crusades of Atlantica She programmed in the wrong co-ordinates and blew the mainframe interior, as well as snubbing the life out of the time vortex manipulator; she was stook now wherever she landed. To her horror, she found out she was stuck in Cardiff, England on Earth. Oh great, what joy. Out of all the places in the galaxy, or even on earth she had landed in Cardiff. Little did she know she had actually fallen through the rift but still thinking she had crash-landed she was forced to blend in to her surroundings until she could find a fix for her alien machine. And until then she would be stuck in this little world, bored out of her brains and going mad with boredom filling her time doing the one thing she knew best. Killing.

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[Administration]

Congratulations! Casalynn Laymont has been accepted. Oh my gooooooooood this application. At first I was a bit worried that Casalynn was a bit unrealistic, but nope. She's just awesome. I know that John would like to laugh in her face if he ever hears her saying that she was the best time agent, just so you know. Clash of the smugness I guess you could say. But anyway, you can put up a plot tree and start roleplaying now!