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The Student
Sarah Valor
Rainy Day
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". . . I don't know, honestly."
Freeform
Player: @PlacidIgnited
Affiliations
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Super Group
Black Sun Rising
Rank
Member
· Other Affiliations ·
Identity
Real Name
Sarah Valor
Aliases
N/A
Birthdate
23rd October, 1996
Birthplace
Cincinnati, Ohio
Citizenship
United States Citizenship
Residence
Millennium City, Michigan
Headquarters
Unknown
Occupation
Member of Black Sun Rising's Response Team
Legal Status
Unknown
Marital Status
Single; Uninterested
· Known Relatives ·
Katherine Jackson (Sister, Age 25; Unknown whereabouts)
Physical Traits
Species
Human
Sub-Type
N/A
Manufacturer
N/A
Model
N/A
Ethnicity
African-Caucasian mixed
Gender
Female
Apparent Age
19 Years
Height
5'8"
Weight
189 lbs
Body Type
Average body frame of an athletic teenager
Hair
Naturally Brunette, usually wears Navy Blue hair dye
Eyes
Juniper-coloured pupils
Skin
Lightly-tanned
· Distinguishing Features ·
Nothing too out of the ordinary
Powers & Abilities
· Known Powers ·
No known powers
· Equipment ·
A pair of Power Gauntlets she keeps on hand, 'Visercal' is etched on the knuckles.
· Other Abilities ·
College-level reading
Affinity to the mystic arts
Martial Arts prowess; Krav Maga and Japanese JuJitsu



So. . .

You might be wondering as to why I'm narrating my own life, over a recording device of all things, or why I am doing this anyway.

"Who would want to listen to some girl ramble about her life?", you mask ask yourself. Or, better yet, "Why should I listen to what she has to say?"
I'm not forcing you to hear my ramblings, as a matter of fact I have a reason as to why I'm even doing this and it isn't to impress anyone. Its not even for myself, actually.

Its because I'm afraid.
I'm afraid of the world around me, of all the people I have seen, those who wish to do harm upon others.
And I am afraid of both my past, and what my future holds. And, I am afraid of what will become of me, as well. . .

. . . But, I'm steadily getting better. Because there are people out there willing to protect me.

And I am thankful of them.