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Post by Lorilee McKinley on Mar 10, 2014 3:08:19 GMT -5
Full Name: Lorilee Sara McKinley Nickname/Alias: Lorilee goes by many fake names and it is rare for her to give her real name. Only family know her real name as of now. Age/Date Of Birth: Thirty Eight | November 15th 1975 Race: Human Occupation: Assassin | Spy | Thief | Con-artist Species Group: 1st Generation Deva Play-By: Angelina Jolie
Lorilee's mind is much more advanced than other's which gives her a few given abilities.
She can create strategies and plans several steps ahead of the opponent seeming like she can see into the future. Lorilee is able to elaborate complex plans and strategies and apply them in not just in battle but any other activity that involves cunning intellect.E.g Strategic games. She is also very analytical and can understand or anticipate the enemies moves.
She is able to slow down what she perceives. Example being if someone was to throw a ball at her she could slow it down with her mind and be able to hit it, this makes her to appear to other people that she moves incredibly fast.
She can intuitively read others' body language, allowing her to anticipate their actions and respond accordingly, often allowing Lorilee to predict opponent's attacks.
She is able to release her mind's restraints and use her body to it's full potential. This means she can become much stronger and accomplish much greater feats than other humans.
Special items that are bought from the store will go here.
Dislikes (At Least 3): ✗ Cheapskates ✗ Fake Jewelry or Fur ✗ Ruining Her Nice Clothes ✗ People Who Apologize Too Much ✗ People Who Nonstop Run Their Mouth
Fears (At Least 2): ☬ Her Family Dying ☬ Being Buried Alive
Goals (At Least 1): ★ To just do jobs and gain a lot of money.
Lorilee is your typical tough chick, she does not take anyone shit and is able to hold her own. Though she hates having to ruins her nice belongings she will not think twice about doing it if the means are necessary. Lorilee shuts off her emotions the best she can, not letting herself feel remorse or anything else for people when on the job. Lorilee works as a spy, assassin, thief, or whatever else as long as the pay is good. She doesn't like killing people but she will if the pay is high enough.
She lives fancy in a nice home in Beverly Hills, California. She has a cabin in Michigan, an apartment in Miami, Florida, and a storage department in Austin, Texas. She stays in California most of the time but goes to her other places when she is in the area or has to get away or hide out for a bit.
Lorilee goes by many names, Mary, Sarah, Pauline, Denise, Marcy, Brittany, really the names are endless. She doesn't tell people her real name because she tries to protect her real identity the best she can, to protect not only herself but her family. When on the job she never misses a target, never gets caught, and never fails to steal something. She never backs down from a job once taken, making sure to see it through. Lorilee does steal without being paid in order to get what she wants from some celebrities.
The middle aged woman is able to fight in all sorts of combat styles from Karate, Krav Maga, Jeet Kune Do, to Aikido. Lorilee is also able to use all sorts of guns and has very good aim.
Positives (At Least 3): ✧ Daring ✧ Leisurely ✧ Efficient
Negatives (At Least 3): ✦ Brutal ✦ Thievish ✦ Criminal
Lorilee was the second and last born to Sam and Kate McKinley. Her older brother, Nate was only three years old. The little boy liked to wrestle and when little Lorilee was around three and four, Nate began to wrestle and pick on his little sister. They day came however when she grew up and by the age of six she was already able to beat the crap out of her nine year old brother. Lorilee's father taught her how to be tough and strong and to never take anyone's crap. She was daddies little girl, and a bit of a tom boy. However, unlike most tom boys she liked girly stuff like nice dresses, jewelry, and make up. She would sneak into her parent's room often and play dress up by herself.
At the age of eight Lorilee lost her father and it felt like her whole world crumbled away. Her father was a miner and sadly enough there was a mining accident, the whole mine collapsed on about thirty workers, only two made it out alive. She was so young, she couldn't understand why her father would leave her, her mother, and her brother.
When Lorilee got into high school she was very quiet and kept to herself. She had one close friend however, Sara Coleman. The two talked a lot and shared the love over their favorite band, Bon Jovi. Even with her best friend Lorilee had problems with opening up and found herself missing her father constantly and being reminded even more when there was father daughter dances and what not.
When Nate started dating her best friend Lorilee didn't really approve because she didn't need her butt face brother stealing her best friend away but eventually she got over it. At the age of sixteen Sara revealed that she was a hunter to both Lorilee and Nate. Being young the two thought that it was awesome and dived into the supernatural world, finding out all they could from the girl. Unlike Nate, Lorilee had no desire into becoming a hunter like Sara. Instead she decided she could do other things, such as selling supernatural items to the right people and get a lot of money doing so.
Because Sara was a year older than Lorilee she was the last one is school still. When she graduated she immediately decided she would go hunt down supernatural items to sell to people in the black market, who would pay incredibly well. When she was nineteen the three of them decided to volunteer to take a drug trial which they would be paid for, because at the time Lorilee was taking money anywhere she could get it. Soon after they took the drug they began to show incredible talents, Lorilee being able to do things other people couldn't.
Lorilee saw this as a great opportunity and decided she would use her abilities to help her in her work and at the age of twenty two she left town to follow her dreams, a few months after Nate had his and Sara's son. Lorilee stayed on the road for a while and over time she started to take jobs from people that weren't exactly legal. n all honesty it didn't take that long for the woman to become a criminal, stealing and assassinating people if the price was right.
Over her coarse of work Lorilee got a few people she seemed worthy into the job, showing them the ropes of selling and stealing and what she knew. However she never told the people about assassination.
Lorilee's mother developed alzheimers and was put into a home which Lorilee often pays to keep care of her mother. The elderly woman lives in the past, thinking that her dead husband is still alive and that she lives in a small house with him.
When she found out Sara had died she hurried back home to where the family were holding the funeral. It was rare for her to show up, as she only showed up once in a blue moon and usually out of the blue. She took the death of her friend hard but she also felt the pain for Eli and Nate who had lost a mother and wife. During her stay with the family she felt like she grew close to Eli, but knew she could not stick around because her job put their lives in danger even more than they put their own lives in.
Recently Lorilee has been partnered up with Makenna, a woman she met through a job. Makenna had a very rare supernatural item which Lorilee needed for a job so she made a deal to help Lorilee with keeping an eye on her daughter, Aria Mathis and to help her in taking down Deva Hills Asylum. It has been 4 years since she has seen her family and has no idea that her nephew is on his own, looking for his father who has been taken by demons.
Dean watched as the young blonde suddenly stood up and held out her hand. She was leaving? Dean couldn't help but feel a bit of disappointment. Little did he know the blonde thought Dean was trying to get rid of her even though that was not his intentions. He also stood and took her hand shaking it lightly but firmly, the electrical shock he felt earlier not as strong as the first time. When she leaned over and kissed his cheek it took him a little off guard. Her warm yet moist lips sent a feeling much stronger then the electrical shocks he felt earlier every time they made slight contact. What was it about this girl?.... It was something very different, he felt an almost... pull to her like she was a magnet and he was just a fine piece of metal. Again, his mind blamed it on the fact that he was in Purgatory for a year and this was really the first time he had been with a girl alone in quite sometime.
Dean took her phone and put the number in, all the while realizing that she would probably never call. He knew better then anyone that you don't give the person your number you get theirs. He handed her the phone and their fingers brushed against each other. She put the phone back in her bag.
"Thank you again,"
As she looked at him, their eyes met once again, gazing into one another's for a split moment before a small sigh escaped her lips. Before Dean could ask what was wrong a knock and a small voice came from outside the door.
Dean immediately furrowed his eyebrows. What the hell was housekeeping coming around at this time? It wasn't right, and Dean knew it. He had been living in motels forever, it wasn't time for this. Not only that, but Dean had specifically asked to keep housekeeping away until after he was done with the room, just something he started doing just in case he planned on staying a while. Dean went to grab Bethany's arm as she turned to open the door but wasn't quick enough.
"Wait, don't- - "
Beth opened the door and there stood a rather small middle aged woman with with black hair pulled into a pony-tail and a light blue cleaning uniform. Dean's eyebrows stayed furrowed as he looked at the woman but her words sent a shier down his spine and blood pumping his heart even faster.
The woman's eyes turned coal black and her cold, devilish half-smile sent another shiver down Dean's spine when suddenly Beth was sent flying into the wall. The demon sped in, the door slamming behind her. It was if she didn't notice Dean, that she didn't even care that he was standing there as her glare stayed hooked on Bethany who was now being pinned to the wall with telekinesis. As she was being held there a coat hook stabbed through the poor girl's left shoulder.
Dean's index finger on his right hand twitched as he stood there for a second. Before long the Winchester was moving and pulling out a canteen of holy water from under his pillow. Thankfully back when he got the credit cards Dean also got the basics, salt, holy water, borax, the works. He quickly spun around a toss a bit at the demon, making her grab at her face and scream as she steamed. Thanks to the sudden pain, the demon's hold on Bethany was gone and she fell to the floor. Dean quickly sprinkled more on the demon and moved in front of the door.
The woman stood there, her hands covering her face as she was bent over and looking down. She slowly lifted her head and pulled her hands away. Her eyes going wide and the pitch black being even more visible.
The demon shrieked and as she went to quickly leave the body Dean kicked with full force and she was pushed back, falling on a rug set up at the foot of the bed. She looked up quickly at the ceiling seeing nothing and frowned, trying to leave again but when she couldn't her eyes shot to Dean. Dean walked over slowly and smirked, lifting up the corner of the rug revealing a devils trap. He spoke in a low and cocky tone.
"Got you, bitch."
The demon squinted her eyes and tilted her head as Dean got up and rushed over to Beth.
"You..... I heard you were gone, everyone did. How are you here?"
Dean ignored the demon and squatted to Bethany's side, his eyes full of concern. He looked at her and upon seeing her injury he quickly wrapped his arm around her and helped her up.
"Don't worry... You'll be okay... I'll fix you up."
Dean walked her over to the bed and sat her down, ways away from the demon. After looking at her wound again, he looked into her eyes.
"Hang in there..."
Dean turned around and walked up to the demon, standing right outside of the devil's trap.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He nodded back at Beth. "What do you want from her?"
"Not going to make me talk, Winchester." The demon shook her head and smirked.
"Yeah?" Dean raised his eyebrows as he splashed more water in her face causing her to hiss. "Sure about that?"
The demon decided not to respond and Dean's anger and disgust took over.
"Fine. " Dean looked down at her, his glare latched onto her and not going anywhere. "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica."
They'll love to know you are back!" The demon growled at Dean, causing him to pause a moment. "Yeah, well tell them I sent you." Dean paused again with a slight smirk and then he finished the exorcism. "Ergo, draco maledicte. Ecclesiam tuam securi tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos."
A cloud of black smoke came spewing violently from the woman's mouth and when down through the floor. Dean took a breath and quickly turned around to see Beth. He swallowed and walked quickly back over to Beth, sitting on the bed next to her.
"I..... should patch you up now."
The body of the woman laid there, not moving as she was gone. Dean reached over to the nightstand, bending over Beth slightly and pulling open the drawer revealing some medical equipment.
I (Lorilee) have read the site rules and understand them. The code word for the rules is: (Batman)
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Last Edit: Jul 26, 2019 20:42:43 GMT -5 by Hell Hound