Katherine Elizabeth Jones
Hermes

Name:
Katherine *Kat* Elizabeth Jones
Age:
15
Gender:
Female
Eyes:
Kat's eyes are deep dark and brown. They have a slight gleam in them like most Hermes' kids'.
Hair:
Kat's hair is very long and is normally left down. It is a dark brown but get's a little lighter in the summer.
Height:
Kat is 5'7
Body Type:
Average weight and is tall.
Skin Color:
Fair
God Parent:
Hermes
Mortal Parent:
Martha Jones
Country of Origin:
America
Pets:
Asia, a large German Shepherd
Talents:
Kat is very sneaky and witty. She is very rebellous so she doesn't do what people tell her to do. This leads to her dealing with theft and most pranks.
Weapon:
Flaws:
Her confidence. She believes she can do anything.
Pets:Kat has one female German Sheparad named Asia. She is trained to attack on cammand and she follows Kat every where. Kat found her in the woods around camp. She must have wandered from the city or from a near by town. Kat insisted she stayed with them.
Powers:
Kat is amazingly quick. She can run at speeds most cannot, but she can't always control it. She never knows for sure if it will work when she wants it to. Gradually she comes more able to control this ability but it is still very difficult.
Life Before CHB*:Kat was always a rebellious child. She hated to listen to anyone who told her what to do. Her mother was the only exception to that. She loved her. The two of them lived in an old apartment building that was very close to being shut down. It is down the street from a popular dinar that the two of them ate at every Saturday and Sunday mornings. On week days they had dinner there. They spent most of their time there because Martha worked there. Their life wasn’t perfect, but in Kat’s eyes, it was all she could ever ask for.
When she was eleven and she and her mother were living in New York City, things went wrong. One day when her and her mother were walking home from Kat's school because they didn’t feel like taking the bus. Kat was able to convince her mother to walk down the back streets because they were a short cut home. They encountered a Cyclopes and Martha told her daughter to run as far as she could. And she did. Kat expected her mom to be right behind her though because her mother was just as athletic and quick as she was. Ms. Jones was not with her daughter. Kat had out ran her in seconds. She ran multiple miles in a matter of seconds. Her mother was nowhere in sight. Kat ran back in the direction of the Cyclopes and her mother, she tried to run as fast as she did only seconds before, but she couldn't gain the speed. Hours later she found her mother dead. Kat was declared an orphan and was going to be sent to a orphanage, but she ran away. During her times with her mother and her weeks on the streets, she came to know a lot of people in the city. A couple of weeks later, she wandered into the area of Camp Half Blood and a Chiron found her. She collapsed when she saw him but has been at camp ever sense.
RP Example:
I was eleven, just eleven on that fatal day. The walk home from my school. My convincing, sly tone, it all led up to that sudden moment. I pulle my mom along as we crept through the nearly abandonned streets. I could still remember it like it was yesterday.
"You're just like your father," My mom said. At the time, I wouldn't have understood. Instead of acknowledging her comment about dad, I just went along on my way thinking this was fun, when it clearly wouldn't be in the end.
My mother stopped so short I almost stumbled and lost hold of her hand. She was just standing there looking straight in front of us where the tallest man I had ever seen was standing. What made my mom stop, I don't know. Maybe it was because he looked dark and scary, but my mom had been braver then that.
The man roared fiercly swipping at us. Only then had I noticed he only had one eye. "Kat run," My mom said. "As fast as you can. I'll be with you, I promise."
I hadn't hesitated. At first my mom was right next to me. We ran together with the monster comingat us quickly. It was gaining quicker then I had wished.
I was a good girl when it came to my mom, and that's where it stopped I might add, so I ran my hardest and suddenly, the world blurred around me and I was somewhere else. I whirled around finding I was almost an entire mile away from where the creep had started chasing us. Mom was no where to be seen. I stsrted running again, back towards where I cane from. All that went through my mind is that she broke her promise
Other:She is terrified of heights and is ironically always loosing her stuff. Most of the time it is her sword, but it can be other things too like her ipod, or money.