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handler: vicki
age: 22
occupation: hunter
affiliation: lost boys
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Wanna run away, run away with you
Gonna grab clothes, six in the morning go
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Feb 18 2018, 08:58 AM
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<div class="hero1">I found peace in your violence,
Can't tell me there's no point in trying</div>
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When Bree had received the text from Wesley, telling her to dress up nicely because they had a fancy brunch to attend for the Valentine’s season, she had point blank refused at first. She may have gone along with his lie (because if she was being honest, she loved con people) but she didn’t sign up for dressing up for things like brunches. She wasn’t even sure if brunch was an actual thing, or just something rich people made up so they could host them and show off fancy cutlery. But then Wes had gently reminded her that now they had been seen together in public, this was the kind of thing they had to do and they had to be seen out in public otherwise people would get suspicious. They were now Wesley and Amelia, a high society couple expected to attend brunches and balls and have third strand royalty show up at their upcoming wedding. <p>
Standing outside as they arrived, Wes by her side, Bree sighed. ”This better not be as torturous, or as pink as I’m expecting it to be. How long do we have to be here for anyway?” Heading towards the entrance, she smiled falsely at a well-dressed couple who passed them by before scowling as soon as they were out of sight. ”Okay, ground rules now that we’re a ’couple’ – you can put your arm around me, or hug me if you must, but don’t overdo it and if you have to kiss me,” she shuddered at the thought. ”Then make it as quick and as painless as you can for the both of us.” Escorted towards the grand room the brunch was being hosted in, Bree took a deep breath, put her hand in the crook of Wes’ arm and placed a fake smile as the doors were opened and they were revealed to the numerous over-dressed people all drinking champagne and picking at canopés, all surrounded by various shades of pink ”Kill me now.”

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<a href="">seconds from my heart, a bullet in the dark</a> // wesley devereux.<br><p>
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they say that i'm cursed</a> // henrietta stanton<p>
<a href="">we built this house on memories</a> // wesley devereux


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May 14 2017, 08:16 PM
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Bree entered the Lost Boy mansion, bag slung over her shoulder as per usual. She rarely ever stepped foot in the mansion unless Pan wanted her, or she needed to speak to Nibs or the other Lost Boys. She very much kept to herself, habit more than anything else and nothing against her fellow Lost Boys. She’d been told to go and see Etta by Pan, who told her she needed to pick something up. She wasn’t too sure what it was, but knowing Etta, it was either a new weapon or some gadget she’d updated and between the two, she wouldn’t mind a new weapon to play with.<p>
Walking the empty corridor, she finally reached Etta’s work place and knocked on the door, popping her head around. “Etta?” Hearing her murmur something, she stepped in and saw the back of Etta’s head before she turned around to face Bree. “Oh hey, Pan said I had something to pick up?” Bree looked around the room, admiring the equipment Etta had positioned about the place. “He didn’t tell me what it was though.” She gave Etta a small but forced smile, hoping that it came across as friendly, but not overly so - she knew that the vampire had a reputation for not being friendly herself, so she was relieved that she didn't have to fake being nice in front of her.



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Bree scuffed her boots as she walked the outskirts of Neverland, her turn for patrol. The night had been uneventful so far but she wasn’t going to complain as she was in no mood for scaring away any sort of threat. A gun slung over her shoulder, she yawned loudly before deciding to stop somewhere to sit down, seeing no one around. Some would call it slacking on the job, but with the part of Neverland she was in always quiet, there was no one there to tell on her.<p>
Stretching her legs out in front of her, she rested her gun on them, hands still on it just in case she needed it. Reaching for her back pack, she opened it and felt around, smiling slightly when she felt the bottle in her hand. Pulling it out, she took a long swig, closing her eyes as the liquid burned her throat. She didn't usually drink on the job, but she was quiet and needed a buzz to keep her awake. She was just about to take another gulp when she heard footsteps coming towards her, clumsily too, so she knew whoever it was was no professional. Screwing the lid back on the bottle, she put it back into her bag and stood up, gun in her hands, ready to aim and shoot at whoever the intruder was. <p>Walking towards the ever louder footsteps, she rounded the corner and aimed her gun at the figure before her. She watched as he (she could make out it was a he from his build) stopped instantly, hands up in the air in surrender as he continued advancing. As he came into the light, she frowned, gun still aiming at him. “What the fuck?” She muttered under her breath. “Who the hell are you? And stop moving or i'll shoot.”



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<h3>traits:</h3>
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Bree is pretty much as shady and vague as it gets. She pointedly refuses to talk about herself, deflects questions like she's the best defender in the premier league. She keeps to herself most of the time and if you have to talk to her, you'll be lucky to get a few sentences. <p>

She has a super dark secret no one knows about, except for Pan - she killed her father after coming home to find her mum and siblings murdered at his hands. Whether it was an accident or not, she doesn't really know but afraid she would be blamed for all the deaths, she made a run for it, leaving York and heading for London, changing her name from Amelia Porter to Bree Daniels, and becoming a hunter.<p>

Pan recruited her to be a Lost Boy, a job she likes but it's not particularly meaningful to her....yet. She gets along with them all, speaks to Nibs the most and generally just keeps Neverland and it's occupants safe from outside threats.<p>


Friends: okay, so she's no talker, so aside from the Lost Boys, she probably doesn't speak to anyone else much. Sure, she'll know people, maybe even call them acquaintances but shes not one for meaningful friendships, just in case people find out about her past. She might low-key object to friends, but secretly she gets lonely and could do with a few.<p>
Enemies: She's on the run from the police, so i'd call them a big enemy. She's also a lost boy so hunter's are pretty much enemy no.1 even though she's a hunter herself. Neverland's enemies are her enemies after all.<p>
Lovers: Okay, so since she got to London, she's practically been in hiding so there are definitely no exes in the city. she may have had a few crushes back home when she was younger, and a couple of one night stands in london, but aside from that, it's been quiet on that front. Her final is covered.

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<h1>bree c. daniels</h1>
<h2>22. Lost Boy. Hunter. F: wesley devereux.<a href="http://shine.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=11182">thx &raquo</a></a></h2>
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