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Name: Joanna Eckers Gender: Female, bisexual Age/DOB: 35? Unknown DOB Origin: Though Joanna has always maintained that she is a refugee from the Capital Wasteland south of the Commonwealth, as far as Trinity or others in the know can tell, she is actually an Institute Synth. Whether she was re-born based on an existing person or has been reinvented thanks to the Railroad is unknown - and even she doesn't really 'know' any of this Family: claims that she had a husband but has also said something about a girlfriend back in a place called Lamplight Other: The only way to really be sure is to extract a Synth Component out of her brain, and no one is willing to dig around in there just yet... Maybe Melissa can do it, but for the time being, Joanna is content to be just exactly who she is: a wandering woman in search of a place to settle like anyone else Height: 5'8" Weight: 160, all muscle, or perhaps more; She carries her weight with exceptional torso strength and has the muscular legs of someone who did walk from Washington DC up to Boston... Hair: hay-straw blond in both color and texture, to mid-neck at the longest, and usually swept over one brow Eyes: Pale blue, not icy, rather sky-blue in shade, and often squinting, it's possible she needs corrective lenses Appearance: light skinned but burns often under the sun, and has small scars from what looks to be rubble-climbing in their distinct road-rash style; likes the Nuka gear she was given and has had parts of it dyed her favorite color, violet; generally looks a bit bored and rarely smiles, but when she does, she lights up a room and has a boisterous laugh Genetic Abilities: unknown, and if she is a Synth that would follow - as they're generally built to be more durable and stronger than typical humans. However, she has only demonstrated the normal amount of endurance and sleeps like anyone else does, so perhaps none Icarus Processing: none, Mel's looking into this matter just in case |
Image Credits: Bethesda |
Skills or Profession: though she does have a good head for vegetables and raising small herbs and even flowers, Joanna is also apt to use masonry equipment to break up rocks or move stones around, artistically at that. When she is concentrating, even her work on vines and tato plants can be seen as quite fancy, though she doesn't even talk much about it. She's able to use blunt weapons pretty well, and has a great throwing arm, able to stun flying Bloatflies with a rock or two. | |
Personality: diligent and likes to be left to her work, Joanna will meditate on whatever the needs of the day are before getting to it. She's the type to have a checklist for everything, and makes sure that everything is in its place before retiring for the evening. She likes repetition and improving on her last work. | |
Events or History: "I am still grateful for the boots," Joanna said, "my old ones gave me blisters. Wrong size, you know how it is." Trinity wasn't sure that she did, because frankly she'd always managed to have the right boots for her weird outfits... Well, Aretha always had, and those were the primary memories she had to rely on. "Well I'm glad that worked out for you," she said. Joanna kept looking at the hillside, seeing the others working on their sections of the gardens. It was very clear she wanted to join them. She leaned on the thick handle of the hoe she'd brought with her, "I was worried that bringing this damn thing along would just slow me down, but it's definitely proven its worth. Of course," she slightly grinned, "that just moved the blisters from my feet to my hands." "It's a good problem to have," Trinity suggested, and that brought an actual smile to Joanna's normally passive face. "We'll hook you up with some better gloves, those Disciples outfits usually had them but sometimes... y'know. Can't find all the parts to scavenge." "I passed by their territory on the way here," Joanna said, "that what-was-it, theme park?" She adopted a bit of a quirk to her mouth, a sneer a moment later, "who needs a theme for a park? Just till the soil better and you get good grass and healthy trees. Pretty it up with some pillars or a bench." Trinity wasn't about to correct her, after all the whole theme of that park was the ubiquitous soft drink Nuka Cola, and... well she'd never cared for it herself. "Do you think you'll want to... pretty this place up a little? After we're more settled?" And with that, Joanna lifted her head and looked around more seriously. Trinity could see how she spotted locations for those pillars or a path, and soon enough Joanna was describing the kinds of flat stones she would want to break off from the naturally occurring rock nearby, carting them up from the river bed, maybe string lights on an entry arch, but should it be facing the Galleria path or directly south? Trinity left the woman to her plotting - the place would look better for her work, and Trinity remembered to inform Rose to allow Joanna's landscaping to dictate those paths around their crops if need be. When they're more settled under the ground and leaving the above-ground atrium to various shop stalls and caravans, she dedicated herself to really making the residential courtyard into a park-like place, where people sit under small well-trimmed trees supplied with 'sunlight' (still not sure how that is arranged, but... Lane's magic is pretty potent), smell roses, and play hide and seek near the hot tub in the middle. ** The Vault park was nice and all, but Joanna still preferred to be outdoors, even when it rained or in the extremely rare case of a winter snow storm. But the crops, now they didn't much care for being overwatered nor frozen solid, did they? Someone else down in the Vault, one of the brainier types, had been talking about 'supplimental safe power supply' while Lane was out doing whatever he did and wasn't on hand to magically 'fix' their broken wires or worn out insulation. Joanna passed by their planning office more than once, and on the big chalkboard in there, she'd spotted a design for some big flat things, solar panels. But they weren't sure what to do with them, nor how to get them in safely... But Joanna realized they could fix several issues with the outdoors area at once with them. So one afternoon she simply strode in, work boots clomping, and drew more lines under the large trapezoidal panel illustration. At first a couple people were a bit annoyed, but then one of them tilted his head, nudged his partner and told her to check it out too. "Wait," she said, "those are ... crops in long rows..." she examined the rest, "the panels have runoff gutters collecting water... keeping it away from the crops?" Joanna nodded once, "yup." "And," the man spoke up, "there's shade for the shrubs and undergrowth," he looked up at Joanna, "those need more shade than the corn or tatos can provide, right?" "Exactly," she replied. They were to get to work shortly, but first they'd need to pull up some rather heavy marble from the quarry down by Quinsy. It was right around this time when Trinity had another visit from offworld folk, yanked Joanna aside, and she came home to Wakefield with a small but growing-strong bipedal Drago. "Not 'dragon'," she'd say, "they're small, but he's powerful, he was hardly out of his shell and he started carrying things up to me, stuff that guys in our gym down there would be having trouble holding!" So proudly they helped get a full-sized dragon down to Quinsy, and hefted back something that then could be fashioned into real park pillars. They fetched a few discarded stone benches too, cleaned them all up. Putting the panels in happened only after Pillar was more grown, because the team still needed to find the components and assemble them, but that was fine. Joanna and Rose and Kenshin and others put in the effort to get those drainage lines put down, since it was between harvest and planting for most of their surface crops by this point in the year. They carefully moved several plots, some just a few feet to one side, others over to the entire other side of the hill. The brains down in the Vault had determined the best locations for the solar panels, and Joanna helped suss out which areas needed the shade or rainwater most. So Pillar lived up to his name too, as he stood with his hands up against a thick marble pillar, as other workers put trellis panels onto it above, and soon enough there would be grapevine covered shade walkways between each of the sections of the gardens and fields! |
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Dragon Name: Pillar, named due to his strength in lifting and holding things upright to let them be set properly |