enodiamod

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BASICS

NAME
Evan Elliott Finch

ALIAS
N/A

DIVISION
Research & Operations

OCCUPATION
Research Assistant; Applying for a position as a baker at ...whatever the bakery is named.

AGE & DOB
27, April 10, Aries

PRONOUNS
She/Her

IMMEDIATE FAMILY
Anisha Finch née Gupta, d. 2019.
Adam Finch, d. 2019.
William (35)
Wyatt (32)
Walker (31)

CONNECTIONS

RORY: He was Charlie's partner. Her uncle disappeared into a rift and never returned. She hasn't seen Rory since she was little, but she loved him when she knew him. (Listen, everyone needs someone who will pretend to be a monster and read books with all the voices.)

SAL: Childhood best friend. Now he's a source of concern with his inability to keep his fists to himself.

RYE: Pseudo bro. Reformed(???) petty thief. Softer than you think.

MOUSE: One of the first friends she made at Enodia Station. It helps that he can turn into a mouse. She likes those better than most people.

LOU: Potato, his beardie, likes to yell his demands and she delights in relaying those to Lou--who always looks like he wishes he were on another continent when she speaks to him.

CONCEPT

Former Boston firefighter turned Dr. Dolittle is still figuring this shit out.

POWERS

ANIMAL COMMUNICATION;
Evan can speak directly to animals in their own 'language' and hear their replies in her own. She can also speak to them mind-to-mind, which she does in polite company. The furthest distance she can hear her dog, Max Two, has been a mile. For the most part--this is just a cool party trick. Everyone wants to know if their dog loves them and now she can confirm. So far, her attempts at speaking to Liminal animals have been unsuccessful--but she's pretty sure it's because they don't want to talk to her rather than the fact that they cannot.

Additionally, being able to communicate with animals allows her a certain kind of influence. Animals love to be heard and understood--they tend to follow her or seek her out once they realize that she can talk with them.

BLURRED CONSCIOUSNESS;
With permission, Evan can slip her consciousness into an animal's and share their body with them. She cannot control their body, but she can see from their perspective, experience their senses, etc. An animal must consent or she cannot share with them. If something happens to the animal, she'll be thrust back into her own mind.

SKILL SHARE & TRANSFORMATION;
Some animals have better vision at night. Others have an incredible sense of smell. Whatever those changes might be, Evan is able to take them on and use them for herself. This means that she can literally have the ability to smell like a bloodhound. Which is...very helpful if you're trying to track someone down.

While Evan doesn't currently know, the more this power is used, her body will start to take on properties of the animals she's borrowing from. Literal hawk eyes and feathers from a hawk. The ears and fur of a dog. Etc, etc. With time, this can lend to a complete shift into an animal. For Evan to shift to an unfamiliar animal, she'll either need to have borrowed from them or understand their physiology completely. (She could not shift into a rhino unless she knew everything about their structure. Much like how someone could not build a car unless they had the blueprints.)

When Evan does complete a shift, her mentally takes on that of the animal's that she's shifted into. The animal is at the forefront with Evan being able to apply some human influence, but not a ton. This will change over time, but her first shifts will be largely animal influenced.

UPDATE: As of August, Evan is aware that she can take on some transformational aspect of her body into an animals. As of September 19th, she has still not been able to completely shift into an animal.

PERSONALITY

🙂 Independent, Loyal, Hardworking, Passionate, Responsible

😐 Disciplined, Thorough, Competitive, Obedient, Assertive

🔥 Abrupt, Reactive, Suspicious (of others), Vindictive, Perfectionist

🧁 Trust is hard. Evan has learned that trusting people is simply something that she's not great at. Over and over, people have let her down. So when it comes to making new friends, she's hesitant unless they're covered in fur, feathers, or scales. Despite this, she's aware of her trust issues and still makes an effort. Which sometimes results in a flurry of frustration when she's proven right...again.

🧁 Where work is concerned, Evan puts her everything into her job. From a young age, Evan was told that her only responsibility was to marry well. Everything was planned out for her and she just had to play the part of perfect daughter then perfect wife. That was all that mattered. Eventually, she decided for herself what she wanted to do with her life. (It was not being pushed into a group of nosy women who have nothing better to do than gossip about each other.) When her plans changed--when everything fell apart--her mentor told her the easiest way to hold herself together was to work harder. That's what she's done ever since. She doesn't stop when things get rough. She just trudges forward, even if the cost is too steep to pay.

🧁 To outsiders, Evan seems focused, but not particularly friendly. Unless it comes to animals, actually. (She's usually accompanied by at least one stray cat. They follow her everywhere.) Her demeanor is rarely soft. The protective shell she's wrapped around herself is sloooowly cracking with time and distance from her parents. She tends to be more confident/comfortable around men, but more open and interested with women. It's a conundrum.

🧁 She lacks patience, especially when the subject matter seems to be simple. Either she's impatient with herself of someone else. If it's someone she dislikes, she'll bluntly tell them they're wasting her time with their stupidity. She also has a jealous streak. Maybe it's because so much of her life was spent tethered to the expectations of her family? Who knows. But when it comes to the attention/affections of people she wants to love her, she struggles with maintaining her chill if those people are paying a lot of attention to others. (Kind of how Max Two is when she's sharing the 'comfy chair' with a cat and she's not petting him at the exact same time.)

🧁 Self-care? What self-care? Evan will not take a moment to prioritize herself. But she will dote endlessly on those she's decided deserve her attention. Her friends? A lover? Found family? The animals that flock to her home find nothing but compassion and tenderness. Her friends eat well and know that she won't judge them for their indiscretions. Her found family always have a place to stay. (And probably some clothes in their size, their favorite beverage in the fridge, and a bottle of their preferred brand of shampoo under the sink.) She won't outwardly, publicly, make a show of caring about humans. But she does--she just shows it differently.

🧁 Evan overcompensates for the fact that she exists at all. Her mother had planned for three boys. Her entire life, she's felt like a mistake. So she works really hard to make up for that fact. Stepping out of line just didn't happen for such a long time. She's still working on discovering a real sense of self. Even so, she finds old habits hard to break.

APPEARANCE

🍪 Evan is 5'4, lean, and athletic.

🍪 Unfortunately, rarely looks older than 22. She still gets carded frequently. Her mother used to say she'd appreciate it when she was in her 50s and looked like she was mid-thirties. But right now? It's a pain in the ass.

🍪 Business casual unless she's wearing a uniform.

🍪 Gets her hair done every 12 weeks. Like clockwork.

🍪 Her cuticles used to be a mess, but then she met someone who helped and now her nails are flawless. (If you catch her chewing on them, throw something.)

🍪 She's not opposed to tattoos, but doesn't have any. She does have a decent amount of scars from a brief stint with an attempt at parkour to impress someone.

HISTORY

TRIGGER WARNINGS:Parental emotional abandonment, parental death by car accident (the person in the other car also died), mention of rehabilitating animals coming from an abusive situation that is not expounded on.

🍩 The plan had been to be married no later than 22, push out her first child by 23, and be done with babies by the time she turned 30. That plan was on target until Anisha realized, four years after her third child, that she was pregnant again. Not only did this mean she was going to have to go back through her skin care routine to tame stretch marks, she was going to be a mother of four. (Which really fucked up everything.) What really wrecked all those carefully organized post-it notes throughout the planner of her sons’ lives was the delivery of Evan Elliott Finch. A girl–not a boy. A girl.

🍩 The boys were allowed to do whatever they wanted. They ran free through the neighborhood on their bikes and skateboards and scooters. But not Evan. She was pushed into frilly dresses and forced into tea parties with her mother. While the boys played in the yard throwing mud and worms and rotten apples at each other, Evan was practically locked inside the house.

🍩 Her mother simply didn’t think that the things boys did were suitable for girls. Instead of balloon fights, she learned how to draw. Instead of rolling in the mud, she picked up watercolor paints. Instead of punching each other, she had both piano and violin lessons. (And after that, a vocal lesson with Miss Jodi who absolutely hated their time together but still insisted that her progress was immense so that she’d keep her job.)

🍩 Eventually, her mother’s patience with her children wore thin and Anisha hired a full-time nanny while she spent her mornings, afternoons, and evenings elsewhere. Her passion had always been event planning anyway. This allowed the boys even more freedom and Evan finally got to experience summer as it should be enjoyed. Out in the grass, in the branches of trees, in the sun, covered in popsicle juice and dirt.

🍩 It was evident early on to Evan that the things that interested her were not things that interested her mother. Her father was well-intentioned, but never home. (Evan overheard her mother on the phone saying that she thought he was having an affair, but there was no evidence.) Realistically, he worked a hard job holding a company afloat and he didn’t have the time for an affair. He also didn’t have time for a real life or a wife or kids.

🍩 When the boys were old enough to stay home, the nanny was terminated and her mother expected the boys to keep an eye on her. By the time she was ten, the boys never stayed home and she was often left to fend for herself for dinner. (Sometimes you just gotta fend for yourself with Kraft dinner and hot dogs.)

🍩 Anisha was so focused on making a name for herself that she barely looked up from her work. Unfortunately, her mother’s obliviousness to dates and times meant that she missed every dance, every party, every social opportunity at school in favor of reading at home. (They had tv when they were kids, but once one of the boys threw their game controller at the screen, both parents decided that less stimulating activities were necessary. They never got another tv.)

🍩 Over and over, Evan tried to gain her mother’s attention. Her father’s attention. The boys graduated and moved away. And then it was…just her. She was pretty sure that her parents didn’t even realize she was home when they returned from a late anniversary dinner and proceeded to lay out all the reasons their relationship was doomed from the start. She was pretty sure her mother didn’t really mean it when she shouted at him that it was all his fault he hadn’t stuck to the plan. That they couldn’t move on with their own lives yet because they still had to deal with her.

🍩 Graduation came and there was no one in the stands to clap for her. No one had been excited to see her diploma. She packed a suitcase and moved out.

🍩 The decision to skip college came after a television binge and a plot line with a super hot female firefighter. She thought about it for a long time. What her next step should be. It always lingered at the back of her mind that she should do something that would make her parents proud–and then her own pride would cut in to clear the haze. Her next step would be for herself.

🍩 She had a friend who loaned her the $75 for the exam fee and Evan took the civil service test to become a firefighter.

🍩 The next three years were intense. Training was hard. She could run the mile at school, sure, but the training was a lot more than she’d bargained for. Each day her trainers asked for more and each day she exceeded their expectations with her drive to be the best somewhere. To be wanted and accepted by someone.

🍩 She didn’t mind the dirt or the blood or the absolutely horrific aspects of her job. She thoroughly enjoyed the thrill of scaling the ladder and following orders to help people. What she did mind was when a random bird said hello to her on the street. Not a raven. Not a parakeet or a parrot. Not an owl. A soft-spoken bluebird. Then a mouse pleaded for help as a hawk swept it into the sky and far, far away. When she got home, her roommate’s dog, Tuck, asked her how her day had been.

🍩 Her childhood friend, Sal, had been picked up by IRIS for not reporting his liminal status. She wasn't about to be a repeat performance. She filled out the information required and continued on with her work until early 2019, when both of her parents were involved in a hit and run following their anniversary dinner. The other driver, a young woman of not much more than 19, died a few miles later from her own injuries, despite the paramedic team’s best efforts Evan knew because she was on the scene. Their parents had left, for whatever reason, Evan as the executor of the estate. The boys got their share, but the majority had been left to her. Property, bonds, a bunch of stuff.

🍩 She took time off from work. Her brothers weren't around. It was just her and a giant lonely house. [...] Once she got rid of the majority of the stuff in the house, either through people taking keepsakes or donating or selling whatever her brothers didn't want, she did renovations. She used money to buy new mattresses and painted and updated everything her mother refused to bother with. Then she listed it on Airbnb. (Something her mother would have absolutely hated.)

🍩 Evan stayed with the Boston FD until she was 24. She finally cut ties when she accidentally borrowed the station dog's hearing ability and overheard her bosses discussing their dislike of liminals. Already uncomfortable and more than ready for a change, she left the Boston Fire Department and went south.

🍩 In D.C., she rescued a failed K9, Max. He was more than capable of doing his job–what he’d been trained to do–he just didn’t want to do it. She left D.C. rather suddenly after a relationship went poorly. Then she moved again to south eastern West Virginia, where she worked on a farm for about a year after the owners took in a large stock of animals that had been seized from an abusive home. She used her powers to help with rehabilitation. The time away helped her to prioritize and she decided to look into IRIS more thoroughly. She took them up on their offer in late 2021 and joined Enodia Station in the beginning of 2022.

🍩 Despite maintaining a full time job in Boston, Evan eventually enrolled in a few classes at the local community college. She took a semester off in DC and transferred to a local college in West Virginia. She finally graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in English.

🍩 Following the shut down in February, she traveled again to a nearby farm, helped with livestock, trained some dogs. She's happy to be returning to work. (Cows are kind of rude.)

NOTES

🍫 Evan is often followed by at least two critters. If your cat went missing, it's possible it's at her place. She can absolutely help you find any missing creature! (Which saves you time and money considering how much printing/copying costs at Fedex now.) If she leaves her window open at night, she'll wake up with a bed full of animals. She doesn't mind, but her roommates might.

🍫 She first knew she liked girls, too, after she thought her best friend was into her at Abigail's birthday party. (Abigail was not.) After an non-returned kiss, Abigail literally moved states and Evan never saw her again. (Possibly a good thing?)

🍫 More recently, Evan let a woman "in crisis" move in with her. She was super cute and needed a place to stay. And like...she baked?! There were baked goods everywhere. This relationship ended when She moved herself out without warning and took all of Evan's stuff with her. (She did leave a cake with a pink 'Sorry!' on the kitchen counter.) Some lessons were learned. Others were not. But She left Evan with an itch for baking and now she's getting a job at Bread Pitt with Hypatia(!!!) to learn how to make her own delicious pastries so she is not fooled again by croissants and pretty women holding them.

🍫 Following the deaths of her parents, she's embraced a philosophy of trying new things at least twice. Does she like yoga? No, she does not. But she still went. Twice! When things come up that she's not fully comfortable with, she does her best to say yes to new and different opportunities.

🍫 Much as she'd like to convince roaches and spiders to hightail it, Evan is limited and cannot speak to invertebrates, though she has had some success with squid and octopi.

OOC

Stevie | She/Her | USA-EST | Naomi Scott | ugh, stevie#1668

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