Birth Name: Shilo Jane Williams
Alias (other names): Blindside(Mutant name, nothing to do with her powers), Blue Ivy (her dad calls her that)
Age:16 turning 17 in the winter
Gender: Female
Orientation: Bi-Sexual
Non-Mutant Skills: Painting, sculpting, gardening and good with animals
Mutant Ability: Chlorokinesis, at the moment she uses Seismic Sense through plants to find her way around since she was little, she can manipulate and grow flowers, fruits, veggies aswell as other plants with just a thought or a gesture. Plants seams to react to her emotions and she to theirs with a empathetic link between her and the plant life around her. She hasn't really used her powers in a fight, the plants just react if she is in trouble.
Fear: Being trapped in fire, trapped in deep water and loosing touch with nature
Small Bio: Shilo's mutation appeared when she was around 5, so at a very yougn age, there was a reason for this as it was around this age that Shilo's eyesight began to go away. Well the traditional way that humans see went away, she was still able to get around with some ease to the surprise of many, her parents also noticed that she began to not wear shoes during the warmer months and fall. At this time in her life she could only use the plant life around her as a way to see colorful out lines in a world of blackness.

No one even thought that she was a mutant till she was around 13 and some kids from her school caught her talking to plants at the local community garden, and the plants where growing form her hands just moving over them. Her parents had suspected something was wrong with their only child for years, bu as Shilo had never brought anything up they kept quite. Rumors began to spread, though before to long a man in a wheelchair came to the door of the Williams house.
Dream: To open her own Arts&Gardening Center one day, to try and pass on a love for the many arts and mother nature onto younger generations.
Appearance:


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Shilo did not like traveling by car. The sudden and sometimes jerking movements unsettled her stomach just as much as the thought of being away from her garden back home did. Her dad had let her dig up a young Ivy plant and pot it to bring with on the trip, the little Ivy was nestled in the crook of her arm, one of it's vines gently curling around her arm and fingers throughout the trip in the car.
The small vibrations she was picking up with the Ivy by herself let Shilo see her mother looking in the rear-view mirror every now and then. While she couldn't see the reflection itself she guessed her mother was looking back at her and the vine wrapping around her fingers.

"This place certainly sounds like it had more kids then your old school, I hope they have some way for you to not get lost." Her fathers caring and warm baritone voice washed over Shilo and she turned her pale green eyes towards the driver seat where he was. Her father was a lumber worker, there was a lumber plant in the small town she had been born in. The man was all big muscles form years of hard work,
but he had a heart of gold. "I bet you'll be able to bring more color to this place then any one they've seen Blue Ivy. Your mom and I are just a phone call away if you need anything." He said with a smile in his voice, they turned a corner and Shilo could feel the change in the road, form pavement to crushed gravel? It felt like many tiny stones under the tiers of the car.

She heard her mother shift a bit in her seat, a signal that they must have arrived someplace or were going to stop for a bit. When she felt the car's engine being turned off and heard both her parents get out after a moment Shilo moved to do the same.
The Ivy still cradled in her arms tightened its vines around her arm very briefly,
many plants didn't like being lifted or being moved to often, out of the dirt, out of their homes. Gently Shilo stuck one of her fingers into the compacted soil of the pot and made some soft soothing sounds. "Hey it's OK, I'm here." She spoke as she stood on the crunchy gravel under her thin shoes. The vine slowly loosened around her arm, shrinking back into the main plant as she used her free arm to feel around her pockets for her walking stick, she extended the white stick clumsily with one hand as she felt her dad getting her suitcase from the trunk of the car.

A figure stepped in front of Shilo suddenly yet she stood still when she recognized her mothers voice. "Honey you have some dirt on your cheek. Here let me get that for you." Gently the walking stick was taken form her hand and following the snaps she found it back in her hand and the cool touch of a wet-one against her cheek. Shilo scrunched up her nose at the smell. A lot of cleaners and chemicals had smells that set her off in the wrong way. Made her so sick some days.

"Mom I'm not a little kid any more." Shilo protested weakly clutching the potted plant tighter in her one arm. Her mother had treated Shilo with kid gloves many times over the years, weather it had to do with her blindness or her mutation.... Shilo could never figure out.

"You'll always be our baby Shilo, let your mother, mother hen for a bit longer."
Her dad's smiling voice sounded from her left and it soon followed with the thud of her suitcase being put on the gravel.

Relaxing her senses a bit Shilo could feel the many people roaming the area,
there where a lot of people, though they all gave off a different vibration then the people of her town... they felt... like her.... different...mutants....Shilo took a deep breath. "Go on up to the front Shilo, we'll catch up." Her dad's warm voice flowed around her and she nodded with a determined look overcoming the blind girls face.

Gently tapping the walking stick on the ground she began her walk to the front of this place, she could feel the plants that were around, most where 'dormant' as she called them, when plants didn't talk back to her when she talked to them, out loud or in her head. It didn't take her long to reach the front of the building, the Ivy once again curling one of its vines around her arm and fingers in a comforting gesture that brought a small smile to Shilo's lightly freckled face.

Immy: that's ok i look forward to your response ^^