Tess Holt

Still really down.

Sun, 28 Jul 2013 23:28:58 GMT

The fighting was over. Clean-up from the riots was well underway. Tess had been up for 41 hours.

This could all have been so much worse. And it would have been her fault.

Day at the Beach.

Sun, 03 Feb 2013 08:00:10 GMT

Health and safety issues handled, snacks on hand. Beach towel properly spread out. Small sand sculpture built, just to show she's still got it. And now Tess has waded quite a ways out get the sand off and just enjoy the waves.

Thu, 05 Apr 2012 05:11:33 GMT

Emergency services and the police had been informed. Tess had made sure there'd be the specialists made available to the hostages would be briefed on what they'd gone through.

Tess had cleaned and treated her skin. Her forearm was bandaged.

...She was still so tense. It wasn't that she couldn't handle the pain -- damn straight it wasn't! -- it was that she still felt so locked down.

Meme AU

Tue, 24 Jan 2012 22:59:52 GMT

Tess worried sometimes. She was the chairgirl, the Responsible One. She'd talked Jacob into being around more. She sometimes worried about whether he felt pressed into the relationship when she asked him out. Was it okay to be assertive when going after what she personally wanted instead of just what was good for the team?

..she'd just assume it was until she heard otherwise from Jacob.

"Dinner was great," she told him as they walked back to the Brownstone, a proprietary arm around his waist.

All I Want For Christmas.

Thu, 08 Dec 2011 07:09:09 GMT

People who tended only to see Tess when she was all-business often said she needed more hobbies. Generally, they had never seen her engaging in artsy-craftsy things. Exhibit A: Her gingerbread houses -- or, in fact, gingerbread brownstones.

She brought one to Steven's room with a grin.

Art Project

Thu, 01 Dec 2011 05:13:18 GMT

Tess knelt by the side of the bed in nothing but her jewelry as Steven finished breakfast. "Everything satisfactory?" she asks, smiling.

Chess

Sun, 13 Nov 2011 08:53:21 GMT

When Tess called Steven to her room that evening, the chessboard was already set up.

"Hi," she said. "I hope you don't mind?"

Private Exercise Time.

Wed, 12 Oct 2011 08:59:55 GMT

It's been a long time since Tess actually had to use a handstand trainer-swing to practice. But she's pulled one out and set it up when she and Steven came into the gym.

Wed, 28 Sep 2011 08:04:09 GMT

Tess Holt did not Approve of all-nighters. She was human. Humans needed sleep. Damn it, she was going to sleep.

But tonight, she couldn't. Too much on her mind. So eventually, with barely two cumultaive hours under her belt, she got up, turned on her desk lamp, and worked on an extremely complicated schedule for 'impact heroics' in the five boroughs. And a supplemental schedule for Buffalo and Bridgeport. Just because. Shazam and the Flashes could always cover it if the rest couldn't get out there, after all. She made a schedule for parts of New Jersey, but trashed it because she didn't want any clash over methods with Certain New Jersey Based Persons.

Her desk area is covered in maps and scheduling charts by the time she runs out of things to arrange on the information she's got, and goes to the intercom.

"Steven?" she says quietly.

JSA Flashback.

Thu, 15 Sep 2011 23:51:33 GMT

Tess had invited all the JSA to the meeting this afternoon. Aside from personal announcements, they needed to get the practice in working together.

She'd also invited Jacob. He'd been getting back in touch, saying Hi, hanging around... it was time for him to explain what he wanted out of things.

Tess stood in her her usual workout clothes, and the jacket with 'Fair Play' on the back, in the training room.

Workout.

Wed, 14 Sep 2011 07:08:05 GMT

Tess rose, handled all the morning grooming, dressed, and walked to the gym. She then proceeded, knowing that this wasn't anyone else's scheduled time, to make sure the gym was properly locked up.

Then she patched through the intercom to Steven. "This is your wakeup call, pal."

Sun, 11 Sep 2011 06:06:53 GMT

It's been a couple of weeks. Tess has been impressed by how quickly Steven's adjusted. Still, idle hands...

Tess's came through the communication system to Steven. "Flash? Gym, please. Now."

Sun, 11 Sep 2011 00:56:10 GMT

Tess was very good at figuring where any of her team would be at any given time. Right now? Cat was definitely in the gym.

Tess walked in in her own workout clothes.

"Hello."

Tess Holt app

Fri, 09 Sep 2011 23:55:21 GMT

Player (nickname, handle)/ LJ:Kate
Character Name: Teresa "Tess" Holt
Character LJ (if applicable): fairplay
Physical description (face, build, weight): 5'5", Gymnast's build. Coffee complexion.
Age: 18
Birthday: Dec 28
Codename (if using one): Miss Terrific
PB: (If using one.): Bianca Lawson
Abilities: " A natural aptitude for natural aptitudes"

Genius-level Intellect, including medical training and advanced mathematics, physics and chemistry.
Olympic athlete (Gymnastics, Women's Decathlon)
Excellent hand-to-hand combatant.
Excellent markswoman

Weaknesses and flaws: Being entirely baseline human, not knowing when to quit.

Character location/Home: New York
Alignment (villain, hero etc): Heroine
Team: JSA
Relatives (living/dead?): Michael Holt (father, living), Sasha Bordeaux-Holt (mother, living), Paula and Terry Holt (stepmother and half-brother, deceased).

Backstory:
Michael Holt found that he could love again, and Sasha Bordeaux found out she could still bear a child.
Tess was raised to fight the good fight -- well, the mostly good fight. The make-the-world-a-better-place fight. She worked hard at.. well... /everything./ With the new generation of the JSA, it was no surprise when she was voted 'Chairgirl' by her peers.

How do you plan to introduce the character to the game?: in reboot, Tess will already be Chairgirl of the JSA.

What are you planning to do with this character? Manage!
What do you want to see happen with this character?: Mildly stuffy hijinks.

Reality Orientation.

Thu, 08 Sep 2011 23:59:44 GMT

Tess Holt, Miss Terrific, Unofficial Chairgirl of the JSA, knocked on the door of the guest room first thing in the morning. Steven had seemed like a good person, even if the chaos of his arrival, but she needed to get a feel for him.