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The small 5'2 tall Brunette sighed as she threw her special tensin up and down in the air, catching it by the handle expertly as she looked out of the window and watched the clouds floated past. Ashlee Lynette Hestia Juliet Winters just sighed through her nose and she threw her knife onto the wooden piece hammered to her wall so that she won't damaged her walls when she's throwing her knives. The fan knife hit the piece of wood heads on and she looked at her arm as she traced the little black marks on her skin. It was always like this, nothing new happening in her life. Sure yeah, there's the occasional little monster killing and such but ever since the war that happened so many years ago, there has been lesser and lesser Downworlders wreaking havoc. The seventeen year old Shadowhunter just held the other knife and threw it onto the wood yet again and laid back on her bed.