Physical Description

Height: 5'9"
Weight: 120
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Brown

Distinguishing Features: Brooke's most noticeable feature are her eyes and smile. They seem to disarm and make people relax.

Personality: Brooke is quiet and somewhat reserved. A helper at heart she always looks for ways to help others, be in just listening and offering a few kind words or actually physically jumping into the mess and helping. She's the kind of person who would give you anything she owned if she thought it would benefit you in some way. Her happiness lays in her friends, of which, she is deathly loyal. She isn't a gossip monger or rumor instigator. Enjoys life and often laughs over the silliest of things. To her all good things are in the small things life offers.

Personal Quirks: Hates lairs and people who clearly do not know what their talking about. She's also bothered by people who don't listen, rather say things about people when they do not even know them. Brooke finds solace though in her drawing and music, she plays piano and violin. She speaks three languages, Japanese, Spanish and German.

History: Brooke's life started out like any other child's life. Born the youngest child of two loving parents. She has two older siblings, Lucas and Nina Teagan. Lucas is in the Air force, while her older sister Nina is working within the family business as the group sales representative. Her mother, Laurel, works from home as a child and family therapist. Who was very well renowned for her teachings and books. Being with her mother as a young child Brooke began to pick up quiet of few of her mother's habits and opinions about things. Often flipping through one of her mother's books as she watched TV. Brooke's father, Robert, works in the family business of making furniture. Primarily European Classical and Early American period pieces. The Teagan family started making furniture before their city, Chapel Hill, NC, became the place to buy furniture. Teagan family are widely sought after pieces and most of the time their is a waiting list for the pieces cause they make everything by hand and not by modern day mass production.

 Brooke grew to know she loved to work with her hands and working with wood beside her dad. As she grew into teenage years she would draw furniture pieces and then her father would build them. During those times together it was usually when Robert and her would have their most honest and deep conversations. There together sanding the wood, or tracing the pattern the two would talk about anything and everything. Before that she had always thought he was a simple man, who just wanted to piddle in the wood. Then she realized just how smart he was. That was when she realized she had a gift of listening. She'd listen to him tell stories ranging from going fishing or, she'd watch him push back unshed tears of the times he was in the military. When her other brother joined the air force, everyone was proud of him but Brooke saw in her father's eyes also sadness for having to let Lucas go and for not being there to spare him the sights of wars and killing. He wasn't a simple man, but man who chose simple words spoke wisdom.  

When at home with her mother, Brooke,would read her mother's books. Quiet times she would sit in her bedroom reading the books began to help the teen ager form her thoughts on the topics her mom wrote about. Sometimes she agreed with her mother, sometimes she didn't.  

When Brooke entered college, she majored in psychological studies with a minor in industrial design, more or less learning how to build a better piece of furniture. College life at the University of North Carolina was good and strange for her. She'd never been around such a large mass of ideals available to her. Every topic one could think of was there. There was clubs and sororities, groups and people who were new to North Carolina. College was something that brought her new challenges, one of those challenges was learning not everyone has a honest heart. Sometimes the nicest looking people where cold and distant, that was foreign to Brooke who grew up in a close knit community and family of huggers. She wrote a term paper on the individuality focus, how she believed it was the generational distances. Brooke was alot like her mom and dad, but she wasn't them. Even she didn't do everything like they did. The other thing Brooke learned was there was life beyond North Carolina and she wanted to see it.  

When she graduated she was going to enroll into post graduate studies and finish out her degree in physiological studies. She wanted to go to Europe, see the world, but her ethical part of knowing how much her family was supporting her here at college she enrolled back into North Carolina University for post graduate studies. She focused mainly on her major, leaving little time for that and her love of music. The only breaks she would do is to going for pizza with friends and the occasional date here and there. One year before she officially graduated she got a letter from someone called Mr. Connor Winters. He wrote how he had saw her work and wanted her to come work for him as his assistant and civilian counselor, with the option of perhaps finishing off her post graduate studies while on job. After a few phone calls she learned this was a real offer and only after she agreed to take it, did she realize just how far this adventure would take her.