Power, if applicable: Teleportation. If Neph has been somewhere before, she can transit herself instantaneously to that spot. The act of teleporting swaps her body with the same exact volume of whatever material she's swapping with. For example, if she's moving into an open space, the area she occupied will fill with the air she's about to displace, which makes a distinct 'pop'. If she's teleporting into a lake or a pool, she'll be replaced by a Neph-sized amount of water. However, she can't 'swap out' solidly anchored matter (rule of thumb: if she can't pass her hand through it in real life, she can't move into it when she 'ports). If someone's redecorated her landing zone without her knowledge, her atoms might end up mixing with, say, a new footstool, which is heinously painful. If this happens, she has to teleport herself out of the object, but it's hard to focus when her seemingly-solid bits have just meshed with something else's seemingly-solid bits.
That said, her instinctive control over her power is actually quite keen. She's only accidentally teleported into a wall once! And it only took five CCs of morphine to calm her down and slip her loose!
Where do they live?: AM Trainee dorms.
Personality: The onset of Nephele's powers was so traumatic that she fell into a coma. She was eleven at the time. When she regained consciousness four years later, her body had undergone puberty without bothering send her mind the memo. It's been a year since she came to, but she's still a child in a (very) young woman's body, struggling to behave the way people expect of a girl her apparent age. It's a lot to deal with, especially when you factor in all those hormones and impulses and Jesus Christ, her period. Her mother never got around to warning her about it! She thought she was dying! In short, she often comes across like a kid trying to act like a grownup. Those who don't know her situation often take it for an off-putting, babyish affectation, and she's had a hard time making friends with people her 'own' age.
Her core personality makes it very hard to pretend at maturity. Neph's a bright, bubbly child who talks a mile a minute, veers from subject to subject like a runaway train and has the attention span of a labrador on speed. Before the incident, her parents had her tested for ADHD and affiliated learning disabilities. She'd just been diagnosed with auditory dyslexia; her brain doesn't process sounds and words the way others' do, so she has a hard time taking down verbal instructions or lessons (though she does very well when shown what to do, or when given a book). The drugs and painkillers that keep her going only make matters worse. Her power is volatile, dependent on disassembling and reassembling her atomic structure. If she weren't constantly high on a cocktail of barbiturates and opiates, she'd be a mewling mess. Instead, she's just...kind of 'out there'.
Her scatter-brained behavior masks a startling ability to multitask. When convinced to focus, all that fragmented brainpower can take notes and plan at lightning speed. She's incredibly intuitive and, when questioned, often makes observational leaps that border on prescience. Its not that she's terribly smart or very good at reading people, she just can't help but notice habits and patterns and, as a result, when something occurs outside those patterns. This might be a sort of secondary power, as her teleportation relies on being able to accurately predict layouts and movements.
Nephele tends to latch onto parental figures in a bad, bad way. A twelve year old might insist on independence, but they still secretly want to be told what to do and how to do it. She craves validation and support from adults, and hasn't learned to handle their rejection or high expectations. Emotionally, she's very fragile, and her "ho hum oh look something shiny!" behavior is her only coping mechanism. If she actually took a few minutes to think about how much it all sucks, she'd probably break down beyond fixing.