Pam Portis-Hawkins
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| Background:
Pam is the product of suburbia, typical in many ways. One of eight
children, she had a dream, a dream to be famous, a dream to be a dance.
What does a young girl of 16 do when she finds herself pregnant.
Have the rich young man pay for an abortion. And when her father
finds out what happened? Run away to California and the promise of Los
Angeles. Pam is typical, alone, innocent, the big city lurking with
preditors ready to snap up young flesh and use it. Was she used?
Not as badly as you might expect. For nearly two years she managed
to fend off advances of directors, producers and others until it became
clear that to further her career she would have to compromise herself.
What did she do? Escaped north to the kinder, gentler world of Seattle.
Pam is typical. Trained in ballet, jazz dance, tap and without a cent to her name. Easy money waited, all she had to do was take off her clothes. But this time it would be different, she'd be in charge, she'd be the one using others, the men would give her money and all she'd give them was a look. Raven found her dancing at Jesse's club and showed her a few moves from the Fireoak Forest and Pam's stock skyrocketed. She took on the body paint of a tigeress and men flocked to her feet, handfuls of bills clutched between fingers. Pam hated it. She realized she was being used . . . again and took up Raven's offer to join her in a new life, a life far from Seattle and her world. A life of peace and tranquility. A life where she wouldn't be used anymore . . . Just before Christmas, someone new slid into Pam's life, James Hawkins, a.k.a. Icehawk. He showed up at Raven's warehouse, newly arrived from the San Francisco group Stormwatch, looking for Archer only to fine Pam, in tigat stripes, climbing out of a cab. For James, it was love at first sight. For Pam . . . This guy was so totally different from every man she had ever known, she was in a constant state of confusion. First off, he actually hired her to dance for him . . . for an entire month, for $100000 . . . with an option for another month. Next, he took her to his private plane and flew her to New York for a complete wardrobe. She was wary, extremely wary. She just knew he was trying to buy her but . . . he was so sweet and gentle, demanding nothing except that she enjoy herself. Maybe he wasn't trying to buy her . . . she cancelled the contract and returned the money but stayed with James, partly out of curiousity, partly because of a growing attraction. For Christmas, James took her to his cabin in Colorado and they spent a very homey holiday together, she cooking and he promising not to spend a lot of money. In fact, she put him on a budget. Together they trekked out in the snow and found the perfect tree. Together they cut it down and dragged it into the house, then decorated it. Pam followed a family tradition by tying bows on the tree for each wish. James had only one. Just after midnight they exchanged gifts. From Pam, James got an ID bracelet with a small compartment, inside was a folded piece of paper with "Yes, No, Maybe" printed on it. "You can change one answer to any question you ask me, but just one," she told him. From James, Pam recieved a snowflake, intricately cut from clear Laen and suspended from a Mithril chain. The idea had come to him on the plane as he watched her sleep. At a thought he had made it snow on her, the flakes landing in her hair and eye lashes, one had settled for split second in the hollow of her throat. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and the flake so perfect rsting there against her skin. With Ghost Archer's help, he had the snowflake commissioned from Narel's sister, Lauresul and delivered on Christmas Eve. So much has happened since that time. James went to Pam's family and brought about a reconciliation that was both bitter and sweet. In the time they had lost, Pam's mother, Rachel, had died in child birth and while it hurt her, she again had the comfort of a family and a father that loved her very much. James used that piece of paper and changed Pam's "maybe" answer to his proposal to a 'yes' and just recently they were married in a rather unusual ceremony in Hawaii. Just before the wedding, Ghost Archer traveled back in time and saved Pam's mother, Rachel, bringing her forward in time in order to avoid altering history. Pam has yet to deal with this but James, knowing Archer far better, has excepted Rachel wholeheartedly. Quote: "...purrr..." or "Isn't it amazing how one pound of chocolate can make you gain five pounds of fat?" Personality: Surprisingly, for a stripper, Pam is very shy and other than Raven and James she hardly speaks but her family. Powers/Tactics: Pam's only power is the power of her body and her dance but she has the powers mesmerize anything male. Appearance:
No one can deny Pam is stunning but when her puts on the body paint she
becomes incredible. She's average height, about 5'7" and weighs a
well toned 140 pound. Pam's blonde hair is soft and flowing, nearly
to her slim waist. Her beautiful hazel eyes are usually hidden by
cat's eye contacts Jesse suggested and purchased for the girl. On
stage she is languid, sensuous, totally feline. Off stage she seems
hesitant, unsure of herself but still with the grace of a dancer.
In the warehouse she prefers soft, casual clothes, jeans and bulky sweaters
or sweatshirts. Recently James Hawkins took her to Saks 5th Avenue
and bought her an entire wardrobe. She is still trying to come to
grips with that.
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