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Name:
Perotica

Age:
4634 (Appears 18, real age is not revealed until later on.)

Race:
Soul Taker
Vampire

Occupation:
Assassin for Hire
Thief

Weaponry:
Dislikes using artillery but will if necessary.
Katana (Soon to be the legendary Black-Bladed katana after the first few chapters)
Commonly a physical fighter.

Abilities:
Shape-Shifting
Elemental Control-Commonly Fire
Mind Control-Telepathy
Telekinesis

Personality:
Cold and bitter. She cannot and will not trust another individual other than her allies. Once betrayed, the scar left the imprint upon her dead heart. She keeps to herself, making it impossible for even the strongest mind reader to break her barrier. Dig too deep and you’re dead.


Appearance:
(DEMONIC FORM)
Only standing 5’0 she is strong, tone with a pale complexion. Ebony hair reaching her lower backside in a layered cut, the light would give her hair a tint of white adding to the black. Most of the time it would be tied back. She had bangs just past her eyes so they would stay hidden in the shadow of hair. She had black wolf-like ears which would sit atop her head, aiding her so she could listen to her surroundings without having to turn. Her eyes were like that of the silver moon, sending a numbing sensation through those who would dare make eye contact. Pale lips with fangs to add to her smile. She would carry her katana at her side, latched to her belt along with hidden weapons among her personage. She would regularly wear jeans which hugged her waist, giving her butt a great shape. They were tattered with use and battle, as well as blood stains. A laced black leather corset clung to her upper torso, the straps digging into her shoulders. The top was rather revealing towards her large chest. Both appendages were wrapped in bloodied bandages only to hide her main secret. Upon her back were scars formed from the tribal torture of her past, the flesh wounded with the sinister markings which licked upon the back of her neck to her love handles. Her hands, clawed. A necklace hung from her neck, the charm hidden well within her cleavage. A pair of black demonic feathery would spring from her back when needed, taking the same tint of red just as her hair did.

(HUMAN FORM)
Wearing just as she would in her demonic form, only clean bandages upon her arms. Her katana wouldn’t be with her at this time, only shuriken as well as many other small weapons just to be on the safe side. Her silver eyes would remain the same. The color of her eyes would change due to mood. Her hair would take a similar appearance of her optics, a dark brunette color with the same length. She took a more human tone of skin like that of olive. She would keep her fangs, however, unconcerned with the reactions from others. Her corset would usually be replaced with a simple tank top for comfort reasons. She would uphold a barrier to hide the grotesque markings upon her back. Her claws were still shown just as her fangs were.

Bio:
Unknown