another final Name: Trish Amorette Bayne
Nickname: Trishy, Rish, Amorette, or Bayne
Race: Angel
Class: Guardian angel
Gender: Female
Age: 10 centuries but looks to be in her twenties
Height: 5’9’’
Weight: 180 lbs
Build: Thin with a subtle hint of muscle too her
Appearance: Trish has white blonde hair that reaches the middle of her back. It is normally straight but it sometimes has a wavy quality to it. She has tanned skin which makes her hair seem all that much brighter. She also has the usual silver-grey eyes but the outside has a thin ring of cobalt blue. She has her ears pierced as well as a small belly button piercing. She is thin and has a familiar but hardly perceptible hint of muscle to her from her training years. Her normal clothing seems to be very girly or strange. She likes to wear tight skirts of varying lengths, short shorts, tank tops, the occasional dress, and corset tops. Her favourite piece of clothing is her overcoat it comes in various colors. She likes to wear heels of varying shoe lengths and heel sizes. The only jewellery she ever wears besides the earrings in her ears is a gold chain with a cross at the end and a bracelet with a C dangling from it. On her right hip she’s got a tattoo of a heart, on the back of her neck she also has Castiel in cursive, and on the back of her left shoulder she has a tribal design with a pair of angel wings in the centre.
Personality: Trish is very easy going. She doesn’t like to cramp anyone’s style. She seems to be easygoing but that isn’t completely true. Trish is fiercely protective of those she’s guarding and other angels. She doesn’t take crap from anyone actually. She isn’t afraid to get physical if it’s necessary. She doesn’t have a temper but there are a few things that would light her temper. They happen to be abusive people and ignorant people. Trish is also fiercely devoted to everything she stands for. She is also a fan of love and would do anything for it.
Alignment: Good
Equipments: An I-Pod, an I-Phone, and a N150 plus Netbook
Weapons: A pair of sais, a pair of war fans, and a pitch black bladed sword with normal hilt with a white rounded stone at the bottom and at the base of the blade is an engraving in a foreign language that says “Protect and Serve”.
Skills: Singing, writing, speaking in a foreign language, and drawing portraits
Abilities: Induced Sedation: deals with troublesome Humans by touching her finger to their foreheads, which results in instant unconsciousness. (Mental)

Voice Mimicry: Perfectly able to mimic a human’s voice if she has heard it before. (Mental)

Teleportation: Trish possesses the ability to seemingly vanish and materialize from thin air. She either teleports or uses her wings in an extremely fast manner so you can’t see her and she is usually accompanied by a rush of air and the sound of flapping wings. (Spell)

Pyrokinesis: Control of fire though it can be sort of faulty at times. (Spell)

Invisibility: Can turn invisible to both angels and demons for a maximum of four hours. She can do it for short bursts though. She is normally tired after using it. (Physical)

Killing touch: It's the ability to kill or exorcise a demon, weak minds or at least not strong mental strength , simply by touching her palm to the forehead of its host, yet the higher level demons like the demon lords and possibly their lieutenants possess complete immunity from such an attack. It isn’t as strong on regular demons because they put up more of a fight. (Physical)

Likes: Singing, listening to music, spending time with her charge, Spring, the smell of flowers, sunny days, and practicing her fighting skills
Dislikes: Demons, losing a charge, screwing up, and being insulted.
Fears: Her charge dying on her, death, and falling
Example post: Trish stood on the street just watching life walk past. Her blonde hair was pulled into a ponytail with a few strands already falling out of her ponytail. Her eyes scanned the crowd trying to figure out if a threat was near. She wouldn’t fail a second time. She absently rubbed the tattoo on the back of her neck. That had been her first failure.

She had let him die protecting her. She wouldn’t let anyone else die. Her black overcoat swished lightly as she walked. The tap of the stiletto heels blended into the sounds of the hustle and bustle of the sidewalk. She was in a pair of black short shorts. She paused and looked around. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. She settled her hand on her hip. She didn’t have time to summon one of her weapons before she was slammed into a wall. Her face scraped the brick wall and she hissed in pain. She kicked her foot back and the grip loosened enough that she was able to whirl around. She touched her palm to the demons forehead and after waiting a few seconds recognized the fight and cursed. She pulled her hand back. She focused the feel of heat into her palm and rested it on the demon’s chest. The demon let out a primal shriek. Trish pulled her hand back and summoned one of her sais. The demon wrapped a hand around her throat and started to squeeze.

Trish couldn’t breathe so she jammed her sai into his chest hitting his heart. The pressure released and she dropped to her right knee. One hand resting on the pavement as she fought to get air into her lungs. She looked up to see the demon going back to ash.

“Never underestimate me.” She hissed. She stood up and stretched. Her heart heavy because she had almost died. She didn’t want to die. Not before she had fulfilled her promise to Castiel. She turned away and continued down the street. Luckily no humans had seen nor heard her little altercation. She looked down at the sai still in her hand. The black blood coated the silver metal. She’d have to clean it before she went back to her current charge.