Description
Hero Name: Fever
Cover Name: Angel Avis
Age: 17
Occupation: None
Mentor: Blazeon
Appearance: Fever is a young woman with the body of a model. Her hair, slightly paler than the color of honey, falls in a straight sheet around her face, unless she bunches it up when it is wet. Then it stays in a glorious set of waves. Her eyes are a startlingly pale blue, and her skin is fair and perfect. She is tall and thin, with remarkably long limbs and thick, full, dark lips. Even her nose is perfectly straight. Of course, this sort of person does not really exist. In spite of her incredible beautfy, Angel can never be accepted as a part of society because she is not human, and it is clearly visible, impossible to hide. A pair of shock-white wings almost eighteen feet in length spans from her shoulders, too long and bulky to hide even beneath a trench coat. She can never step out into the human world and claim not to be the heroic Fever, no matter how much she wants to.
Personality
Personality: Angel, when you meet her, seems like just another person. She is kind, and gentle when she can be, but she does not have to be. Caring, affectionate, protective, she is everything that someone would expect from a girl with her name… and then some that they would not. She is sharp-tongued and fiercely intelligent. She will not take someone putting her, or anyone else, down just because she feels pity for the person doing it. Angel takes no nonsense in any situation, possibly a trait picked up from her mentor, and though she will act with kindness, if her good will is returned with cruelty, she will not continue trying to make friends. She has a talent for analyzing situation, and for analyzing other peoples’ feelings. She can guess with uncanny accuracy just what is bothering a person at any given time, and it definitely puts some people off of her. She is completely focused on honor and justice, and has become determined to make the world a better, safer place for mankind. This is not to say that she is entirely happy with her fate – without any memories of where she came from, and unable to successfully merge with human society because of her wings, she feels lost in the world of man. She wants desperately to find a normal existence, somewhere she actually fits in, and that makes her vulnerable. Someone who can offer her love and complete acceptance of who she is, and who can aid her in discover just what she is, could manipulate her fairly easily.
Likes: There is very little that she does not like. She does love devil’s food.
Dislikes: Fighting, violence, cruelty, death, blood, beef, fast food, angel food cake.
Fears: She is absolutely terrified of drowning, and even more-so of falling, which does not happen to her very often.
Dreams: She wants to know who/what she is, where she came from, and she wants to find someone who can love her for it.
Quirks: She has absolutely no memory. She can be sarcastic sometimes, and yet sarcasm is completely lost on her. She just does not get it when others use it.
Equipment
Powers:
• Flight
• Immortality
• Heaven’s Fire – she is capable of producing what seems to be a brilliant white light, but if you look it at more closely it is actually a pure white flame, so pale it becomes difficult to recognize. It is not an eternal flame, it is just very hot. Throwing a bucket of water over her will likely put it out, or at least dim it.
• Heaven’s Soul – the name she has given the ability does little to indicate what the power is. She is capable of healing others, at the expense of her own energy. She can not resurrect, and she can not heal a lethal wound, but someone who has taken a nasty beating can be returned to relative health. The more she heals, the weaker she becomes, and eventually she must rest.
Weapons:
• Heaven’s Fire
• Hands and Feet
• Daggers
Uniform: She wears a shirt that hooks over only one shoulder and long pants with holes cut down the outside of the legs. Her boots come all the way up to her knees, and her gloves to her elbows. All of her costume is made of fabric as white as her wings, and parts of it are decorated by feather patterns fading, life fire, from bright orange to red. Having no secret identity, she wears no mask.
History
History: She has no memories.
