Description
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Name: Danica Grace Angelus
Nickname: Dani
Age: She has been nineteen for two years now. (Technically twenty-one years old).
Race: Spaniard/German/Italian/Caucasian.
Species: Homo Immortalis.
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 122lbs.
Body Structure: Athletic/Tone.
Classification: "Dangerous to the public". Subjective. There has been no proof thus far that Danica does pose a threat to humanity, the supernatural, or other beings, etc. But because there has not been any proof so far, the woman is highly watched over by her personal guardian, Nieght Angelus. Possible threats to any and all lifeforms is not tolerable. Any signs of becoming feral, Danica would be detained permanently or executed.
Main Occupation: Works as an intelligence operative for a major paranormal investigative corporation, P.P.I. Corps. (Private Paranormal Investigation Corporation).
Minor Occupation: Since being on her hiatus, Danica generally will do the necessary paper work for her brother concerning any investigations. Thus, it brings her down from an Agent to a part-time Secretary.
Style of Choice: Generally business casual with tailored black pants and a white button up, collared shirt. Sometimes though, the woman will wear something more "feminine" and "fashionable", though it would take a particularly good mood or a special event.
Languages: English Basic.
Intelligence: Danica has the knowledge of quite a few subjects, though none of it in-depth aside from when it comes to the paranormal. As her job was to collect intelligence of the different species and races of supernatural creatures, Danica is quite adept as identifying and classifying those beings.
Power: She has not developed any significant abilities thus far. Though studies have revealed that the woman does not age any longer, does not have the need to eat or sleep. There is the need for her to feed. Danica's method includes draining the life energy from beings that surround her including but not limited to: mortals, immortals, magical beings, beasts, paranormal anomalies, and flora.
■Updated: As she has been exposed to more and more stress, Danica now exudes a thick pheromone into the air which can attract those that are too near her. This is passive and she does not realize this power yet.
Charisma: In this regard, Danica is just the normal "teenager". She has the level of high vocabulary, but decides to not use it unless the occasion calls for such an action. She is, however, easily personable and approachable in her charisma.
Dexterity: Being a Homo Immortalis, the woman is rather normal and so her reflexes do not yet exceed those of a normal human mortal. Even when she was mortal, Danica never was the most graceful of her class.
Agility: Danica is flexible to a degree, though she can't do the splits nor put her foot behind her head. It would be placed a just above average for a female.
Magic: So far there have been no developments of magical abilities, though the creature who caused this change in Danica held such powers. Assumption would be made that it perhaps takes time or high-stress levels to develop these in Danica.
Current Location: Currently she has been spotted more commonly at Gambit's bar than anywhere else in the Multiverse. Generally she does not adventure outside of Wing City.
Current Home: 6664 Sol Avenue, Wing City.
Companions: Her only friend thus far that has been made is Johnny Izumi of the organization named The Invictus. Another acquaintance was made from a man named Jahan, though friendship status has not been achieved. Stryfe, or also known as Fatin, has also been acquainted to Danica, and she hopes to create a more personable level with this woman who also belongs with the Invictus. Miles the bartender, quite the OCD man is her newest acquaintance.
Relationship Status: Currently not dating, or married. Single.
Orientation: Straight.
Disabilities: Danica does not have any disabilities, though her brother and she do refer to her current state as a disability. They prefer that no one know of the change or that Danica is not %100 human.
Family:
†Mother - Ann Brooke Angelus (Maiden Name: Valentine) (deceased)
■Father - Julian Masters Angelus
†Brother -Jasper Nieght Angelus (deceased?)
Work Associations:
■Gabrien Ballard
†Nieght Angelus (deceased?)
■Julia Angelus
■Samael Angelus
■Pathos Cross
■Iris Cross
-more to come as story develops
So begins...
Danica Angelus clung to John while whispering something beneath her breath that could have easily been heard as a prayer. He couldn't know what she was because surely John would be disgusted with what she was and even possibly... attempt to destroy her. Danica was an abomination to life and her brother reminded her of that each and every day no matter how much he did love her.
For once, Danica was truly frightened.
Danica Angelus refused to even open her eyes whether the gunfire stopped or not. That was an anxiety the woman did not want to feel ever again. "Please... please, I really don't want to be here right now John. Just take me away..." Danica seemed tough on the outside, but deep down, she was insecure and more fragile than any human. That's what happened when you had a life of rejection ever since you were five years old.
Danica Angelus didn't care where they went as long as they were not here right now. Anywhere but here. Nodding against him, the woman stumbled sightly while gaining her footing, but eventually stood straight. Her grasp on John never was removed, nor did it loosen any at all.
Danica Angelus made her way along the room still in John's care, refusing to look at anything aside from the floor or him. "Okay..." He was so kind, taking care of her like this. For once, Danica had chosen a good friend. Hopefully it could continue and it would... as long as she could keep her secret.
Danica Angelus would loosen her grip on him, though still remain there pressing her forehead against his chest now. "What was that all about John? I don't understand..." The woman sighed and closed her eyes again. In another situation Danica would have been quite embarrassed and nervous to be so close to a man like this, but considering circumstances she'd have it no other way.
Danica Angelus looked up at John understanding better the situation. If someone were to jeopardize the life of someone she cared about, she would have killed them quickly. It wasn't hard to relate to his words. "I think I understand, John. I'd want to defend people I care for too. I just... I don't like outright violence like that. If I-I got hurt..." Danica shook her head and let the statement trail off into nothingness.
Danica Angelus grimaced slightly and turned her eyes from him while mumbling, "It's not about me getting hurt..." Pressing her lips together, she went into thought. "Can I ask you something, John?" At any other time, Danica definitely would have laughed at his joke, but the woman was concerned with other things right now.
Danica Angelus took his face into her hands gently as her demeanor became nothing but utterly serious. "Promise me... that we'll always be friends no matter what...?" Danica's expression became almost desperate. Here was someone that could become a very good friend to her, and she didn't want to lose him to her... disability.
Danica Angelus shook her head. "There are just... things about me John that you don't know about. A-And if you did, believe me, you'd never want to see me again." Danica broke away from him completely and turned her back to him. It was then that she looked up at the sky whose stars were barely seen through the smog of the city. "I just... don't want to be alone in this world."
Danica Angelus pressed her palms against her gray eyes as she felt that tell-tell sting of tears threatening her. "Of course I want you to be around, John. I really do. It's just that I have been down this road before, and every time I've ended up losing my friend. I don't want that to happen this time. I mean..." Danica paused only to sigh,"I'm here in a new city with a new life and I just want that to be as normal as it possibly can. Can I not just pretend to be human for a little while? It's all so frustrating."
Danica Angelus pulled her hands away from her eyes to stare at John strangely. "You're immortal?" She would have never known if he had not have told her. Sure Danica wasn't human but that did not mean that she could tell who were and who weren't. It made her stop and consider at least fixing a small lie that she had told John yesterday. "John... remember when I told you last night that I was nineteen? Well, I sort of lied. I've been nineteen for two years now." Surely that would confirm a few things for him.
Danica Angelus nodded, "There was an accident one night after my brother finished a mission. Apparently they failed, and the monster came after him. Well, Nieght was at home... so was I. He couldn't defend me well enough and the creature got a hold of me. I don't remember too much after that..." Danica stopped for a moment and tucked some loose hair behind her ear. "We don't know what kind of creature it was... but I don't have to eat, I don't have to sleep, I don't age anymore. And no, I don't drink blood either if that's what you're thinking. It wasn't a vampire." She would then half way smile at John, "And yeah, technically I am twenty one, I hope that doesn't bother you too much."
Danica Angelus shrugged while rubbing the tops of her arms. "I've no idea where it is at all, but hopefully not here in Wing City. But don't say it's dangerous. One day I could become feral like it..." A shiver of fear ran down her back, and Danica shifted uncomfortably. "Anyway, no I don't have some sort of super human ability. I can't lift cars, or run super fast; nothing like that. I'm just normal really aside from having to well, feed. That's a little harder to explain..."
Danica Angelus stared at the jacket for a moment before finally accepting it. "Thank you, John. You didn't have to really..." It put a smile on her face again, lifting her mood dramatically. At least he knew what she was, and stayed. "Do you always... dress like that under your coat?" Danica eyed him, that eye brow arched high upon her forehead.
Danica Angelus bit down on her bottom lip while looking back at the bar. Her brother would definitely freak out if she wasn't back assuming Danica had gone on some sort of feeding frenzy or went feral. "You know what... why not?" Oh she was going to be in so much trouble in the morning. "We did agree on that one night stand for night number two." As she said this, Danica grinned at him playfully while holding up two fingers.
Danica Angelus blushed rather dark. "um... John, I was kind of joking. I think I'd pass out if you tried anything like that with me. How about we just put a movie on and go to sleep?" Danica cleared her throat and took his hand.
Danica Angelus groaned slightly while walking with him. "Oh shut up, John!That's... that's not funny!" She tried to act angry, but in all reality, Danica was humored.
Danica Angelus came down the stairs with wild hair haloing her head while her hands were shoved down her jeans pockets. A small smile still resided on her lips as memories of last night remained quite fresh in her mind. When she reached the bottom, Danica stopped and pulled a phone out of John's coat which, by accident she still had. Should she answer it? "Oops... John's phone. Uhh... shit." Danica didn't want to wake him up, but it could have been important.
Danica Angelus noticed a woman walking her way and she quickly shoved the phone back into his pocket. "I think that would be none of your business. They are a friends, that's all you need to know." Danica was becoming quite defense now. Who was this woman and why was she asking about John's things? Maybe it was bad to leave the room before he woke up...
Danica Angelus blinked at the woman. Incredible. "You're his sister? He didn't mention having a sister while we spoke last night. Um... I suppose he gave me his coat while we were in the alley after the shooting last night. Then we went to his room, watched a movie, and fell asleep." Danica would sigh before answering the other question. "And John is upstairs still sleeping. I am a friend. And no. Happy now?"