Full Name: Larisa Fiou
Appearance: A young girl with harsh hands. Her turned up and slightly flattened nose seem to give her stare a bit of curiosity. Her eyes are a light purple, have long eyelashes and sport some eybags. Her thick black eyebrows and platinum short colored hair make it obvious she dyed her hair. Her sharp-ish chin and long, thin neck look elegant, compared to her overall look of unlady like mannerisms and wounds.
Her body is relatively tall and lean. Other than her dark burn scars on most of her body, she has various misc. Scars around her body.
Her skin looks a bit on the pale side, and her face gets red easily, by pressure of emotional pressure.
Usually, she wears a black leather jacket, sometimes with a black hoodie under it. She likes normal jeans and sneakers, but it isn't unheard of for her to switch the pants and sneakers for a skirt and some dark thights. She likes wearing plain T-shirts, usually with bizarre prints like cat faces and obscure quotes such as “Die Wenseslao Die”
Demon Appearance: Her eyes turn into a full jet black color. Her skin darkens as well, and patches of something scale-like covers her. Every other breath she takes, she exhales expelling steam.
Nationality: Mostly Italian.
Fighting Style: A street fighter-wrestler who focuses in 'ripostes' and quick hitting.
History: Larisa's lineage has been one of succesful summoners. Her family was generally regarded as powerful, ruthless, and courageous. Even before being known as proficient summoners, her family consisted of war heroes. All of her family could be described as: Fearless, bellic, and the kind to prefer pyrrhic victories over forfeit. Those same traits were what gave her burns on half her body, the missing pinky in her left hand, the blindness on her left eye and the silver molars on the back of her mouth.
She was stubborn, and tried to fight with the same demon that tore her father's arm in the same night. Clad in a red cape, the demon only whispered about retribution. Larisa tried, but in the end she was just a child. Her mother gave her the greatest gift: the chance to keep on living. Their home was destroyed by black fire, just like her mother, her uncle, cousin and brother that didn't even get a taste of life.
The memory of the black fire still haunts her to this day, sticking to her scars.
Likes: Painkillers, thinking, hugs, bears, Crystal Castles.
Dislikes: Uninteresting people trying to talk to her. People interested in her wounds. Fire. People staring.
Favorite Foods: Bananas.
Favorite Drinks: Watermelon tea.
Favorite Colors: Aquamarine.
Positive Personality Traits: She keeps her word, and she's unable to judge people. She's sort of an anti-hero type of person.
Negative Personality Traits: Larisa is a bit quiet, and is somewhat self conscious about her scars. She doesn't keep eye contact for very long. She's willing to sacrifice (other people) for victory. She's the kind to think 'The ends justify the means'. Generally, she won't go out her way to help people. She'll only do so if she has the opportunity.
Misc. Quirks: She bites her nails a bit too much, far enough to rip her skin and bleed.
Special Abilities: With Alastor, she has a slight healing factor and can summon a weaker ice in the form of a tower shield attached to her right arm.