Subject Name: Celica Dancer
Gender: Female
D.O.B: 17 January 2550 (23)

Shifter Form: Yuki-anesa – Demon Variant

Physical Appearance: The patient’s height approaches the six feet, and her weight is consistent with that of a lean, healthy woman of her age*. She has straight, black hair flowing past her shoulders, clear blue eyes, and fair, pale skin. She is possessed of full lips, smooth cheeks, and a well-defined jaw. She has a straight body shape, with moderately sized chest and waist.

*Refer to the addendum for images and specific information regarding measurements.

Shifter Appearance: Compared to some of our previous patients, Miss Dancer’s appearance was not too drastically altered.

Her hair grew slightly longer, reaching her lower back, and her skin paled further, with her lips acquiring a bluish tint. The deathly pallor was worrisome, but there were no signs of malfunctioning equipment. There were no changes recorded in her height, build, and body mass after the procedure, nor was there any alteration of her basic features.

There were some rather striking changes, however. Her left eye’s sclera and pupil disappeared, leaving behind an icy blue, faintly glowing surface. The area surrounding that eye, from the cheek to near the scalp, were covered in what appeared to be a mask of jagged ice. The ridges, rather than growing haphazardly, seemed to sweep outwards, away from the center of her face, in a pattern mildly reminiscent of scales. A staff member, upon peering at the ice from a close distance, reported seeing what appeared to be patient’s cheekbone under the surface. She has taken to hiding the eye under a swath of black hair.

A similar occurrence can be seen in her hands. The flesh seems to have been replaced with ice as well, in a shape reminiscent of a plated gauntlet, up to the middle forearm. The ice at the fingertips concludes in sharp points, as if they were claws meant to pierce or cut into objects.

There were no more observable changes beyond that.

Subject Skills: Miss Dancer agreed to join the Twin Souls Project after completion of basic training, and as such has knowledge of basic marksmanship, survival skills, and first aid. Her profile notes that she has attended courses on various martial art disciplines over the years. She is also proficient in Spanish.

Shifter Capabilities: In this form, the patient displays an increase in speed and durability uncharacteristic among other subjects of similar compatibility. The current hypothesis is that this inconsistency may be related to the patient’s own nature, or previous experience.

As expected, the patient’s Shifter Form demonstrated a remarkable affinity to ice related magic, allowing her to freeze objects and sculpt and move ice to her wishes. Manipulation of frozen, water solutions has been shown to be possible, but attempts to manipulate frozen elements besides water have so far proven unsuccessful. Further testing proved the patient able to control gaseous matter to some degree, as was demonstrated by her ability to freeze objects beyond water, and what personnel have dubbed the ‘blizzard spell’. Attempts to refine this ability to the capacity seen in Silph-related Shifters has seen little success, and as such has been determined to be an extension of her previously mentioned abilities, using air as the solution.

The patient has also been known to dissolve into a cloud of mist. Beyond motion, her ability to interact with the world in this state has shown itself to be minimal, and we had to bring some of the Mythic personnel in order to reverse the transformation. With instruction and practice, the patient was shown to be capable of reversing the change under her own power.

The patient has shown the intriguing ability of being able to store a form of power into objects, a skill some of our Mythic experts have likened to enchantments. In practice, the patient has been able to bind spells in small items, or even tiles on the floor, and trigger them once certain conditions have been met. We foresee this ability to be particularly useful at the time of setting traps.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, the efficiency of this form’s powers changes depending on the humidity and temperature of the environment **. In fact, in the most extreme temperatures of our testing, the patient was unable to reverse her mist form, and had to wait until the room was brought back to cooler temperatures to reassemble herself.

It may be of note that, following her transformation, the patient complained about irritation in her transformed eye. Moreover some of the male staff members reported feelings of unexplained anxiety after maintaining eye contact with the patient for some time, even with the transformed eye under cover. The feelings typically subsided after leaving her presence. The latter effect could be linked to the nature of the Mythic she has shown compatibility with, but we have not been able to form an hypothesis for the reason of the former discomfort.

To summarize, the patient is able to manipulate the motion and shape of ice, send out blasts of frigid wind, and dissolve into a cloud of mist. The patient’s abilities in enchantments seem to work by using objects as delayed focuses for her power. Enchantments placed on ammunition made large crystals expand from projectiles upon impact, encasing targets in ice. A similar enchantment placed on a section of the floor sprouted a jagged crystal upwards once pressure was applied to it. The patient has been unable to replicate these effects without making physical contact with these objects, be it by holding them in her hands, or at least stepping on them.

**Refer to addendum for testing procedures and data.

Background:
Excerpt from transcript of patient’s second interview with Dr. ————, post procedure:

C.D: Hello, Doctor. I’m here for my appointment?

Dr: Ah, good afternoon, Celica. Please have a seat. How are you adapting to your… new circumstances?

C.D: Well enough, I suppose. At the very least, I don’t accidentally freeze my food while eating anymore.

Dr: Does your eye still bother you?

C.D: Not like this. In Shifter form, however… I don’t know how to describe it. It doesn’t hurt, per se, at least not anymore. It’s like… an itch, I suppose.

Dr: I see. Perhaps it will subside with time, but be sure to notify the medical team if it ever becomes an issue. What about your other changes?

C.D: My hands feel odd as well when I’m that way. It’s like, it’s hard to feel anything with them. I can see them, and I can move them just fine, but beyond that, it almost feels as if they’re not there.

Dr: Have you experienced any pain coming from them?

C.D: No. No, I haven’t. Even when it feels like they should hurt.

Dr: Ah, I see. Your case resembles those of people who recently acquired prosthetics, and seeing these images of your Shifter Form, I can understand why. It is perfectly natural, and I expect you will grow used to the sensation with time. [Short pause] Has anything else been bothering you about your change? Any other strange feelings? Emotions?

C.D: I admit to feeling slightly insulted regarding my compatibility. A spirit who seduces men and leads them to their deaths?

Dr: I have been told that there are several versions of the Yuki-Onna’s tales.

C.D: Their saving grace.

Dr: [laughter] I suppose so. Is there anything else that feels odd to you?

C.D: No, I can’t think of anything else out of the ordinary. I feel fine.

Dr: Okay, okay. Fine is good. Could you remind me of your date of birth?

C.D: The 17th of January, 2550.

Dr: Place of birth?

C.D: Buenos Aires, Argentina. We lived there for a few years before my parents moved back to New York.

Dr: Good, good. And you were three years old when you moved? [pause] Good. Tell me about your life after that.

C.D: Haven’t we had this conversation before?

Dr: We have, but I would like to hear it again.

C.D: … where should I start?

Dr: Wherever you feel comfortable.

C.D: Wherever, huh… okay. I don’t really remember anything about South America, to be honest. I’ve lived in New York for most of my life up until now. The only reason I can speak some Spanish is because dad and mom would speak it around the house half the time. It was somewhat confusing when I was little. I spoke a lot of ‘Spanglish’ back then.

Dr: These were your parents, correct? Do I have their names right? [pause] Good. What were their occupations?

C.D: My mother was a translator. She usually dealt with older documents. Dad was military. A big, burly guy. He’s the reason why I was enrolled in so many martial arts classes. It drove mom crazy. She kept saying I was going to turn into a boy one of those days. Other than that… let’s see… school was school. Boring at best. High school was slightly more dramatic. At least up until the first attack.

Dr: What happened then?

C.D: My father was called into active duty. He did not make it back. We got a flag for it.

Dr: You have my condolences.

C.D: I told you the first time, it’s fine. I had time to grieve. Still, after that… it felt like the world had changed perspectives, in a way. I might not have turned out the way mom thought I would, but I was a big daddy’s girl, in a way. It hit me hard. It must have hit mom even harder, but she didn’t show much. She was always so strong…

Dr: I see. [pause] What about after high school? Did you have college lined up?

C.D: No. Nothing terribly interesting happened. I took a free year, backpacked across Europe, saw the sights, and thought a lot in general, mostly about where to go next. I went on my own. It hadn’t really been my intention, but after high school, most of the people I knew sort of… scattered, and I wanted to have different surroundings for some time.

Dr: What did you conclude after all this meditating?

C.D: There wasn’t a single conclusion or epiphany, to be honest. It’s rather frustrating, but, I don’t feel like there ever is for this kind of thing. At some point, I got it into my head that I should do like dad and join the army. It just felt… right. I guess I thought it would make me feel closer to him. And take me closer to the ones who took him.

Dr: That is understandable.

C.D: The hardest part of it was breaking the news to mom. She did not take it well, and I could understand. She had lost her husband to war, and here went her little girl charging into the breach.

Dr: What made you volunteer for this program?

C.D: Mechs weren’t much good against Endola, were they?

End of excerpt.

Personality:

Note: This space is not the subject’s psychological evaluation, but rather musings and observations taken by Dr. ———— during the patient’s stay at the facility.

Celica strikes me as a driven woman. She has an inquisitive mind, and the focus to match it, and the personnel has told me she was a pleasure to work with while determining the breadth and scope of her new capabilities. It would seem some of our volunteers are less fond of protocol than others.

However her focus and drive means that she is engaged when working, and seemingly worn out the rest of the time. She often seemed subdued while interacting with other applicants and staff members in her free time, but was roused in moments of mental or physical activity.

Celica seems to be a well-centered individual, confident in herself and her capabilities. She smiles often and easily, and seems to have a preference for wit and dry humor.

Miscellanea:

In the environment of the station, seeing familiar faces every day and the expecting tests and exercise, Celica often chose to wear more comfortable clothing. She often wore gray, loose cargo pants along with a plain, white t-shirt. Following the procedure, particularly while her body adjusted to her newfound power, she often carried a vivid blue parka lined with fur over the ensemble.

Celica is one of the few students in The Academy to make use of firearms. She is known to carry a pair of pistols holstered on a thick, black belt, usually carrying ammo enhanced with her magic.