Name: Leonce Armistead Alias(s): Sol Age: 21 Affiliations: I dabble here and there Factions: Who wants to know? Description: Reference Leonce stands just above average, clocking in at 5'11. He sports a pseudo-hawk as his go-to hairstyle, his hair naturally white as snow from two thirds of the way up the right side of his head to the bottom of his hairline on the left side, leaving a strip of chestnut coloured hair. His eyes are notably his most unusual feature, even when compared to his white hair, tattoos, and piercings due to his glowing golden irises and ivory pupils. Leonce has a lithe build with a muscular frame, his body lacking the weight of a brawler, while still having the physicality of a ballet dancer. His six years as a male ballet dancer are also an incredibly well guarded secret. In Costume Sol wears a mask. It's sort of a necessity as he is technically an unregistered meta and as a result, has a kill on sight order which would be much more of a nuisance if his real identity were known. His costume is similar to a knight in the way that a smartphone is similar to ENIAC; His costume is the new sleek, hyper functional, suit made for the modern knight. It fits his body well, lining his torso and limbs with protective plating while his joints and neck are guarded by an impact dispersion system not that different from chain mail. His boots are lined with short-burst thrusters capable of letting out bursts up to .5 seconds long which can propel him up to ten meters in any direction. His gloves and boots are lined with deployable nanohooks which can help him easily scale any surface. Powers: God's Revolvers When Leonce makes an L shape with his thumb and pointer, imitating a gun, he's using the bread and butter of his power. His fingertips will glow as is touched by holy light and out will come a ray of light to wash over his targets. Unlike your normal light-based meta, instead of doing harm, it undoes any pain or suffering of those hit. Wounds rapidly heal, both new and old. He gets one shot per day per revolver so he can't waste a single shot. Sweet Touch If Leonce gets in close and puts his hands on an afflicted area, at the cost of his own life force, he can undo injuries of the highest degree, though with severity comes time and more resources. The only thing limiting this is how ever much life he still has left in him. Well of Life Within Leonce exists a well of energy that he can tap into to either bolster his own health or heal others. Due to this Leonce is functionally immortal, his aging having come to a screeching halt, his immune system developing hyper-immunoefficiency, and his cells in a near continual state of replenishing themselves. His personal healing factor, if he were well enough known, would be hailed for its strength. He's had a blade slice through his neck, his skin, muscle, and bone repairing and reattaching itself even before the blade had finished exiting his body. The only catch is that if he expends his daily supply of energy, he can no longer heal himself. Healing himself requires a near infinitesimal amount of energy, while healing others requires a much greater amount. Thankfully he has noticed that with age and with practice, like a muscle his energy supply grows greater. Skills: Well experienced street fighter, quick to action, good with repairing and maintaining advanced equipment, has mad social media game Equipment: A slick set of armour and a hideout in an undisclosed location in the shitty part of town Ranking: Yes Brief History: WIP (Would be more fun to reveal as the RP goes on)