Jane Wick

AGE 32

GENDERFemale

RACE/NATIONALITY American/Russian

APPEARANCE

PERSONALITY
Most assume Jane to be cold and aloof, which is only true in part. She is a kind person, but holds those around her to the high standard she sets for herself and lacks patience for anyone who fails to meet it. Few have seen her express any form of humor, though she had been known to crack a polite smile in unavoidable social interactions. Her work is her life, and anything that doesn’t further its progress is more of less a waste of her time. She’s never had much in the way for friends, her intern being the closest thing to one she’s ever had, but she is not entirely without social grace. While far from charismatic, she can navigate interactions with politeness when it is called for, but will always prefer to work in her lab instead.
Even with her minimal formal education, Jane has excelled in her field of study to a point where in the past world she would likely have sought a doctorate. She attributes her success to tenacious effort rather than any hereditary gift, ‘luck’ being a word for the lazy in her own mind. Her time during the chaos that came with the first changing humans followed by years in service to the so-called ‘gifted’ has left her resenting them. It is an old hatred that has grown cold with time, but is a motivation that fuels her work even away from the oppressive GAU.

ABILITIES
None, for now.

BIOGRAPHY
Jane’s family was at best unconventional. Joshua Wick’s exemplary career in the American military was brought to a halt when he was assigned to head an ambassador’s personal security unit, less action more traveling. He met Jane’s mother his first trip to Russia. She was a village girl, poor and easily excited by the forging visitors. When he left two months later, she followed, and continued to do so until tiring of him and leaving the soldier and a two-year-old daughter during their stay in southern Malaysia.

Jane was an unusual child, which was the only thing that kept her from being packed up and send back to military school in America by her father. The two never shared much affection, but their solemn attitudes suited each other well. A few times Joshua tried to teach his daughter but more often than not that responsibility fell to the child herself and a long line of every-changing nannies. The one thing he could supply his daughter was with a military discipline and the tools to take care of herself in unsavory territory. The life of travel suited Jane nicely, she never missed the company of other children and instead studied.

Shortly after her 17th birthday, everything turned sideways. They had been staying in Berlin, and she was sent to America the day the riots began. America was having its own troubles, and the distant family she had there could not be located, or did not want her. Instead she was placed into a military academy, which lasted two months before she was transferred for medical training. Most of her schooling was completed in two years, before the chaos made in completely impossible to continue. She continued working for the government, not having anywhere else to go, and offered services as a field nurse.

By the time the GAU began to take hold, Jane had given up on ever hearing from her father again. The new leaders of northern America began sorting through what remained of their predecessors. Jane was assigned to cybernetic research, where she learned and stayed for near 12 years. After 9, any normal lab would have promoted her to research leader, in the eyes of the GAU however, she lacked ‘qualifications’. Instead she was given an intern to ‘assist’ her work, Charles Lane had good intentions, but was too young and incompetent for Jane to have any real fondness for him. Still, her work was fascinating, and the resources provided seemed to be near endless which was nearly enough to keep her content. Of course, a look at the world outside the lab would answer and question as to where those resources came from. Her country, which had never really been her home, was suffering. There where dozen underground groups of ‘normal’, some seeking to make change while others just hid to stay out of the Arcane Union’s all seeing-eyes. Jane never officially joined any, but made it her mission to help. Shortly after she turned 30, she began searching for a ‘cure’ to the mutations that had begun thirteen years before, or at least a way to suppress the changes even if only temporarily. Whatever progress she made was slow, having only her small government apartment for a lab. But her small steps where halted two years later, when she was discovered. Her impatience had finally gotten the better of her, and she had carelessly used highly-monitored government databases for research, the one harmless glance had apparently been sufficient cause for her personal files to be flagged and examined. She packed as much of her work as was possible and got into contact with one of the underground groups, ‘the new American revolutionaries’ dragging her assistant with her. They did their best to keep her hidden, but it wasn’t long until it became clear she could not stay on the continent. Thus, she used the groups most valuable resources to ship out across the Atlantic ocean towards Mundin, a place she hoped would be peaceful enough to continue her work.

SPECIALTIES
-Proficient in hand-to-hand combat
-Training in small firearms
-Advanced knowledge and experience with human biology and cybernetics
-Multi-Lingual; English, Russian, Arabic, French
-Basic comprehension in; German, Spanish, Mandarin

EQUIPMENT

- a poorly forged ID
- uzi + ammunition, illegally possessed both in Mundin and GAU
- Briefcase containing unidentifiable tech, labeled samples, and memory cards
- laptop
- her assistant, also an illegal, Charles Lane
- Currently living out of a hotel

Age: 26
Gender: Female.
Race/Nationality: Irish-born, with Roman lineages. Weak accent.

5'8", 166 lb, slender physique. Heterochromic, with one blue eye and one normally green eye, the latter changing color upon her power's influence. Her very light blonde hair covers that green eye, and shines an almost white color under certain lights. Typically wears in either neutral color schemes, very regal clothing or military uniform.

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Personality:
In this world full of sorcerers, heathens, god-maniacs and skeptics, she is perhaps one of the very, very few to worship God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit, let alone any god or godly spirit. Even while the Vatican is now all but a tiny institution, Margaret herself remains firmly rooted in her Catholic faith, and still puts much of its devotional principles into practice. As such, Margaret can often be seen contemplating on the mysteries of the Rosary in the morning, suddenly stopping to pray exactly at noon and 6 in the evening, fervently praying when encountered with adversary, and carrying devotional scapulars, prayer leaflets and relics of saints. Her continuous faith can be attributed to an incredible coincidence of her family's deep religious traditions and the holy-like nature of her power, and even her family continues to hide any trace of their newfound irreligion should she contact them.

Consequently enough, this deep devotion has also compelled her to gain some notorious traits of the typical zealous Middle Ages crusader. In particular, Margaret often believes herself to have the right to damn anyone to Hell, and most especially condemns Novodeans, GAUs, and, to much hypocrisy, self-righteous people. Margaret believes the rise of humanity's power as God's test on whoever is virtuous enough to use God's gift wisely and gain right to Heaven, and whoever is wicked enough to use God's gift for nefarious intentions and earn damnation. Among Margaret's list of what constitutes as virtue is the fervency to purge whatever she deems as sin... which would in turn spell quite some trouble in this age.

In general, Margaret is very disdainful to the brash, but kind to the gentle. She, in turn, is gentle-natured most of the time, but thinks highly about herself and can come off as arrogant occasionally. Margaret, though, is willing to rend her abilities, especially the Spirit, in servicing people for the better.

Besides religion, Margaret has actually quite a knack for games both video and board (though not really good with the former), drinking, and dining to the point of gluttony (while surprisingly staying fit). It seems much of her morals are simply quite focused on the issue of superhumanity and is willing to let it be loose, if not totally absent, when it comes to other aspects.

Abilities:
Divinity
A luminous form of magic that comes in three forms, altogether making Margaret angel-like in power. She has named the forms after the aspects of the Holy Trinity:

The Power of the Father - Simply referred to as the Father, the energy of Divinity is conjured into forms able to hurt and kill. The Father can damage anything that lives with extra effectiveness against any creature of a summoned background (except intelligents), but is not capable of doing damage to nonliving things.

The Wisdom of the Son - Simply referred to as the Son. Luminous wings made out of Divinity and capable of flight and shielding.

The Love of the Holy Spirit - Simply referred to as the Holy Spirit or Spirit. Performs the exact opposite purpose of the Father: to heal. Rends wounds at a very quick rate, but may not be able to resurrect one that has sustained an injury severe enough to deliver quick or instant death.

All three abilities derive from the same energy pool. Should one ability sustain overuse, other abilities may be rendered unusable upon the depletion of Divinity. One can read how exhausted her reserves are by her heterochromic green left eye: increased use reddens it, and turns black as her energies go less and less.

Biography:
Born within the more Catholic confines of Ireland, Margaret was raised by a wealthy family whose faith was rather empty; despite a large collection of religious icons and even relics of saints, most of them simply didn't have the motivation to attend regular Masses nor take any prayer seriously. This was Margaret, too; the girl used not to have a care in anything.

Around 11, however, Margaret suddenly started heading to a life of "sainthood". From a simple fascination with icons and relics, it all then spiraled into full-blown devotion, something so sudden her parents started thinking what the hell has gone wrong.

Cue hell breaking loose.

Concerns grew even deeper. What if Margaret was to become one of those maniacs on the news? Her family had already began packing their bags in case she did prove herself to be one. And when they finally saw her floating around the rooms, bearing wings of light, it was then decided that it was high time they got the hell out of here.

Just as they were about to leave, however, a crazed telekinetic decided it would be fun to join on the rampage, starting with the Vergilias. When they were then cornered and as her father had just sustained a blow to his shoulder with a rock, Margaret raced quickly out of the house, struck the attacker in the face with a beam of light, and fixed his father's shoulder in a snap.

Though some of the rest of the family acquired their powers, Margaret was still best suited to guide her family while they roamed around, before settling on Mundin months later. This proved to be a wise choice; the city-state would later become one of the few remaining safe havens of the world, and for the rest of the years the Vergilias would then live in peace without a care in the world... while Margaret had her own duties to pursue, as a soldier of the Defense Unit and "most importantly, as a soldier of God".

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Specialties:
Adept at memorization, and knows the entirety of the Catholic Pastoral Editon Bible, all known Catholic prayers, and the encyclicals of St. John Paul II. Strong-willed and motivated. Fluent in Latin and English.

Equipment:
Regularly keeps with herself scapulars, a Rosary and a Miraculous Medal, along with money, IDs and other necessities.

Has tons of religious icons and relics of saints in her home. Mostly retrieved from her old home, but some new ones are in there as well.

Other:
Margaret is stationed at the long-range defense placements on the coast facing Britain.

Prefers wines, but will still occasionally take beer.

Very much loves steaks. Dislikes fruits, but likes leafy greens.

Name: William Reeves
Age: 18
Gender:Male
Race/Nationality: British
Appearance:


Abilities:
William can transform at will into a demonic creature with 8 shields in the shape of coffins appearing on his back. The transformation gives a boost on his strength, speed and durability; making him capable of leaping tall buildings with ease, his shields are durable enough that anything short of hunting rifles and more powerful weapons will only scratch them and his speed goes up to a limit of 100 mph but he can barely recognize his surroundings at that point which makes it difficult for him to move.

The shields he has are all connected by one chain that is bolted on his two shoulders, which William can use to control his shields with the disadvantage that the shields can be cumbersome and difficult to control at times. The shields have a range of 4 meters before the chain meets its limit.

Biography: Born in rural England William's life didn't change much on the first months after the event happened but as time passed living became harder on his village. The influx of refugees from the main cities of England to rural places had attracted powered individuals to the area, some of which left their cursed monsters to roam the land, changing the local environment drastically. With the whole world in chaos the citizens over the region realized that no army was going to save them and that they would have to fight back with their own powers.

In William's village gifted people with offensive powers would be the ones who would deal with summons and hostile gifted in their area with some non offensive gifted as backup. The ones that had more defensive or support powers were either supporting the offensive gifted or put to work in the fields with other normal people. Each gifted was drilled on his head three things: To never use his powers for personal benefit, to protect the defenseless and to obey their superiors. The end result would be a group of highly obedient powered individuals ready to serve the people. William would join them at 13 years old once his powers awakened and was placed on the offensive types where his job consisted on patrolling the village in search of hostile summons and the occasional gifted that wanted to burn it all to the ground.

After some time Britain had reached a sense of stability and the cities and villages around the country began to reconnect, each with its own method of dealing with gifted, either by treating them as weapons, masters of the human race or execute them as soon as one was discovered to be a gifted. Obviously this differences in ideologies would cause and still causes lots of problems but Britain achieved what few countries had done and maintained its government, it was weak and almost collapsing but they had avoided total anarchy.

At this time William and many others of his village had joined the army where they received formal training and military equipment. Unfortunately even with those things and many more gifted ready to defend the country they still had trouble protecting the nation, relying on the trade with Mudin to fund their expenses which proved difficult to do when their boats were constantly attacked and pillaged. In an effort to improve the British government sent some of their young gifted soldiers to Mudin where they would work in the military police for a year. William and the other soldiers arrived in Mudin just in time for the 35th anniversary of Mundin.

Specialties: -training on basic markmanship and CQC but he doesnt have much experience with it.
-Swordmanship

Equipment: Vibroblade: One of the first things he recieved in the military and his favourite weapon, to the point its the only one he uses. Made specially made for penetrating the durable hide of some summons with high-frequency vibrations.