"Yeah okay so I'm gonna stand here until someone tells me to do something." Eiffle L.
Alias(s): fickLe, Fee
Age: Seventeen
Height: 5'4
Weight: 130lbs
Hair Color: Dyed brown with a blonde ombre
Eye Color: Dark brown
Race: Magical
Girl Human
Job Role: Researcher (Or rather, an intern.)
Physical Appearance:
Small and lanky, what bit of weight is on Eiffle is divided between muscles and his hair- which, by the way, he always air dries and always ends up a fluffy mess. Everything about him is slender, even his muscles are only barely there, his (attempt at) daily work-outs making zero effect on his stomach, flat spare for a little tub. His fingers are long and slender, in contrast to his legs with thicker thighs than he'd like and smaller feet than he would appreciate. Eiffle's face, pictured, is often graced with black glasses that I'm not skilled enough to draw lmao, almond shaped eyes featuring no double eyelids and carrying with them deep brown eyes that space out more often than focus.
Attire:
He wears, typically, either black or white. Black turtlenecks paired with dark-washed or black jeans, or a white shirt with black bottoms, or a white shirt and a white skirt- he mixes it up. Two things that're constant are his red bookbag, filled with questionable objects like extra shirts and a box of plastic gloves, and his red shoes. He's often also one for wearing disposable white gloves, and a mask if he's feeling especially needy.
Personality:
Eiffle tends to be quiet around strangers, but turns into a chatterbox once he's comfortable. That might be a good or a bad thing, given that while he is much more easy to talk to, he's also quite the liar. He likes not listening to people, though his obedience to rules would say otherwise. I.e, if he's told not to do a thing, there's a chance he'll do the thing, he'll do the thing and act as though he didn't, or not do the thing by doing another thing he wasn't supposed to do. Simple commands, however, like "Be quiet" or "Fetch that thing" is more receptive in positive response. It's those real repetitive and in-depth commands that has him zoning out and saying, "im gonna do the thing".
Weapons & Equipment:
Like the standard magical girl, Eiffle carries a gem on him which transforms into a weapon. Said gem is located on a necklace which is always wrapped around his right wrist, so that the gem always touches right above the back of his hand, more often than not covered by gloves. Upon releasing, the gem turns into a staff as tall (if not taller) than he is, doubling as a yellow double headed axe with a second release.
In his bookbag, he carries a number of water bottles and chocolate, so there's that. Plus, he also almost always has a pen (black) and a pencil in his pocket- but never an eraser.
Ability:
Due to size and inexperience, it's almost already a given that Eiffle won't be much help and his abilities do him no good either. He's very good at memorizing things, and even better at rewriting or reciting them speedily. That said, he's become quite good at reading scribbles and bad handwriting.
His staff-slash-wand helps him more defend himself. Wind-based, the staff (lovingly named Lady Whiplash, Lady for short) creates magic circles upon being slammed on the floor, the largeness of the circles depending on the intensity of the smash. It's very handy for clearing debris or a (very, very) quick hairdrying. Upon a second release, it excretes a yellow light at it's top that shape a double headed axe which can cut through bricks or frozen butter.
Brief History:
Eiffle was raised by his older sister of thirteen years, barely remembering what happened that made them the duo they came to be. Often searching through the streets for games to play or places to sleep in, the two had started off in the Free Section but worked their way up to Casual as Eiffle grew to be more adventurous. As Eiffle continued to press for working their way up to be Advanced, along the way his sister got caught up in some shady deal. Forced to deal with the sudden responsibility of being a magical girl, their journey upwards were slowed down. Moreso when she disappeared, leaving behind only the necklace that caused her a lot of trouble and a coin with a misprint on it.
He took charge of the gem instead, remembering the summons to release it, and finding it cool especially when the whole outfit change didn't apply to him. Probably because there weren't sizes available in whatever place costumes came from. It was only a few days after his sister's disappearance did news about the outbreak start to spread amongst the people like ripples in a pool. Rather than join the ranks, he made his way to the researchers, sure he would be much better help there (especially given he felt like he had a much higher chance on being alive), and besides, pocketing some stuff from the lab would be much easier if he actually worked there.
He started practicing more with his new weapon and even took up exercising, often jogging around to see if anyone needed help with simple things before heading back to work. He payed much closer attention in listening in on conversations, waiting for anyone to mention a girl with her face marred by a birthmark.
Relationships:
He pretty much respects anyone able enough to go out and do shit, often admiring them from afar. From scientists to people who're absolutely ripped, Eiffle kinda has a part of him that thinks, "I wanna be that". (will be edited later probably lmao)
