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Cori Woods

Cori was proud of her work and took it seriously. But to be at the office on a Sunday was frustrating even for her--especially over a security breach. She stood at her new desk in her new office, pushing self consciousness to the back of her mind. She hadn't had time to pretty up before leaving the house because of the urgency of the breach, so she stood before her men with her dorky glasses and hair up in a lazy bun. And she could tell they had to stop themselves from staring: without her makeup done like usual, her albinism was especially hard to ignore.

"And since you're handling this...case," one continued, "we figured we had to call you down."

That morning she had returned home from Kieran's, and had spent the rest of the day preparing for the week ahead. Her division of the CIA would begin identifying and potentially nabbing empowered on the grounds of the danger they posed to society. The supers tearing up Atlanta offered more than enough proof in Cori's opinions--and the Director's for that matter. So to be interrupted about a security breach before the operation was even off the ground was unsettling to her.

The woman nodded, arms crossed and gaze narrowed. A guard had been injured. Intel stolen. It wasn't Coalition's MO--there were too few casualties. What would they benefit from stealing the information anyway? It was already known to Cori and her superiors. "What the hell?" she sighed, stepping back around the desk to collapse in her chair. There was a third party, maybe tied to the empowered, who pulled off the theft. Under her promotion, too, of course and she visibly winced at the thought of Verdock finding out. "Thanks. I'll take it from here. Keep monitoring and digging. There's gotta be a lead."

The two exchanged glances and nodded. As they left, Cori's phone buzzed. She scowled at it, seeing that it was from contact "K." Interesting timing, she thought, but dismissed her paranoia as she picked up the phone to read the text. Her brow furrowed at the screen. It couldn't be what she thought it was: even she was only alerted earlier today. "OK, I'll bite. OMW," she texted back.

Dawn of a New Voyage / SHUT DOWN

Sloane

"Nasty," she said, stepping back as the sand furries descended on their new meal. Most of them, anyway. The other two remained fixated on her, and made a move to grab her. Instead of allowing them both to reach her, she danced to the right, meeting the first. She grabbed its arm, twisting it away as she ducked under it. With a grunt, she shoved righty at lefty so that they clashed into one another. Then she paused: her instinct was to finish off the job, but she didn't really have a means to kill two with no weapon or magic. So she turned and ran, confident that she could outrun them even if she couldn't kill them all. Plus they weren't the fastest things in the Void, that's for sure.

A Game of Love

@Kyrisse Okay. I won't change the character. Just fix up the sheet a bit.

A Game of Love

I'm sorry my sheet isn't super good right. I'll fix it alter but I'm intoxicated atm

A Game of Love

Cori Woods

Cori Woods | 20 | Female

Appearance: Due to her albinism, Cori is almost always given a second glance. Her extremely fair complexion and white hair is stunning to say the least. Said hair falls to her shoulders and her bangs side-sweep into the length. Vanilla, she may look sickly to those who don't understand why she looks the way she does, but she is very conscientious of her appearance: her makeup adds a healthy color to her face and darkness to her lips and eyelashes. Her haunting red eyes are almost always hidden behind designer sunglasses, partly to protect them against the sun, but also because she's self conscious about the strange color. Cori has a boyish figure: she stands tall for a woman, and she's slim with squared shoulders. She wears only the latest fashion, usually pastel in color and squared colors to show off her delicate shoulders. Even casually dressed, she is usually dressed better than anyone else in the room with tall heels to show off her legs.

Height/Weight: 5'7" (170cm) / 120 lbs (54kg)

Status: In a relationship

Occupation: Heiress, college student

Personality: Cori makes a point to put appearance above almost all else. So long as it seems like she knows what she's doing, she pretty much knows what she's doing. She doesn't like looking weak or unintelligent or like a fool in front of other people and enjoys considering herself independent. She comes off as very serious to most people and generally humorless; she tends to carry herself as if she's better than most people and it gives her an air of arrogance and intimidation that is backed by her quickness in pointing out the flaws in others should they irritate her. This isn't all for nothing, however: Cori is a practical and intelligent woman who makes a good leader. And despite her bad attitude, she's very caring and generous to the people around her. If you need help, she won't hesitate to offer a hand even if she comes off as reluctant to do so.

Likes: Cars, math, fashion, intelligent people, reading, country music

Dislikes: Most people, the color red, her appearance, having to put her thoughts and feeling into words

Background: Cori was born with a silver spoon in her mouth: her father owns one of the largest interior design companies in the Western world, catering primarily to movie stars and famous musicians. Her mother is a retired super model, making an excellent trophy wife--though also one less then pleased with her daughters strange complexion. However, they are kind and spoil their only child. She's deserving of it, too, in their eyes and has done well in almost all endeavors as she grows. French lessons, private schools, hands-on in the workplace--she embodies what every Woods should be in order to run the company one day.

Once reaching college, she found that she wasn't super interested in interior design or even business, however. She had always had an aptitude for maths and sciences but she was far more interested in criminology and the like. In addition, she opened up a little bit and started dating. Her choice in dating had usually been other rich and smart men, but she's currently dating someone who's a bit of a bad boy. They had a rough start, but she's quite fond of him.

Her parents are less than impressed with her life direction, and so they've decided to step in. Anxious about his daughters resolve to run the company, her father has reached out to find her a suitable husband to keep her on track. He has suggested that he would drop the arrangement if she changed her lifestyle and education, but that has only made her more adamant in choosing her own path.

A Game of Love

cori woods

Cori Woods | 20 | Female

Appearance: Due to her albinism, Cori is almost always given a second glance. Her extremely fair complexion and white hair is stunning to say the least. Said hair falls to her shoulders and her bangs side-sweep into the length. Vanilla, she may look sickly to those who don't understand why she looks the way she does, but she is very conscientious of her appearance: her makeup adds a healthy color to her face and darkness to her lips and eyelashes. Her haunting red eyes are almost always hidden behind designer sunglasses, partly to protect them against the sun, but also because she's self conscious about the strange color. She wears only the latest fashion, usually pastel in color and squared colors to show off her delicate shoulders. Even casually dressed, she is usually dressed better than anyone else in the room with tall heels to show off her legs.

Height/Weight: 5'7" (170cm) / 120 lbs (54kg)

Status: In a relationship

Occupation: Heiress, college student

Personality: Cori makes a point to put appearance above almost all else. So long as it seems like she knows what she's doing, she pretty much knows what she's doing. She doesn't like looking weak or unintelligent or like a fool in front of other people and enjoys considering herself independent. She comes off as very serious to most people and generally humorless; she tends to carry herself as if she's better than most people and it gives her an air of arrogance and intimidation that is backed by her quickness in pointing out the flaws in others should they irritate her. This isn't all for nothing, however: Cori is a practical and intelligent woman who makes a good leader. And despite her bad attitude, she's very caring and generous to the people around her. If you need help, she won't hesitate to offer a hand even if she comes off as reluctant to do so.

Likes: Cars, math, fashion, intelligent people, reading

Dislikes: Most people, the color red, her appearance

Background: Cori was born with a silver spoon in her mouth: her father owns one of the largest interior design companies in the Western world, catering primarily to movie stars and famous musicians. Her mother is a retired super model, making an excellent trophy wife--though also one less then pleased with her daughters strange complexion. However, they are kind and spoil their only child. She's deserving of it, too, in their eyes and has done well in almost all endeavors as she grows. French lessons, private schools, hands-on in the workplace--she embodies what every Woods should be in order to run the company one day.

Once reaching college, she found that she wasn't super interested in interior design or even business, however. She had always had an aptitude for maths and sciences but she was far more interested in criminology and the like. In addition, she opened up a little bit and started dating. Her choice in dating had usually been other rich and smart men, but she's currently a bit of a bad boy.

Her parents are less than impressed with her life direction, and so they've decided to step in. Anxious about his daughters resolve to run the company, her father has reached out to find her a suitable husband to keep her on track. He has suggested that he would drop the arrangement if she changed her lifestyle and education, but that has only made her more adamant in choosing her own path.

A Game of Love

Working on a female character if ain't too late.

Dawn of a New Voyage / SHUT DOWN

Sloane

Sloane hesitated in her steps, eyes narrowing at the horizon. She could barely make the group out, but they appeared to be human from this distance. They were still for a moment too...and then started to approach. Whatever they were, they moved in a slumber--but with a new purpose. Her eyes flickered about as she recalled Norihc's words: he had mentioned others but he had also pointed out that this place was for those who had been gifted, better than the typical rubble. And the closer the strange demons got, the less she believed they were even human to begin with. "Gross," she said simply once they were close enough, and her eyes flickered between her tattooed hands.

She was still unable to use magic: she didn't feel it respond when she reached for it, she couldn't conjure up a weapon, she couldn't light the monsters on fire. All she could feel was heat flushing her face in anger and another feeling sitting cold at the pit of her stomach. Was that fear? Glaring, she curled her hands into fists: she'd have to take care of these things the old fashioned way. Unfortunately for her human mother (bless her soul), Sloane had taken to human life as a bit of a delinquent--especially as an adolescent. Until her powers returned--or if they never did--those skills would have to carry her through this Hellscape.

Now that the monsters were before her, they were chattering about meat, and she was disgusted. It didn't quite read on her face, however, and even on her 4" heels, she stood firm. "Meat!" they continued to groan, and they moved in unison, like one force, as they spread out to close in on her. She remained confident, though, they were slow and zombie-like. So when she stepped back as one reached for her and she jerked her elbow down and knee up to violently sandwich his head between them, she wasn't surprised to see she was down to only five. Just take it easy, she thought, looking between them. She had all the time in the Void here, so she wasn't going to get herself killed by rushing this.

Dawn of a New Voyage / SHUT DOWN

Sloane

This world was beyond her knowledge and belief, and Red had left without much warning or time for questions. So, Sloane sat at what might had been a bank of a vast lake if its water wasn't dried to Hell, eyes narrowed against the crimson sky as she struggled to put the pieces together. The strange being had said that 1) she was dead, but how she died or where her magic went eluded her memory. This was particularly frustrating for a witch who's goal was to achieve immortality. Luckily, 2) he had also suggested one of three ways out of here. The five thousand body count was intimidating to say the least, even for Sloane, and falling in love... Her lips pursed at the thought and Sloane reached out to pick up and spill the dirt and sand at her feet. The mysterious path number three was likely her ticket out, but Red had decided to keep it to himself. "Asshole," she muttered, her voice low and angry.

Suddenly, she stood up tall and looked around, watching the horizon. Either of the known goals would be difficult without other people. So she tied her dreads back out of her face and started walking. She'd have to find someone eventually, unless the man was just fucking with her--which seemed entirely possible. In the back of her mind, a fear set in that this was just one huge game to someone and God help them if Sloane got her hands on them. Her goals for now, though, were as simple as remembering what had happened before she died, gain her magic back, and put together tools to defend herself. As she was now, she was only a woman with sharp nails and hard muscles: this was acceptable back on Earth, but who knew what sorts of people she would encounter here.

Dawn of a New Voyage / SHUT DOWN

Sloane Shields | 40 | Female

Appearance: Sloane appears to be in her early to mid twenties, despite being much older. Her pale green eyes stand out the most: although mostly a dull green, flecks of deeper emerald and gold dot the irises. She tends to wear dark eyeliner and eye shadow that compliments the color. Sloane’s skin is dark brown in contrast, and she wears make up to accent her high cheekbones. Her dreadlocks are dark brown–nearly black–in color and are styled like an undercut with both sides shaved close to her scalp. The dreads themselves sometimes lazily drape to one side to the other, are tied back behind her neck, or styled up in a bun of sorts. She walks with a tall, confident demeanor and tends to wear a combination of tight pants and layered tanktops to show off her tattoo sleeves. Toned arms and legs stretch far, emphasizing her height and slimness–high heels help, too. She also has tattoos behind her ear, neck, on her back and legs, hips, below her chest, and..elsewhere. Said tattoos include but are not limited to her zodiac sign, favorite quote, a semi-colon, and tribal designs. When it comes to jewelry, she has small gauges in her ears and long necklaces that dangle over her chest. She’ll sometimes have thick bracelets and rings on, as well.

Notable Tattoos (aka magic imbued tattoos): Water color compass on her wrist that she can use to locate items or people via magic. A tree of life on the back of her neck that has roots that extend down to her back tattoos. This tattoo is what gives her extended life. On the inside of her arm, she has “seize the night” scripted in Latin: carpe noctem. It allows her to read and speak Latin fluently and was one of her first tattoos.

Height/Weight: 6'1" / 145 lbs

Race: Witch

Sexual Orientation: Bisexual

Fighting class type: Brawler / magic user

Evolution: Despite being one of the most powerful witches of her time, here in the void she has yet to unlock her powers. So she'll be starting as a plain old human, but here's a general outline of what I'm loosely planning for Sloane:

1. Gain a weapon
2. Gain memories of her death
3. Gain some power back: her tattoos and simple magic/spells
4. Gain the rest of her memories, maybe a second weapon
5. Gain her powers back
6. ???
7. Proft

Personality: When it comes to people, she can come off friendly enough, though she’s rather apathetic behind the smiles. She’s far more interested in art and animals and magic, but she recognizes the importance and usefulness in others. Still, when her mood is soured, she can be sadistic and cruel to those she feel has wronged her–though, at times, she finds herself acting pointlessly cruel sometimes out of impatience or defensiveness. Needless to say, Sloane tends to look out for herself before others. However, she can easily bond with another over similar interests. She likes being active and loves to travel when she’s commissioned for a tattoo from someone out of town.

Biography: Magic has run in her family for a long time, though the farthest back she remembers is her grandfather who was particularly powerful. He taught her the magic she knows now growing up since his next in line–her father–wasn’t around to do so. While he raised her in magic, her mother raised her in a normal life. In high school, she attempted her first original spell to help her through Latin class: her “carpe noctem” tattoo–and it got her addicted to both tattoos and magic. A particularly romantic Valentines Day led to a teen pregnancy with her first boyfriend. She had planned to raise it with him, but when he died she put the baby up for adoption instead. Then she dropped out of high school to become a tattoo artist. Neither her grandfather nor mother were very happy, but they tried to be supportive due to the tragic loss.

When her grandfather passed, she was left to figure out magic for herself. This added to her stress. She at least had his magic journals, previous generations' magic artifacts, and Nox--a demon-like creature bond to the Shield family in servitude. It was in researching magic that she found a new obsession and curiosity: immortality. She was barely 20 when she dove into research on how to live long--preferably forever. Via her tattoos, she found a way: she enchanted the ink she used on other people, and that ink would drain their life force and give it to her, instead. This significantly slowed her aging and after 20 years, she only looks a few years older.

Unfortunately, an elite hunter from a very old and very powerful organization caught wind of her magic. He was no ordinary human either, for Sloane never had a problem with the average human. It still took him months, however, to fully unravel Sloane's secrets and eventually kill her. When he finally killed Sloane, it was after freeing the demon bound to her family line who returned the kindness by helping take the witch down. So here she is, in the void.

Reasons sent to the void: I mean she was killing people to live longer. That's pretty fucked up. She also used another being as a slave for all her life. Complete disregard for human life and an obnoxious pride in her witch heritage.

Weaknesses:

- She might be a witch, but her body is fundamentally human and she bleeds just like everyone else. Her magic is affected by her state of mind and body, as well, so being sick or severely injured will weaken her.
- In regards to the magic tattoos, if they’re badly damaged or removed the magic will stop working as well.