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There's nothing striking about Dinah or anything that screams "hero" when you look at her. A 5'5 ectomorph, she not an intimidating figure in the least, and her physical abilities extend about as far as hitting the gym regularly to stay in shape. She's not notably curvy or thin either, floating somewhere in between, though you wouldn't be able to tell anyway because she wears a lot of baggy clothes. Her blonde hair is wavy and reaches just below her shoulder blades usually pulled back in a ponytail to keep it out of the way. Her face is round with smooth features and hooded lids. She sports soft blue eyes and an array a freckles across the bridge of her nose, cheeks, extending down to her shoulders and upper back. There's a small "013" tattooed to her inner left arm closer to the crease of her elbow from her lab days.

Dinah is a cautious and reserved individual, but very genuine. She's mellow by nature and a fairly easy person to get along with once she gets to know you a bit. While she is friendly and approachable, she's careful of who she places her trust in, and is generally a fine judge of character. She's a survivor type, and tends to look out for herself first, but not at the cost of other people. Those she is close to are the people she is the most open around, and the shyness melts away to show a quirky and energetic young woman. In the time since she was returned to her family, she has become much more vivacious and outspoken as opposed to her earlier years.
She's very intelligent and witty, someone who is driven by common sense and practicality rather than emotion. She won't do something unless it is the logical thing to do. She doesn't have much in the way of a sense of humor, not much of a jokester type, but she does love to laugh, and enjoys being around people who are funny. She is far from naive and has a sense of quiet wisdom about her, the kind that comes with growing up too fast. 
Despite that, she's terrible at letting things go and is apt to hold a grudge. While she managed to move past what happened to her as a child, sometimes it still haunts her, and there's a part of her that wishes she could find those people and bring them to justice, the ones that got away at least. Her anger is of the cold variety, the kind that slowly builds up and festers before cumulating at a breaking point. As she's not typically an angry person, this hardly occurs, but she becomes sloppy and emotional when it does.

Much like her name sake, everything she touches with her fingertips turns to gold. Everything, even people. She is immune to the effects of her touch, but anything else is fair game. The smaller the thing is, the faster it changes. Larger objects, like cars, she can touch but it will only turn parts of it. However, it doesn't last long. The effects reverse after a few hours as if nothing happened. This is due to the fact that, on the molecular level, the atoms changed are unstable and will revert back to their original makeup. That is, if what she's touching is not alive. People, animals, and plants suffer a harsher fate under her touch. While the body will change back to normal, the initial act of their atomic structure changing will kill a living creature.
There are limitations to this, as the more she touches, the more exhausted she becomes, and with no real physical powers, she becomes drained fairly quickly. To prevent something unfortunate from happening, she wears a pair of gloves at all times, thin and dark blue in color.

As a child, she didn't remember a time not living in the facility, surrounded by doctors and scientists. There wasn't anything necessarily cruel about the place; she had her own room and was fed regularly. The tests were awful, but the nurse was always kind. The adults were stern, but if she did as she was told, she wouldn't get in trouble, and she saw no reason to rebel. It wasn't until she was 10 and the lab was shut down after a devastating electrical fire that she realize that she had been abducted as an infant and experimented on by a corporation in the business of making super soldiers, or in her case, finding alternative ways to fund the research. The series of experiments she was involved in was code named "Midas", and she was the one child to survive those tests. To this day, she doesn't know the name of the corporation that did this to her. 

Once the government extracted the people being held inside the lab, she was placed in a hospital to monitor her vitals, and it was concluded that, physically, she was perfectly fine aside from a few tiny scars here and there. She insisted they not take off her gloves, as she knew the consequences. Her files were burned, so the nature of her supposed "abilities" was never discovered. She was placed in the foster system, and after living in a home for a year, her original parents found her and she returned home with them.

After that, she lived a pretty normal life, aside from wearing her gloves all the time. She told everyone it was because she was a germaphobe and generally no one questioned it. She hardly ever used her ability, there wasn't much reason to. She tried to leave the the past behind and move on, more concerned with enjoying having a real family and her plans for the future. Now in college, she is pursuing a degree in atomic physics so that she might figure out what was done to her, and more importantly, how she can undo it completely.

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