Skittlez

Santa Celia: Coast to Coast

@Skittlez as previously discussed, Nikita is accepted and you may move her to the character tab and begin posting in the IC at your earliest convenience.

@Lord Wraith

I’m sorry, I completely missed that there was a character tab separate from OOC. Will do!

Santa Celia: Coast to Coast

Nikita Jauregi

W I L D F I R E

_______________________________________________ Nikita Ana Jauregi _______________________________________________ 02/16/1995 | 23 | Latina/Caucasian _______________________________________________ Single | ♀ | Heterosexual _______________________________________________ Diploma/Certification | Veterinary Technician _______________________________________________ Physical Profile ___________________________________ [+] //Basics: • Height | 5'6" • Weight | 150 • Build | Pear-shaped • Hair Colour | Soft black • Eye Colour | Russet brown Miscellaneous Items ___________________________________ [+] //Notes: • Other | No tattoos, two studs in each ear, pierced navel //Paraphernalia: • Item 1 | Plain silver zippo, pack of cigarettes, various seamless masks

Appearance Details ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Nikita has long hair with thin, blunt bangs. Her hair is left uncolored and any experimentation with her appearance is typically done through makeup. Her foundation shade would describe her skin tone as "Sand" or "Honey" most often. She has wider hips and more muscular thighs with a smaller waist and thinner, weaker arms. Committed to neither health nor fitness, her figure is maintained through partying and eating various foods inconsistently. During weekdays, Nikita will typically be seen in either her scrubs, athleisure, or jeans and a casual top. On weekends, she'll typically be wearing lounge clothes or club/rave wear. Her closet is not incredibly varied and doesn't belong to a specific style. She typically wears sneakers in various styles. Personality ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ Typically calm and even friendly, Nikita is known for spitting her words with an acidic tongue when upset. Nikita hides in the open. She converses with most and has many acquaintances who are pleased to see her when she is present. She doesn't have a lot of people she is incredibly close with, or who frequently visit or make plans with her outside of their schedule. This is comfortable for her and has even helped her maintain a secure sense of privacy. No one tries to get closer than they already are and Nikita guards her secrets that much easier because of it. Nikita is empathetic and can often see from both points of view. She doesn't always believe in lawful "right" and "wrong" and feels that morals and empathy should be a bigger guiding force in society. Nikita is always interested in observing how people think, process and feel.

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Nikita was always much closer to Ezekiel, "Eze" affectionately than she was to their older brother, Lupe. It was when Ezekiel was trying to teach her to snap that she first caused a small flame. Startled, she'd frantically shook her hand until the flame disappeared. The two inspected her hand to find a surprising lack of burns or even irritation. It was a secret kept between the two for years. Iris, their mother, was constantly working and their father had left before Nikita was born. Lupe, the oldest, was kept busy between high school, sports and working part-time. The youngest two were left to take care of each other.

As Lupe earned his diploma, Ezekiel started attending school less and was coming home later. Iris waited up late to spend hours arguing with him, Nikita spoke less and observed more. During one of their arguments, Ezekiel slammed more money than Nikita had ever seen her mother bring home onto the table. Her mother's voice had cracked and all the yelling subsided into defeated sobs. Ezekiel brushed past Iris while shaking his head in his hoodie.

After Lupe learned the news, he stood from breakfast one morning to announce that he'd be starting at the local police academy in the next few weeks. Ezekiel laughed to himself before looking to Lupe and accusing him of turning his back on the family for his own benefit. Lupe left from the kitchen. Nikita demanded to know what was going on and Iris and Ezekiel finished their meal in silence.

In the following months, the divide in their family grew more apparent. Lupe was no longer home and Nikita realized where Ezekiel was spending his long nights out and with who. Despite Nikita's pleas, their mother did nothing. During the holidays, Lupe had come to visit. Ezekiel didn't make it in until the early morning. He hadn't attended school at all since it had started in the months prior. Nikita was at her boiling point. Ezekiel met her eyes, hoodie pulled up over his head and Nikita unleashed on the entire family. She screamed at Ezekiel for ruining his life and trading his family for streets. She hounded Lupe for leaving the family in shreds. Mostly, she tore into her mother for turning a blind eye as long as Ezekiel was bringing some extra money in. Her entire body trembled. She hadn't realized but in the commotion, she'd hit her hands together, rubbed her temples, flung her fist into her palm. Her top half was ablaze in their living room now, brighter than a Christmas tree.

Ezekiel hung his head and Lupe stared at her, unable to process what he was seeing. Her mother was horrified, she crawled back against the couch. "Un demonio," she choked.

Nikita's breath caught. "No, madre. No soy-"

Iris cut her off before she could finish. "Sí. Estas malito," she whimpered. She confessed to Nikita that she was born of sin. That Iris had an affair with a white man while married to her husband and it was he who impregnated her with Nikita. When the boys' father found out, he left. Now, she had brought evil into their family and her daughter was the vessel that carried it.

Nikita's flames diminished. She felt as though she couldn't breathe. She knew better than to believe that these abilities were atonement for a sin she hadn't committed, but this confession had shaken her. Iris commanded that they repent. She drug her to church in the night and Iris prayed for hours in an empty cathedral, Nikita and her brothers only present physically.

For the next few years, Lupe worked in the police force and attended school. The department reimbursed most of his tuition and when he finished college, Nikita was finishing up high school. She worked as receptionist for a vet clinic in the white area of town part time and wasn't allowed to leave the house other than for school or work. She was able to obtain her certification through the vet clinic and it was nearly a year after Lupe had finished his degree when he was at the house with Nikita smoking a cigarette outside.

She allowed him to light her cigarette, as she had lost her lighter and never even caused sparks her mother was home. He shook his head in disappointment but finally stated, "I'm moving."

"What?"

"They want me to become a homicide detective. I've got an offer here and I've got an offer in Esteredge," he explained, watching the ash fall from his cigarette.

"Then why aren't you staying here?" Nikita demanded. She took a drag off her cigarette to try to calm her nerves.

"I'm surprised I've yet to cross paths with Eze in the streets. I think this is a good opportunity to eliminate that possibility. I think I could use a change in scenery."

Nikita shifted her lower jaw from side to side, doing all she could to keep from gritting her teeth. She stopped smoking and stared at the cigarette as if she were searching for what to say. She came up blank and took another long drag instead and stared out at their yard.

"I've told Eze already. I know that you and mom are at ends here. We discussed it, and we think it would better to move you to a more populated area. Somewhere you could be safe and maybe make a life for yourself," he added. Finally, he took a second drag off his cigarette.

She swiveled her head to look at him. "You want me to come all the way to Esteredge? So I can be in a little city and hide out?" she scoffed. Annoyed, she puffed at her cigarette a bit faster.

"Not Espermont. Santa Celia," Lupe finally admitted.

Nikita dropped the cigarette. She looked down and watched it burn red in the green grass before twisting her shoe on top of it. She knew at this point that this was no longer suggestion. She couldn't remember the last time Ezekiel had brought money home. She now realized that he and Lupe had decided that Winters was no longer to be her home and she wasn't going to have any choice in the matter. She also knew she couldn't make it another year suffocated by her mother while she figured it out.

In the following days, she and her few belongings were packed into Lupe's SUV and transported to Santa Celia. The apartment was pre-furnished and the nicest complex in the area, far nicer than anywhere she'd expected to live but not nice enough to be considered affluent. She was able to quickly find work as a technician in a local veterinary office/hospital. Lupe came to visit her fairly frequently and she almost never heard from Iris. Ezekiel checked in here and there, always made sure to ask if she had the money she needed. Lupe advised her to come across as normal as possible.

Since moving to the city four years ago, Nikita has made little progress in her personal life. She pays her bills, stays in the same apartment. She's purchased a car. She goes out frequently and she's friendly to everyone but has maintained her secret.

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_//Abiliites:

Superhuman Ability | Pyrokinesis: Nikita can manipulate flames and fires around her and use them to incinerate objects or beings. She can grow or extinguish them. Additionally, she can create fires to manipulate and use to defeat enemies. She can easily ignite objects with a touch. She is also fire resistant.

Limitation(s) | To start a fire, Nikita will need to create friction against her skin with nothing else but her skin. Unlike a match, she cannot use rough surfaces or other skin. If pinned, immobilized or weak, Nikita will not be able to create a fire. In the instance that Nikita is under heavy influence of alcohol or drugs she will not be able to maintain control over the flames and they will grow or die as they would without her interference. Any fires will also be limited by oxygen availability and environmental conditions. Fire does not burn hot enough to melt steel, it caps at around 525 Celsius which can cause severe damage but is not hot enough to melt metals.

While Nikita is fire resistant, she is not fire proof. If a flame is hotter than Nikita’s highest attainable temperature she will receive significant second and third degree burns. Nikita’s endurance varies depending on frequency and intensity. If Nikita is to use large, intense flames, in a consistent manner she won’t last much more than an hour. Flames the size of her palm and smaller she can generate as needed. Manipulating flames requires less energy than generating and maintaining them, but generating flames is Nikita’s typical method.

Weakness(es) | Pyrokinesis is Nikita's only ability. She sustains wounds and heals as any human would. She does not posses any increased strength. Any combat abilities are limited to that of the average person in a street fight as she lacks any kind of training. She has never needed a weapon so she has no experience with them. She is also hesitant to handle them.

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Friendly | Nikita has the capability to put most people at ease and even make them feel like she sees them as a friend. It's a skill she has developed since moving to Santa Celia by frequently being in public settings without a known colleague in sight. She usually can promote a sense of trust in those she meets.

Bilingual | Nikita was taught both English and Spanish, but living in a predominantly white area meant that Spanish was mostly used in the company of family and a few friends. Her geographic location probably kept her from English being her second language instead of her primary language but it does still enable her to code switch when convenient.

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Cyan - closest thing to a best friend that Nikita has, Cyan always seems to be wherever Nikita ends up. Sharing a similar circle of friends and taste, without prior planning they tend to frequently end up in the same areas.

Ezekiel - "Eze" for short, middle child and prominent and loved member of Nuestro in their hometown, Winters.

Lupe - "Poncho" by his family and friends, the oldest child and a homicide detective in a smaller, neighboring city approximately a forty to sixty minute drive from Santa Celia.

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