Name: Spite
Nickname/Alias: Spica
Gender: Female, probably.
Age: Appears a child... most of the time. She can change her appeared age and gender. None know her actual age, though she is presumed to be centuries old.
Occupation: Stirring up chaos for "her" amusement. She's also a bit of a mercenary and a spy. Sometimes works for Lucifer, but is mainly a free agent. She is easily swayed by money.
Weapon(s) of choice: Anything small and lightweight. Usually knives, needles, and some sort of martial arts, as well as spy instruments.
Rank: free agent
Pet(s): Black Widow familiar named Lolth
Eyes:
Shape- Depends on how close to her "true form" she is and which human form she's chosen. Among her fellow demons, they're generally slitlike and tilted. Among other races, though, Spica generally looks like a child, round-eyed and innocent.
Color- An odd honey color or a deep blue that looks nearly black. if she gets angry, they begin to glow, either amber or an electric blue, depending on their original color.
Size- Depends on her "age," but they're generally (slightly) larger than normal eyes.
Hair:
Length- About chin-length; it's easier to manage androgeny that way.
Style- Shaggy, with bangs. Sort of like a "Rocker's" haircut. It suits whatever gender she pretends to be. She can grow it out at will, though, for a better teen-and-older look on the female side.
Color- can vary between a bright red (the real red, the orangey color. ^^) and darkish brown, depending on the situation. She can also do an old person's silver or grey.
Skin Tone: Generally somewhat pale, with a number of freckles, but it depends on the situation. She can make and get rid of any blemish, but not change the color of her skin.
Bust Size: As a female, about C.
Height: Depends on the gender and age. Her general height is about 4'5". I'll specify if it's needed elsewhere.
Weight: As a child, about 70 lbs, maybe? (I'm not good with childrens' weigts. ^^; )
Build: Lithe and muscular. As a spy and mercenary, she's got to stay in tip-top shape.
Special notes on appearance: No matter her humaniod form, her canines will always seem slightly larger than normal, her ears slightly more pointed, and she has the mark of an eye in the center of her left palm. It's not very dark, but if one can get close enough, they can see it.
Clothes:
Head - Depends on what sort of character she's trying to portray, but off-duty, she keeps her hair out of the way with a beret clip. A black "poor man's hat" is also one of her favorite accessories.
Upper body - Again, it depends on how she's working, but generally, a loose, white shirt in the tradition of peasant's shirts from the hippie era. Or, if she's feeling particularly childish, a short sleeved child's shirt and a pair of brightly colored overalls.
Lower body - As said above, sometimes overalls. She has also taken to dressy dark pants and chain link belts. She'll also change for different jobs.
Feet - Depends on her job, again, but usually dark, roman-style sandals. No heels.
Accessories - When she can, she flaunts the riches she's gotten for her services to some of the higher ranking demons. She jingles from head to toe with bangles and jewels. (Spica generally prefers thin bracelets, a ring for each finger, a selection of tomboyish necklaces, odd belts, and a few anklets.) When she's on the job, though, Spica only wears the bare minimum; a spelled bracelet or ring that could help her on her mission.
Personality:
Likes - Chaos of any and all sorts, messing with peoples' minds, her job, lollipops, a good fight, masterminding heists, gambling, and playing human chess.
Dislikes - people who hold her back, interlopers, losing, being found out, liabilities, most other races, and spinach. She is allergic to healing magic.
Basic description - She (or perhaps he) is an odd individual, it seems amost a mish-mash of personalities and lifestyles. At times, it's almost the incarnation of the mischeif of all children concentrated into a single individual, while other times it acts as if it's some horrible creature created by a horrific marriage of Destruction and Death. It's not a "dark side," though. It's mood swings. Spica has an extremely volitile temper and is incredibly proud. She has very few to no friends; the few she does have are born out of necessity. Spica is incredibly cynical and has an almost solipsistic view of life. She has the ability to change both her appeared gender and age, while also having the ability to see and tamper with other creatures' auras and emotions. These are abilities given to any child of Abaddon, though. Her special ability is to teleport both herself and any other living organism nearby; with a large amount of concentration, she can teleport only certain parts of her body, such as hands or eyes. Transporting things besides herself takes a large amount of physical effort on her part, so she generally pulls on the strength of her familiar for longer trips. This is an innate ability probably linked with her lack of actual magical ability.
History: No one actually knows how old Spica is, and she's glad to keep it that way. It seems that she's been hanging around causing trouble in the city for centuries. It's suspected that she's been the mastermind of several successful - and a few unsuccessful - coupe d'etat of the lesser nobility. No one can find evidence to support this, though; probably in part because of her high ranking in the Underworld's underworld of spy lords. She's not really part of the organization - she's far too wild to be tied down - instead, she is held in high esteem with a number of the top players and has played the dangerous game of double agent between the often warring factions frequently. She's well versed in intrigue and wears her infamy with an overweening pride. However, despite her experience, Spica only knows well the dangers she has plotted out specifically herself.
Past: The youngest (at the time) and most praised daughter/son of Abaddon, known to the Hebrews as Destruction, she grew up a brat. After about her fifty-seventh birthday, Spica was tossed out of the nest to make way for the new batch of babies. Thrown out into the street from her coddled home, Spica had to learn the life of a spy and theif. Luckily, she was a fast learner and easily adapted to her new role. It became her outlet for a power she had been forced to keep to a minimum; she found herself to be a master at causing chaos. Spica learned to love her new life, and, by doing so, became a master in her "trade."
Birth Place: Obsequium
Current Location: [url=https://dicotomy.rpg-board.net/obsequium-f4/streets-of-obsequium-t167.htm]Streets of Obsequium[/url]
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