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[i]"Over wounded Angel, perfect Huntress frozen inside."[/i][/center]

[b]Appearance:[/b] Volumes of lengthy chestnut colored tresses with faded auburn streaks cascade wildly at the Honduran's sides. A style consisting of grunge chic where ripped denim jeans, oversize off the shoulder shirts, and tattered jackets adorn a slender yet curvy five foot six figure. Her body from the torso down including her arms are covered with non-self-inflicted flesh toned scars thus her reason for favoring long sleeved shirts. Vivid russet hues smolder yet accentuate angelic facial features. As for body modifications unlike her brother who is covered, she dons few. Besides venom tongue piercings both wrists bare ink in another language.  

[b]Name:[/b] Luna Flores

[b]Age:[/b] 21

[b]Gender:[/b] Female

[b]Sexuality:[/b] Straight

[b]Study:[/b] Majoring in Art

[b]Brief bio/personality traits:[/b] Hours turned into days which turned into months locked in darkness, afraid she would never see the sun or her brother again. That group changed her life when they snatched her away, taking everything but her memories. She has learned to deal with the past by simply locking it away in the back of her mind, adapting to change with ease. Unlike her brother, she has learned to cherish every gloomy day and find the beauty in decay. The only evidence of those fateful months engraved all over her slim body. 

Luna is a bit straight-laced not bothering with abusing substances or narcotics; matter-of-factly she’d rather stay safely inside painting on a canvas. She is more often than not a timidly shy soul but her ancestral roots occasionally show themselves by her sassy nature. Regardless of a horrific coming of age story one would never know the horrors she was put through. She is her brother’s sanity, trying her best to support him as he continues to spiral downward all the while comforting him with a warm smile. 

[b]Theme song:[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qg3mhoHjdXE&list=PLjhO8ButONv_n3BkNzFiGorDgMpGttYue&index=3]Killer Be Killed - Snakes of Jehovah[/url]  


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[i]"Please tell Lucifer he can't have this one."[/i][/center]

[b]Appearance:[/b] Onyx hair is styled in a perfectly tousled faux hawk atop his head un-spiked, while facial hair is preserved in an anchor goatee. The first feature one would notice about Dez is his intense hazel eyes much the same as his sisters, and a momentous amount of ink. He is quite toned and much taller than Luna though they both dress in a similar style. He tends to look much more put together than she does and prefers bolder choices in design and accessories.

[b]Name:[/b] Desmond aka Dez Flores

[b]Age:[/b] 24

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Sexuality:[/b] Pansexual 

[b]Study:[/b] Has a Bachelors in Music 

Currently studying Graphic Design for the hell of it

[b]Brief bio/personality traits:[/b] Dez can never forgive himself for what happened to his little sister. The memory forever embedded into his mind. Just like that, he had turned away for a second and she was gone in an SUV with tinted windows. It was a miracle they found her alive but it had been months and she had been...forever changed. Even though she pretends the event never happened, he is plagued by nightmares that not even narcotics and alcohol can ease. On the outside he seems spontaneous, sociable, and a bit mischievous; on the inside he is just another wreck held together by a string. 

[b]Theme song:[/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8HY6AwtnxBM&index=4&list=PLjhO8ButONv_n3BkNzFiGorDgMpGttYue]Mastodon - Crack the Skye[/url]