[hider=My Hider] [b]Name:[/b] Uriel [b]Age:[/b] 39 years, though he’s really 56 in age. [b]Race:[/b] Angel (Battle Angel) [b]Appearance:[/b] Despite his age, Uriel’s fitness and appearance depicts him as more in his late-thirties. A Caucasian male with skin the hue of raw sienna color, his skin is covered in faded scars from his experience on the surface battling a wide range of surface demons as well a few hellion-leveled demons. His pale blonde mane of hair has been said to remind many of a young lion’s, and kept much the same way, messy and shaggy. The bangs swept over his left eye, hiding the fact he’s going blind in one of his bright blue one and the iris’ color is fading. In the back, his locks are in slightly longer lengths and gravitate down to just an inch above his shoulders. they are still trimmed close to the neck with two braids consisting of nine red beads, one for each demon, left resting behind his right ear. His face has a square, rough jawline giving him a slightly grizzled appearance you might expect from most angelic veterans with a faded chin cut vertical through his five o’clock shadow. His height is about 6’0” though he has shrunk some from his previous 6’3” due to his aging years. His wings are 14’4” in total diameter when fully stretched out, each wing coming at about 7’2” each. In addition, they are large and angular, much like a peregrine falcon, made for speed in a free fall and long traveling distance. A silvery white coloring, the feathers are broken in places by old battle scars which edge onto his whole body, each one a memory of his youth. He usually wears basic Grey tee-shirts, cargo pants or jeans in a tidy appearance. He also wears steel toe boots made for curb stomping the hell out of any unwise surface demon stupid enough to mess with his charge. [b]Abilities:[/b] Angelic Essence: Uriel has total and complete mastery over his own body from its basic functions to its more complex inner workings. His body’s combative traits like speed, strength, endurance, agility and more have fall into the lower Seraph range of power. Enough to handle most surface demons and some low level hellions well enough. Anything at Warden or beyond gives him great difficulty, mainly problematic due to his lacking experience with any such being. Fluid manipulation: He can manipulate his own blood and other fluids, from eye to plasma, to make them increase their flow speed or lower it. This can increase his stamina and reflexive reaction well beyond human measures or slow it. [hider=further details] Examples of currently known tactics within this area -Blood becomes erosive on contact, burning most material that doesn’t originate from his own body, after being exposed to the air. -Increase or decrease his blood flow. He’s used this to slow demonic poisons then eject them from his system, increase air flow to his system, taper off bleeding wounds, and even increase cushioning against blunt force blows to limit damage as a few examples. [/hider] Tissue Manipulation: Able to control his living tissue, he can create multiple effects, both offensive and defensive, which give him an edge over most inexperienced battle angels who arrogantly believe they can outmatch him due to age. [hider=farther details] Examples of currently known tactics within this area -Regeneration of dead, gone, or damaged tissue is possible like many of his fellow brethren. Minor bruising can take a second, more serious but clean cuts (like from a sharp blade) can take 3-4 seconds, and ripped off, shattered, or worse can take up to 10 seconds depending on the damage total. Obvious higher the damage within a wound then longer the healing will take. -Control over his ligaments and tendons can allow him to use them in unusual ways in both defense and attack. By increasing the cell reproduction within a ligament or tendon, he can split open his skin and use it to whip out at his foes or wrap around an object. However over use of this ability will result in slowing him down when it comes to fast movement with that limb, namely during the time the ligament or tendon is used, until it is restored back to its original state. -Extreme and sometimes bizarre contorts by increasing the flexibility, ecstatically and strength within his joints. Uriel can rotate arms, legs and other limbs to almost inhuman angles just to be able to defend himself from everywhere. This can lessen damage from blows, blade tears, and more enabling his healing to meld more rapidly though too many will still leave him drained. -Other traits include ejection of foreign matter, solid, liquid and more, from within his muscles and depending on the matter could return the attack in his own way. Example of this is whenever Uriel takes a bullet, he’ll allow it to penetrate his flesh and stop it within his muscle, the fibers hardened and coil around the object, then within seconds work it down his hand where the tendon propel it in a direction of Uriel’s choosing. Naturally not all objects can be handled like but it is one example of what can happen. [/hider] Protein/Bone Manipulation: By stiffing or changing the structure of key proteins, Uriel can lengthen his nails into slight claws a few inches out of his fingers, increase the cones within his eyes, alter key useful organs, and even turn his hair into stiff, quill like weapons. [hider=farther details] -Calcium exchange. This can be displayed in his fingers or bones when needed. Lightening his bones make him lighter and faster while making them denser allows greater weight resistance and more protection from breakage. However, each has its cons as well. The lighter the bone, the more likely it will break with enough pressure and risks shattering it. Density increases weight and slows his muscles, delaying his reaction time for toughness. Key areas he can fuse bones together creating thick, armor like plating for any venerable point. This includes protecting his heart through fusing his ribs into one solid piece, absorbing his nerves within his spinal column or strengthening a joint against shattering. -His finger nails unlike humans, are made from carbon. These can retract to a few inches in length and curve like feline claw, making them extremely hard for makeshift weapons should he ever be without. Any longer, they would risk breaking rather than be useful. Though it doesn’t have the reach his gun or guisarme has, it will do in a pinch tearing through almost any threat’s flesh and leaving it a bleeding mess. In addition to his nails, he can stiffen and hollow out his hairs creating a dense, offensive protection around his head back similar to tiny quills. The small roots are able to become detach and if left within the victim, can be harmless either hollowed out hairs or contain a small, injectable trace of blood that slides down the hollow and directly under the skin or into the blood stream. The hair will grow back just as quick. (These aren’t lethal as they are painful and hindering, the blood doesn’t release until the hair is pulled out) -He’s also able to affect key organs in seconds, trailing from shifting them a few inches and limiting the damage to more drastic, like splitting apart into two smaller pieces. Affecting important organs like heart, lungs and more in this matter will show in his reaction until they are placed back together while the shifting is more to limit damage rather than stop it completely. Sadly, he can’t completely rearrange his interior anatomy to protect all his vital organs as it would affect require his continual focus to retain the effect and merely make his combative skills suffer. [/hider] [b]Equipment:[/b] Main weapon: Uriel has a simple, yet effective guisarme as his weapon of choice. It has a reach of about ten foot and enables him to strike out at demon from a safer distance then a sword or dagger. However, it’s not without its flaws as he needs both hands to handle it effectively usually forcing him to wear leather gauntlets on his upper arms for farther protection. Secondary weapon: As a backup weapon, Uriel also has a more modern yet distasteful 9mm handgun. Fully loaded and a modern tool of the era, he’s not fond of using it though when it comes to life and death, a warrior can’t be picky when it comes to protecting his charge. Namely at any costs. [b]Bio:[/b] Like many of his angel brothers and sisters, Uriel has been born over and over throughout the ages since Heaven’s gate fell and the surface has been come their new home. Many of his lives have began and ended the same way, some never achieving much while others gained untold glory, though this is the life before he decided to edge into regression. It is the present life which holds the most meaning and will set his path, having the most influence due to his experiences and altering his views on the Council. Like all angels, he was taken from his family at the tender age of 13 and initiated into the Council’s system for their kind. It was simple back then. He was placed under Remiel Hunter, his mentor and a Senior. Remiel taught him much due to his approach with hands on experience and harsh teaching, often pushing Uriel pass his breaking point even when went beyond Remiel's duty and right. Many of the other Seniors thought Remiel rode Uriel far too hard though few were willing to say it to his face. These physical lessons mingled alongside the Council’s schooling, Uriel learning the angel’s roles to protect humanity and destroy the demonic scum plaguing the world. Sadly little of the book learning stuck due to arrogance and pride, traits obtained thanks to his mentor. It was true when none were surprised when he turned out as he did: a perfect killing machine. It was the fate of all battle angels after all. It was during his Senior year, Uriel gained his own younger classman to train. The boy's name was Samuel Tyrus and while a bit too scrawny and thin, the boy had potential when Uriel applied the same methods as were taught onto himself. It seemed he would see the boy succeed, but neither could've predicted it wouldn't come to pass. During what supposed to have been a simple training exercise over surveillance became a bloody affair ending in Uriel seriously wounded and Samuel dead. Despite his grave mistake, he had managed to bring the student’s body back before it could’ve been consumed by demons, nearly costing his own life. It was the first and last student he would’ve had, refusing to repeat his mistake. On graduating Uriel found himself back working alongside Remiel once more. It was their duty to watch over and protect an assigned section of Loom, keeping most the human inhabitants safe. His experience with surface demons grew and developed once more under Remiel’s guidance, the pair unmerciful and vicious in their protection against all demon kind. It was when he was 33 he witnessed the aftermath that transpired in 2014. It was when the monster nearly leveled Loom and rattled the Council’s worries, calling them all- including the black winged ones- to the building. Uriel learned several weeks later that the building was destroyed by a demon who consumed a few archangels and many of his kin, all because one angel was careless and enraged the bastard. Like a vulture it didn’t help the Kinslayer also managed to kill his fair share in archangel despite trying to stop the demon. A year later, Judas’ war broke out tossed the whole crumbled structure back on its head. Though Uriel never knew any of the angels involved, there was rumors and some evidence, that a small group was trying to once more populate Heaven. Mostly refugees from what he knew though he wasn’t responsible for seeing them to safety or protecting their attempts. Angelic and demonic numbers fell rapidly due to Judas’ xenphobia, his will unyielding to any not human, resulting in casualties in the thousands or more on Hell’s gate breaking. Among it all, Uriel watched the worse and best in war while he fought to survive among his brethren. It was during one rebellion attempt that he lost his eye and his faith in the Council. An angel, young and black winged, had came back wounded and bleeding, her wings in such a mess that flight was impossible. Unknowingly in her recklessness, she was leading a pack of gate killers right to their encampment. Naturally due to the prejudice given to Remiel by the Council, the older angel lashed out in a rage at his fellow angel believing she had betrayed them then left her to die slowly. Uriel showed mercy against his idol’s reason, resulting in Remiel taking his eye, and finally snapped the dark angel's neck, allowing them both to flee undetected by the gatekillers. That event rattled Uriel’s usually strong faith in the Council, resulting in his separation from Remiel and carving his own way through the war. It was during one of his personal explorations did he come across Gabe, a terrible excuse for a clairvoyant he had ever seen. The angel was hiding in a crumbling bunker and been with him ever since. It didn’t help only one fourth of the population of angels currently lived through the genocide inflicted during the war. [/hider]