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Secret ID: Vesta 'Ves' Petrakis
Alias: Argonaut
Age: 18
Home Location: Themyscria, althought she is currently situated in Metropolis.
Powers:
-Enhanced aspects of the human body
-Flight
-Healing factor
Weaknesses:
-Naivety
-Piercing weapons hurt her more than any other kind.
Equipment:
-Lasso of truth
-Bracelets of submission
-Tiara(explained below)
-A sword (Used only in extreme emergencies)
Appearance: [hider=Ves][center] Vesta stands at a whopping 7 foot. She has a lightly muscular physique that does not represent her true strength by far. Her hair reaches down to her lower back and is a raven black. Vesta's skin is more pale than it is tan, although not pale enough to actually make any obvious comment about it. Her eyes are a piercing blue and are easily recognizable among other eyes. Her equipment is similar to her sisters, both in style and hue except with Vesta's having darker shades of each colour overall, and with the blue being replaced with black. While much of the equipment that Vesta received remains the same, the bracers have suffered a design change that has made them longer and more stylized. Along with this, the tiara has been replaced with a sort of metal headband that can be used as a throwing weapon alike the tiara. 

Her costume is much more modern than her sisters, and while she retains a similar sort of breastplate, hers goes up to her neck rather than stopping below her shoulders. She also has tight fitting black trousers under a small amount of armour along with boots. All of her armour is styled around the Amazons.

When off mission, Ves can usually be seen wearing some sort of band T-shirt along with jeans and whatnot. She hasn't really adapted to the fashion of the outside world and it took Diana some time to explain to her that going out in a toga isn't really socially acceptable.
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Personality: 
Vesta is rather naive but also very courageous and willing to help anyone who needs it. A well of compassion, Vesta treats everyone equally no matter their creed, race or gender. To the point where she'd rather convince a racist to change their ways rather than attack them. Vesta tries to make jokes, but they often fall flat because of her lack of knowledge about the outside worlds customs and whatnot. While she displays a great degree of confidence, Vesta is deeply insecure and often talks about how much better her sister is when people compliment her.

The one thing that Ves is most interested in is 80s music. Her favourite band is The Smiths and even mentioning them in a positive light can make just about anyone her new best friend. 
Password: Titan
BRIEF Bio: 
Vesta was born on the mythical isle of Themyscria. Vesta, like her sister, Diana was 'born' through her 'mother', Hippolyta creating her with clay and the soul of an unborn baby. Vesta was born quite a few years after Diana who had left Themyscria before Vesta had even begun her training.

Vesta's training began when she was around 15. Her training was a tough and rigorous regime, exhausting both her body and her mind while strengthening them at the same time. Much more emphasis was based around her mental skills though, as she was never really meant to be a warrior, just a trainer. Vesta was kept oblivious to the technology and customs of the outside world, only learning what a boy was after Diana visited home and told Vesta various things about the outside world. Of course, Vesta was still quite young and the explanation was cut short of "Girls, but with hair on their chins" and Vesta was left mostly in the dark about men. 

Vesta was never intended to leave Themyscria at all, instead being trained to defend it from any danger and so she could train any new Amazons to a much more efficient rate than before. However, Vesta was curious and yearned to see the outside world after speaking with her sister rather often. Eventually, after much pestering, she was allowed to visit the outside world with Hippolyta thinking that she'd prefer the comfort of home to the harshness of the 'real' world. Of course, she was wrong.

During her short visit to the outside world, Vesta was contacted by Robin and subsequently got her arse kicked with the rest of the 'team' in the fight that concluded with Robins death. Shortly after, Hippolyta had equipment similar to that of, Diana's made for Vesta in order to help her better defend herself. Of course, Vesta isn't well versed in the use of this equipment just yet but is getting the hang of using them as quickly as she can. 

Vesta loved the outside world. Diana showed her how differing the technology and culture was to that of Themyscria and Vesta finally saw a man. Although while she has seen a man she still confuses non-bearded men for women every now and then. She was allowed to stay in Metropolis, cutting her training short and leaving her under the supervision of her sister. 
Notes: 
-Favourite band is "The Smiths"
-Has a major crush on a young David Bowie
-Favourite colour is purple
-Her favourite song is "Love and Pride" by King, although this changes frequently.
Sample Post: 
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Vesta dodged under the knife of her attacker. Attacker was a generous way to put it, he hadn't landed a hit on her yet. She dodged left of one swipe and right of another, unhooking her lasso and unfurling it in one flick of her wrist. She jumped back as the attacker sent a jab towards her before swinging her arm back and sending the lasso forward in one fell swoop. The lasso affixed itself around the thugs wrist, and with one tug he was sent tumbling into the wall. 

Vesta flew through the air with the grace of an eagle. Swooping between buildings and under cranes as if she were born of bird herself. She looked down to the terrified criminal she held in her sturdy grip. Her mind drifted back to hearing what various other superheroes had said on the news. They usually said something dramatic and heroic to the criminal in a time like this and Vesta would be damned if she couldn't think of something cool and inspirational to say.
[color=Aquamarine]"Young Lady that is no way to act"[/color] She said, an obvious lack of inspiration or any semblance of cool. She saw the assailant turn their head to her with a puzzled look growing on their face.
"Young Lady?" They spoke "I'm a man!" He screamed, visibly distressed and insecure about his appearance. Vesta furrowed her brow in confusion before the confusion turned to embarrassment and her cheeks grew red.
[color=Aquamarine]"But you have long hair?"[/color] She said, visibly confused. The thug, equally confused asked
"So?" In a seemingly calm voice for the current situation. Vesta didn't answer, she just looked forward and left the man to stew in his own anxiety. This was the second time this week that she'd mistaken a man for a woman, and it was only Wednesday. She made haste to reach the police station and drop off the criminal before things got even more awkward.

Vesta returned to her small apartment late that night. She was surprised to find a letter left on her bed. She opened the letter with intrigue and was confused to find a meeting place written on the paper. She debated going, but ultimately decided there was little point in not going and made a mental note of the date of said meeting.
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