[hider=Julia Kray][u][b]Name:[/b][/u] Julia Kray

[u][b]Known Aliases:[/b][/u] The Black Death

[u][b]Age:[/b][/u] 28

[u][b]Appearance:[/b][/u] [hider=Julia][img]https://paintable.cc/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/Digital-Painting-Inspiration-12-1.jpg[/img][/hider]

Julia stands at 5"6 and 125lbs with a 'healthy' build and a now pallid complexion made all the worse by her constantly haunted eyes and ever-growing crow's feet, brought on by a lack of restful nights. Her hair is just past shoulder length, light chestnut and well-maintained, as cleanliness and grooming are now sanctuaries that Julia enjoys as calming activities to break up the monotony of cell life. Her eyes are brown and dull, though once may have been slightly more vibrant and bright.

[u][b]Psyche Profile:[/b][/u] Julia is a generally well-behaved inmate who keeps her head down and never makes any trouble. She never tries to leave her cell without her gloves and every time she is prompted to, she puts them on without complaint.The one avenue where she might possibly cause trouble is her desperation to not seem like a frail doormat the other inmates can push around as a weak link. She is often seeking comfort by slipping back into old routines, so treats the wardens and guards more as middle-management team leaders than as enemies or authority figures. Going along with them is just…part of the job.

[u][b]Background:[/b][/u] It’s unknown how Julia Kray got her powers. Even Julia Kray can’t remember the night clearly. She recalls brief flashes of holding a glowing blue orb in her hands, and the sensation of burning that she felt from her pals and fingertips, but cannot remember what the Orb was, why she had grabbed it, or what happened next. Her next memory was of waking up in a field several miles out from the City.

Julia lived in Glasgow, Scotland, and worked in an office answering phones all day. Her life wasn’t exciting. She lived in a third floor apartment several train stops away from her work, and commuted every day. She was single, had no pets, didn’t know her neighbors, and only saw her parents once every few months. And she had no intention of changing a thing.

She doesn’t remember how it happened. Whether she grabbed, was grabbed, or simply brushed against them. She remembered the strange man dying in front of her as visible black streaks were running up his veins from the spot their hands had touched, spreading to his entire body, and he collapsed in spasms and convulsions. She remembered the dreams of onlookers, They fled in terror. And so did she. Some people tried to stop her, to grab her. she snatched their hands away, or shoved them. She didn’t look back. She just wanted to get somewhere that wasn’t there. It was as if she was running from herself too.

In her apartment the next day, she saw her terrified face everywhere, plastered on every news channel and paper. ‘The Black Death’, they were calling her. A terrorist. A murderer. A Supervillain. Eleven people, she’d killed that day. She went to the bathroom and threw up. The police came to her house and she was so scared, so terrified of facing down the barrels of their pistols. Every shout and command barked and screamed at her, caused her to flinch and her eyes to twitch. She lunged at them, hands outstretched, knowing that she was killing them. Then she ran again.

It was famous and beloved British Superhero The Guardian who finally found her, crumpled under a tree in the woods. She warned him not to come. She warned him to stay away from her. But he didn’t listen.

She turned herself in that day. Still holding back tears. She just wanted to be somewhere quiet and safe now, where the pain might stop. She didn’t care if that was prison.

Julia Kray, The Black Death, is one of the most hated and reviled figures in British history, infamous the world over, for being the Supervillain who killed The Guardian.

[u][b]Skills, Talents and Learning:[/b][/u] Julie has good conversational and diplomatic skills on account of her customer-facing job and ordinary social life. Mercenaries, murderers, aliens and mysterious beings may be far more skilled and knowledgeable than Julia, but could they fit seamlessly into society without standing out? She can also cook pretty well.

[u][b]Power(s) and Capabilities:[/b][/u] The palms and fingertips of Julia’s hands will spread a fast-acting, highly potent toxin through the bloodstream/capillary system of any living thing that she touches within seconds. And unless the recipient is immune to poisons or toxins, or can sever the infected flesh fast enough, that will mean death. Julia doesn’t even know whether or not this power will work on her, and is scared to find out, so never touches her own body with her bare hands

[u][b]Power Limits:[/b][/u] Besides Julia’s own reluctance to leave her hands uncovered for very long, let alone touch others, means that she’s in-effect limiting herself. Her power is also reliant on touch and Julia herself is untrained giving it a very poor range and making it easy for skilled individuals to avoid if the need arose, or even attack her from a distance, where she would be at their mercy.

[u][b]Known Vulnerabilities:[/b][/u] Julia’s hands are almost constantly covered, whether by her own volition or by her secure cuff-gloves, so she is rarely a threat to anybody while an inmate at the prison. Coupled with that, she is an ordinary human. A Civilian, in fact. Not even so much as a self-defence class under her belt. Getting stabbed with a ball-point pen to the shoulder would put her in the infirmary.

[u][b]Motives:[/b][/u] Julia doesn’t have any goals as much as she has dreams. There’s no finish line in sight but she has a carrot on a stick to keep her running and that carrot is the dream that one day she can return to a normal life of relative anonymity. Maybe to even have a family and a circle of friends one day.

[u][b]Recommended Containment Procedures:[/b][/u] She is not allowed to be interacted with, given food, or her door to be opened unless she has put on special gloves that lock around her wrists and prevent her hands from coming in direct contact with anything.[/hider]