Fubsy

Metalheart

Marcella threw her arms around her friend, momentarily forgetting Lila. "I'm so proud!" she said. Her face glowed with genuine happiness for her friend. "You deserved it."

Metalheart

Marcella applauded as Daniella's job was declared, pride for her friend glowing in her eyes. It came little of a surprise that she was a singer. She had the voice lf an angel, and the looks of one too. The Italian gave her friend a wide smile before some movement caught her gaze.
Seated in Daniella's seat was a girl with wild, dark hair. Marcella recognized her as one of her classmates, though one she had little interaction with prior. Lila was her name, if she remembered correctly. The young girl offered her a soft smile, mentally debating whether or not it'd be rude to tell her that someone was already sitting there.

Supernatural Task Force V4.0

Kite Savik

Name: Kite Savik

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Weapons: A specialized bow equipped with silver-tipped arrows. Though Kite prefers to shoot rather than stab, he carries a small dagger in case he gets into any tight situations.

Appearance:


Personality: Cynical and blunt, Kite is a man who's unafraid to speak the truth, even if it hurts. Though sarcastic, rude, and generally a complete arse, Kite cares deeply for the few friends he has. He's loyal and stubborn, if a bit impulsive, and will do anything to get the job done.

Bio: Kite's childhood was anything but normal. His father ran off before he was born, and his mother parished in a mysterious fire when he was just a toddler. With no where else to go, Kite was forced to stay with his literal witch of a grandmother. Under her strict care, Kite discovered his powers and learned how to fight. He became especially skilled in illusory spells, with invisibility being his specialty. When Kite heard of SIN, he decided to put his abilities to use and signed up.

Other:

Metalheart

@Rusalka
*pats back* I hear ya, buddy.

Metalheart

Marcella gave Daniella a smile of encouragement as she went up. "Good luck," she called after, but her voice was caught in the applause of the crowd. Daniella was smart, beautiful, and charming. No doubt she was going to get an amazing job.

Metalheart

Marcella applauded until her slender hands began to burn. A grin split her face from ear to ear. Pride for her friend glowed in her eyes. She ignored the disgusted looks the nobles sent her friend and the baffled ones given her way. Her friend was a metalheart, just as she wanted, and that was all that mattered.

Metalheart

Marcella stared expectantly at the stage as Cooper was called. Her friend wished to be a metalheart, despite all the prejudices against the lower job, and Marcella quietly cheered her on. Risking some odd looks from the crowd, the Italian gave her friend a small thumbs up and a smile as a silent good luck.

A Tattooed Girl's Place to Gab and Hangout

Those names sound beautiful! :O Especially Pheonix Greyson. Sounds like name for a badass hero or something lol.

Metalheart

@Fubsy the typos are real.

@Lunar

Whoops lol it's been a long day.

Metalheart

Marcella approached the machine and slowly slipped on the helmet, her eyes trained on the twisted mass of steel and iron. Her mind was a palette of emotions, all feelings mixed together until they formed a blank white daze. The machine whirred and rang and, for a brief moment, Daniella's words echoed in Marcella's mind. Would this clunky machine truly decide her fate, or would she?

The noises faded and a single word shone on the screen: DOCTOR.

The Italian exhaled a breath she hadn't noticed she'd been holding. Her eyes traveled to her parents. Their stoic expressions remained, hard and unmoving. A jab of worry stabbed Marcella's heart. Did they approve? Disapprove? Disown her? Her questions were answered when her father caught her eye and gave a minute nod. A small gesture, but the equivalent of being showered in praises. Stifling a cry of happiness, Marcella took off the helmet and joined her companions. She was doctor now. She could help anyone from any class, and no one could stop her.