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Name: Sabrina
Alias: Switch
Alignment: Neutral Good
Appearance:
Age: 20
Personality: Sabrina is a risk-taker who doesn't back down from a challenge. Her goal of joining LARCS dates back to her early years; she even tried her hand at becoming a vigilante while in high school, but things clearly didn't work out. Her brother despises Sabrina's tendency to put herself in risky situations and want to always help others. Despite her current Rank C status, Sabrina is fearless when it comes to advancing; she is driven and believes that making large moves would lead to even bigger strides toward her lofty objectives.
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Homosexual
Pronouns: She/Her
Occupation: College Student/Wanting to be full-time LARCS member
Rank/Threat Level: Rank C(wants to move up)
Weapons/Paraphernalia:
Balls: Sabrina usually carries many ball with her, she uses these balls as transportation. Throwing them and then switching spots with them. She usually ends up leaving a trail with these balls which is not so great when she’s trying to escape someone.
Ability: Switcheroo
Classification: 2nd Gen, Exogenic
Description: With the help of her ability, Sabrina switch spots(teleport) with any object or live creature that is in her direct line of sight. The switch is instantaneous. She has only done this with smaller-sized items or persons. In combat, Sabrina employs this tactic by dodging blows by assuming the position of objects in her immediate vicinity and parrying blows by assuming the position of the target after it has been launched. By now, Sabrina has repeatedly replaced two items that aren't herself; she frequently does so with smaller objects, but she wants to advance her skills more.
Skills: In order to prepare for her aspirations, Sabrina has frequented a number of boxing gyms and gained combat experience. When she was younger, Sabrina was also quite good at slipping out of her house without making a sound by switching positions with objects.
Boxing intuition
Judo intuition
Stealth intuition
Weaknesses:
Sabrina isn’t that physically strong and fast, lacking on durability as well
She can only switch places with things in her line of vision
Switching requires stamina to be used and too much can lead her to be tired
The things she switches must be human-sized or smaller, she struggles doing anything bigger
Backstory (Optional): In Progress
Extra Info:
She’s 5”6
She has an older brother that decided to not participate in the trials
Shes doing very poorly in college, focusing on her training/ability more than her education
*Chita could see the red glow in quince when he said he was fine, but she didn’t want to press him*
’He’s not fine, but who could blame him. I don’t know what he’s been through but I can tell just from looking at him it’s a lot’
*Chita walks in smiling and nodding hello to the others in the room, she instantly was overwhelmed by the smell of booze coming from quince*
”Quince, how are you holding up?”
*Chita sat on the subway staring at the piece of paper in her hand. Her shift finished up earlier than usual so she had the time, and she did want to go*
’I feel like I’m inserting myself in other peoples business’
*Even with doubts, she decided to go anyway. She then Slowly approached the door of quinces “home” and knocked*
“I am…something.”
*Chita responds to Draco, she has gotten most of the blood stain out from her white hoodie*
”Not exactly sure but I have some demon ancestors, and some minor powers or whatever.”
"Look around you, no one here is 100% a normal human. I thought I was a normal human at one point."
*Chita smiles as she begins scrubbing at the stain on her hoodie, in attempt to get it out*
"Then I started seeing some strange things, I could see when people where lying. It was useful and funny. But it wasn't funny learning I was something different than everyone that surrounded me. I mean you're here for a reason. This all must intrigue you."
*Chita sat by the group, wondering what ring she came from. There was definitely the possibiltiy of Wrath, she did have some anger issues. But she knew deep down she had a connection with Greed. even the voices were whispering the word "greed" repetitively in her ears*
*as soon as she heard “supernatural studies” she expected the cages to fall from the sky and to be experimented on for the rest of her life*
”So like..what type of studies? Like experimentation or…”
“So…what do you do for work?”
*Chita smiles as she makes herself comfortable on Alice’s coach*
“Oh shit.”
*Chita muttered to herself. She was extremely impressed by the penthouse, but more caught up in the urge to shove as much as she could in her bag when Alice isn’t looking*
’Maybe just a vase’
*She thought to herself before continuing walking into the penthouse*
“I would love to spend time in England as long as you’re paying.”
*Chita smirks. She then studies her surroundings, not suspiciously but more observantly*
’I can’t remember the last time I’ve been in an elevator, I really am a poor bitch’
*She then looks to Alejandro*
”My name’s Chita, it’s nice to meet you.”
“Never in my life have I been called a Lass, I’m not sure if I hate it or love it.”
*Chita responds to Lysander*
”You know I would never want to interrupt anything, but of fucking course I’ll join y’all.”
*Chita says making her way into the elevator*
(Signing in)
*Chita had followed the limousine to the building, she didn’t know why but she felt invested in whatever events were playing out. She didn’t go inside of the building though, it reminded her too much of bad times that got her into serious trouble*
‘I can sense they’re all stronger than me, maybe one of the will notice me and I can reintroduce myself. Shit I’m like a creepy ass stalker.’
“Don’t be an asshole dude. He clearly wasn’t asking you, he was asking someone with enough intelligence to answer his question.”
*Chita says to Vasile, annoyance all across her face*
*Chita watched Daemon and Quince, interested to see how it would all play out*
*Chita instinctually caught the rib, then realized what it was and quickly tossed the rib. She then wiped her blood covered hand on her white hoodie*
“Oh fuck.”
*Chita was caught a bit off guard by the bear, but ended up feeling bad for it as Quince basically tore it apart*
“There’s always black bears in New Jersey. Haven’t seen any in New York but I mean we are in a forest.”
“Well folks, were on the move I guess.”
*Chita says as she followed behind quince, not fast enough to keep up with him but also maintaining a good distance to not get too close*