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Pharah - Overwatch
Scar on her arm from where she carved away her gang tattoo.
ARIGON, Wolfe's Bellicosa, is a chain whip that generates shadow waves as she uses it. Cracking her whip and directing the chain results in sillage-driven shockwaves of darkness emanating out from it; Wolfe can direct these waves in one direction vertically or horizontally. She can also use this to create 'nets' of thin shadow lines that slash through flesh when they make contact--all of Wolfe's shadow waves have a sharp cutting edge on the end being directed away from her.
Wolfe also has access to two eimei piercers which are held in her sleeves (she can bring them out incredibly quickly when stressed) and a bow and arrow. The steel of her piercers is incredibly sharp and keen. Her arrowheads are made of silver.
(URGENT CARE) Is Wolfe's only Sillage ability, and it's one she doesn't even know she has, as she's never had to use it. Wolfe is capable of immediate rapid regeneration of her flesh, in a way that will heal her body in mere moments.
However, Wolfe hasn't ever had it activated. In order for Wolfe to have access to this ability, she must take life-threatening damage; more than just a broken bone or cut. She must be in a position where the damage to her body will kill her, and then the ability will begin functioning.
Once activated, any wound past a certain threshold of damage will heal incredibly rapidly, leaving her functionally immortal in that sense. She is not immune to the pain of this, however, and will feel absolutely everything that happens to her body, even the pain of it healing back up.
( NATURAL SKILL ) A decade with Arigon has left Wolfe adept in it. Additionally, she's pretty hardy from getting her ass beat as a kid. Wolfe can breathe underwater, but this is a result of her parentage and not a result of Sillage.
Has a bit of an odd head for killing things; she can do it, and she has. She sees it as part of what she's got to do, but Wolfe also likes to take the jobs that just involve arresting people and not so much the overt violence.
Very possessive over her food and material possessions, a remnant of youth. Has been known to get a bit menacing when someone tries to edge in on her meals.
Doesn't trust Welts too much, but this isn't for any grand conspiracy reason. She just literally is reminded of the rich bastards of Ravanar who would look down at her and treat her like shit when she was a starveling. She also doesn't care too much for the Commanders (for the most part), but she'll follow them as needed. Her view is simple: for all the Commanders are said to be, they are still human, and all humans are capable of corruption.
Ultimately, Wolfe is more loyal to Crux Fidelis than any one person. She will do what she has to do for the good of Crux, over other people, unless they're her friends.
Shy about her sexuality; her mother was a literal whore, so Wolfe kind of has this complex about sex in general and leaves it alone a lot of the time. May exit a situation where that sort of content comes up. It's not that Wolfe is uncomfortable, but she's just...awkward.
Doesn't drink alcohol or touch drugs. Doesn't judge people who do, it's just not anywhere near what she wants.
Wolfe, when pushed, can get pretty brutal. While Wolfe is usually somewhat patient and slow to anger, if she is pushed to the edge (as with Robin all those years ago), she reacts with intense violence and tries to kill.
Tries to keep herself on the up-and-up and avoid corrupting influences because she feels they're a throwback to her youth.
Born a half-bastard; her father was a rebel who had a tendency to run with the whores of Ravanar. Wolfe has a first name, Helena, but she never was called it; little packs of wild children do not care too much for first names.
It was either be a whore or be a thug and Wolfe curled her lip in disdain for the occupation of her mother. So she went to run in the streets with the other roughshod waifs. There were fighting pits but Wolfe had other business, business that was much more important to her.
They called themselves the Red Knights, and their leader was a thug named Robin. Robin was a strong young boy, but his ranks were brutal; the young like Wolfe had to stay at an arm's length or else risk getting slapped around by the older and stronger kids. None of them were really of note, and the Red Knights were little more than a nuisance in Ravanar, but as the youths grew from shitty kids into scowling young teens, Robin found himself in a peculiar spot.
Wolfe had gotten used to the way it felt to be hungry.
She'd grown used to the tightness of her belly, the low feeling of wanting more, the need to fight for what she wanted; the other Young'ns held a respect for her ever since she'd smashed a window with another's body. Wolfe wanted respect. That was the thing. She wanted respect, and she demanded it, demanded it with her fists from the older boys and girls.
Robin sneered at her. He wouldn't give it to her. He mocked her, called her a whore's daughter, a rebel's bastard. The pack of youths jeered and shuffled and Wolfe felt her face color--
--she lifted a brick and smashed in Robin's skull with it that evening, beat him around the fire until Robin couldn't move, until his face was a red smear on the alley floor.
That was when Wolfe discovered the sickest, sweetest joke of all that life could offer her. She'd wanted respect, but smashing in Robin's brains had been too much.
She ran, then, and managed to sign up with Crux Fidelis, playing the part of a shitty waif who wanted nothing more than the payment a Crux soldier was offered and the security of a roof and food.
Everything's hidden under the surface; Wolfe was fourteen then, and she's been with Crux Fidelis for over a decade. Enough time for her to nearly forget what she was, once. To nearly forget the starvation.
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