Nova s'assit silencieusement dans son siège, en attendant l'arrivée de l'infâme Grave Keeper Ben. C'était un nom qu'elle avait entendu plusieurs fois quand elle était enfant, un nom à craindre... un nom à respecter. Il était le plus compétent à son travail, bien que je suppose que la seule mesure de cela était combien d'autres qu'il avait réussi à sortir en dernier. La fillette a dû étouffer un peu de rire, sa blague privée transformant ses traits cachés en un sourire tordu. Malgré cela, Nova s'est retrouvée à l'avant du capot de son manteau, en s'assurant que son expression ne pouvait pas être vue. Après tout, elle signait pratiquement sa propre vie au service des morts. Pas le plus glamour des emplois, mais on ne pouvait pas dire que c'était ennuyeux du tout. Elle avait entendu les histoires et son père en avait fait partie, donc ce n'était pas comme si elle s'était inscrite sans absolument aucune idée de ce qui se passait devant elle.
S'en prendre à l'homme assis à côté d'elle, Nova ne savait pas quoi en faire. Son visage, surtout son sourire, criait appât vivant, mais l'équipement qu'il portait laisse entendre le contraire. Elle s'est dit qu'elle s'abstiendrait de porter un jugement jusqu'à ce qu'elle le voie au travail, après tout, qui devait-elle juger? Nova s'habillait légèrement, littéralement comme tous ses vêtements ont été choisis spécifiquement pour ne pas la peser... sauf pour ses pieds, mais on ne pouvait jamais être trop prudent pour protéger ce qui est le plus proche de la moitié de l'ennemi.
Enflé de la femme assistante l'a alertée de la présence de l'homme que la paire attendait depuis un certain temps. Encore une fois, l'homme à côté d'elle l'a surprise en sautant de son siège. Nova prit son temps debout, saisissant son arme bien-aimée dans sa main droite avant de se tourner lentement pour affronter le mystérieux Ben. Elle l'avait déjà vu une fois, mais il faisait noir à l'époque... Le voir dans la lumière était tout aussi effrayant pour elle maintenant qu'elle l'avait été quand elle l'avait vu enfant. Sourire à elle-même, Nova a pris l'initiative de remplir le silence laissé après le commentaire de l'homme.
"D'une manière ou d'une autre, je doute que ça me manque autant." Nova a dit d'atteindre sa main gauche pour tirer son capot. Enfermant les yeux sur l'homme, elle l'a regardé quiziquement comme s'il était confus par quelque chose. "Mon père a parlé avec un peu d'affection de vous, M. Graham. J'espère sincèrement que vous durerez assez longtemps pour que je sache pourquoi. »
Name:
Nova Blake
Age:
21
Gender:
Female
Appearance:
With most of her height being in her legs, Nova stands at an average height of 5'10". For obvious reasons she keeps herself toned and combat-ready, however she naturally retains a meatier curve especially in her hip and thigh areas. She has long blonde hair that reaches to the small of her back if she kept it down, but for the most part she keeps the bulk tied back in a bun or ponytail. Not caring much for her outward appearances, Nova can be found wearing the same thing in public that she would wear when working: All black and rather menacing. This include light-weight and form fitting cloth material that more often than not has tears from previous fights, and a hooded cloak that covers her face when drawn. The only thing metallic she wears are a pair of boots, which makes her approach just as intimidating as her glare. In addition to a rather dark choice in color pallet, Nova's night shifts have led to her having a rather pale complexion that somewhat resembled the creatures she's sworn to fight.
Backstory:
Nova's very existence is considered a bit of an "embarrassment" to the image of the City Guard. The son of one of their prominent members fell in love and eloped with a witch by the name of Salahyna. Planning to take advantage of this situation, the witch began plotting a robbery of the cemetery hidden beneath the city with her coven. These plans changed however when she found herself pregnant with Nova. Double crossing her partners in crime, Salahyna begged for asylum and protection but before her lover could explain the situation to his father, the man was murdered by her former comrades. Blowing the wistle on her abilities, Salahyna had to go into hiding from both the city's soldiers and her angry pursuers until Nova was born. Seeing no other choice, Salahyna left her newborn child in the care of a family who had been struggling to have a child. Leaving in a hurry, Salahyna gifted but a single necklace and a name to the girl before departing, never to be seen or heard from again.
Growing up with her foster family, Nova's only clue to her past was the odd necklace her mother gave her. Despite its creepy nature, Nova still wore it every day to stay close to a life she had never know. Her foster family wasn't rich by any means, but they got by somehow, maintaining their long-lived traditions as Grave Keepers. Having no son of their own, her foster father raised her as if she had been a boy, training her in preparation for a job that no one wanted. Like many a Grave Keeper her foster father eventually passed away in an attack leaving Nova to take his place to support her foster mother, whose health had been declining over the years. Ever since Nova started actually going into town to get groceries and medicine for her foster mother, she's found herself facing the ridicule of actual City Guardsmen despite having no idea why.
Equipment:
Necklace: She always wears her mother's necklace despite how creepy it is. She'll hide it when in public but doesn't bother when working. The green gem set in the design will start to glow if Nova is near the effects of magic, specifically a Necromancer's work. The brighter the light, the closer the source.
Weapons: Nova is partial to a long scythe, feeling it sets the mood better for her line of work. That and it scares the hell out of the living. She also keeps a dagger sheathed in her right boot.
City Required: A shovel kept in perfect shape (cause what come's up must eventually return to its grave...) and the standard uniform (that she'll wear like once in her life).
Other:
Fastened around her waist is a satchel that she houses sweets in. She has a bit of an addiction to candies of all types.
She's a work in progress at the moment, got asked to stay a little longer than usual while babysitting. Possibly thinking about making another character as well too, but we'll see after she's complete.
EDIT: Ready for Review.