Dorian perdu
Cheol a pris une gorgée de chocolat chaud... et a rapidement brûlé sa langue. Dorian grondait, inutilement irrité par le fait que le gamin n'avait pas l'air d'aimer autant.
Vous avez un problème? Il avait été fier de ce verre, d'accord?
-- Merci, dit Twitchy Boy. "Mais je pense que je vais surtout bien maintenant." Il s'arrêta, regarda le masque effrayant et murmura. "J'ai juste eu une très mauvaise migraine, c'est tout."
Ouais, c'était des conneries. Mais peu importe. Dorian ne se souciait pas de savoir si un enfant voulait se mettre en danger. Il ne pouvait pas s'en soucier moins, en fait!
...mais il allait toujours alerter le vice-président dès que possible.
Dorian a lâché. C'est cool. Dans ce cas, vous êtes tous ensemble, a-t-il dit, faisant un travail plutôt excellent de sonner vaguement ennuyeux. Il s'est mis aux pieds, et a traîné dans son tiroir jusqu'à ce qu'il ait enfin trouvé ce qu'il cherchait: un joli petit paquet d'Advil, assez pour deux jours de traitement. Il a écrit le nom du garçon sur l'étiquette, et l'a laissé tomber sur le sol devant l'enfant.
Eh bien, voici un peu d'Advil au cas où la douleur revienne. Prenez un à la fois, et essayez d'avoir quelque chose à manger d'abord. Si ça empire et que l'Advil n'aide pas, viens me voir. Il s'est arrêté, puis a ajouté, et boire le reste de ce chocolat chaud quand il se refroidit. Prends la tasse avec toi. Vous n'avez pas besoin de le rendre.
Dorian gémit. Dieu, il détestait le premier jour de l'école, il l'a vraiment fait. Tout cela en rapport avec les blessures et l'inquiétude inutile commençait à lui donner un mal de tête.
D'une façon ou d'une autre, il continua de retourner à son bureau. Vos amis sont dans les dortoirs, et c'est juste dans le couloir. Tu ne peux pas le rater. Mais au cas où vous seriez aussi incompétent que la plupart de vos pairs semblent être, tête à gauche. Pas bien. Gauche. Capiche?
Et avec ça, il s'est installé pour remplir la paperasse pour toutes les blessures qu'il avait traitées ce jour-là. Le bras de Kitty Lee, les mains d'Aspen Archer, les mains de Cheol Akiyama, soi-disant des migraines...
Il avait besoin d'une augmentation.
Real Name: Dorian Lost
Superhero Alias: Anesthesia
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Appearance: Dorian would be the first to admit that he used to be a bit of a punk, and to be honest, he looks the part. With his dyed-white hair and all those tattoos on his arms, he unfortunately looks like the kind of person who you really, really wouldn’t want to meet in a dark alleyway. He’s never seen without his labcoat, mostly because he doesn’t want the students to see his tattoos.

Power Set: Dorian has control over people’s pain. While his powers have absolutely no effect on a person’s physical body, he can make a person without a single injury on their body feel excruciating pain, or make someone who’s going through open-heart surgery with no anesthetic feel like nothing’s happening to them at all.
Other Skills:
- Dorian is a trained and practicing nurse, which is somewhat obvious, considering that he’s Herculean Academy’s resident school nurse. He’s actually quite talented, and graduated at the top of his class.
- Dorian is an excellent shot with a gun, from his brief stint as a superhero. He could probably give private tutoring sessions, but since everyone has powers, most people wouldn’t bother to ask.
- Although it might seem surprising, Dorian is also a wonderful chef. He makes the world’s best lasagna, according to many of his past students.
Weaknesses:
- Dorian’s powers are completely mental-based, so a telepath could block him out, if they were strong enough. Dorian’s powers have always been particularly strong, however, and he attacks with all the force of a sledgehammer, so no one’s been able to block him just yet.
- Dorian has to be able to see his target to use his powers on them. If he can’t see them, then, well. Too bad.
- Unfortunately, Dorian’s a bit of an asshole sometimes, and while he means well, his propensity for scaring other people make it hard for him to work with people who don’t know him too well.
Subject: School Nurse
Personality: 
Dorian means well. Really, he does! He has a heart of gold, and wants the best for pretty much everyone he meets. Even the most ridiculous of sob stories make him tear up. Hell, he cried at the beginning of the Lion King. Yeah, not kidding. Unfortunately, he has a hard time expressing his feelings. He also happens to be incredibly, disconcertingly blunt. Because of this, Dorian comes across as a bit of an asshole, something that simultaneously dismays and embarrasses him. He’s very easily embarrassed, and occasionally has to go sit in a corner to cool down after a particularly embarrassing incident.
Backstory:
Dorian grew up in the suburbs, with his little brother Kenneth and his parents. His mother was a superhero who retired once she found out that she was pregnant with Dorian, but everyone thought Dorian and his brother were both normals… that is, until one day Kenneth hit his head and Dorian kissed it better. Literally. After the discovery of Dorian’s powers, he was quickly introduced to a variety of tutors who would help him learn to control his powers.
In high school, however, Dorian grew tired of being “goody-two-shoes”. Out of a desire to seem ‘cool’, he ran away from home and joined a gang. He dyed his hair white and got a few tattoos, but a few weeks later, when he was asked to actually shoot someone, he realized that he was in too deep and headed home. He liked the white hair, though, so he kept it that way.
After graduating from high school, Dorian moonlighted as a superhero for a little bit. As Anesthesia, he saved a few people and did a lot of good, but he eventually decided that his true passion was medicine, and promptly started applying for colleges. He graduated from medical school at the top of his class, and soon ended up accepting a job at Herculean Academy. What better way to spend his days than patching up annoying superhero wannabes, after all?