Hey, everyone, sorry for having been so slow.  I've had an amazing convergence of being busier IRL than I thought and having a lot of problems figuring out how the system really work.  I'm still working on the sheet but here's the character concept I'd like to go with.  Let me know if I need to change the tone or any details to work.<br/><br/>((()))<br/><br/>(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/d4efcf33-b74f-45cc-8587-36660a60a361/ddihc4w-e21519a9-caf4-4a04-83d2-91347647005e.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2Q0ZWZjZjMzLWI3NGYtNDVjYy04NTg3LTM2NjYwYTYwYTM2MVwvZGRpaGM0dy1lMjE1MTlhOS1jYWY0LTRhMDQtODNkMi05MTM0NzY0NzAwNWUuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.LmCOOQDEU2y5XgQSMh12LNEtOuWFoHDubtAyGtsmlQ0)<br/><br/>Name: Azrael<br/>Alias: Rift<br/>Age: Early twenties<br/>Height: 6'<br/>Weight 179 lbs<br/>Hair: Auburn<br/>Eyes: Indigo<br/>Race: Indeterminate<br/><br/>Azrael is not Azrael's birth name but it's the only one he remembers now.  Whether it's from PTSD, physical abuse or a behavioral disorder, his name has slipped away, leaving only 'Azrael', the name he chooses for himself.<br/><br/>A religious compound, one of the last in the western world, saw the birth of a child it could not tolerate.  The fundamentalists saw a brown baby come out of a white woman and lost their minds.  A travesty, they said.  A sign the woman was possessed by a demon.  It's hard to blame them for invoking magic beings since the compound didn't allow a woman to travel without her husband and the husband was as pale as her.<br/><br/>It was especially hard to blame them when Azrael started to grow up.  It may have been a natural talent or the first hints of what would later be an especially upsetting eruption of power.  He grew up tall, slender but strong with rusty hair but a complexion that was definitely foreign.  It's difficult to say whether he's middle eastern, black, hispanic or near asian, especially with his eyes an almost unnatural color purple, in fact he could pass for most if not all of them.  His looks were hardly the main issue, however  First came his ability to simply know when falsehoods were on the tongues of others, followed quickly by his unnerving tendency to not be noticed in a room until after secrets were spoken.  You would be sure you were alone and when you blinked, he'd have been there, a child who had witnessed something said or done that you wanted hidden.<br/><br/>It really didn't take long for them to start suggesting that he wasn't human at all.  The idea that he might be a 'superhuman' never really entered his or their collective consciousness; but 'the devil' did.  Hail Marys were said in his direction, the others hiding their children from him.  He was passed from family to family until he started showing signs of other abilities.  An accident in the kitchen should have left his hand burned on a stove but his skin wasn't even singed.  In fact, people noticed, his skin bore no scars at all and no one could even remember him getting sick.<br/><br/>The first attempts at exorcism were bad but nothing like the last time.  The pain and rage and anger boiled up and his powers truly manifested for the first time.  The compound was gone.  Not destroyed, not set ablaze or broken simply vanished in the night, leaving the boy.<br/><br/>That was ten years ago.  He doesn't remember exactly how or where or when he first learned the name but he remembers the -meaning- of it: 'Who Helps God'.  It might have been in the Quran or even just on some website but it felt right and he took it.  Azrael lives the life of his namesake, considering himself to -be- the archangel, he certainly has the boldness of personality to sell the story.  His morals and ethics are complex to say the least.  His abilities to bend and warp space, to hide his presence, made him a thief almost without peer.  In Robin Hood fashion he robs from the rich to give to the poor.  In less of a Robin Hood fashion he also seems to have a proclivity hurting those who use their wealth and money, or any power, to hurt the poor and helpless.  So far his methods have been non-lethal, focusing on blackmail and intimidation with the occasional violent assault, but it's only a matter of time for him to go too far if left unchecked.  If discovered he would obviously be hunted down by the law of dozens of countries but his distressingly focused abilities that allow him to come and go without warning make him next to impossible to identify, let alone capture.<br/><br/>Still, for all of this he seems to truly care about people.  His personality is wildly mercurial, swinging from a vengeful force of nature to quiet and serene.  He is consistent in his behavior, however, having nothing but kindness and patience for the meek and the mild and able to cheerfully interact with the wealthy and powerful who do something positive with their money and influence, even if he might not agree on the importance of their particular projects.  In fact, Azrael can be said to be a friendly person unless you have done something worthy of drawing his ire which typically includes hurting or abusing those that cannot defend themselves, even in the abstract.<br/><br/>Devilishly clever, he hopes to insinuate himself into a group of superheroes for three main reasons: It gives him a chance to do more good than he might on his own, he gets to learn about law enforcement and how to avoid repercussions for his crimes and he hopes that the resources these groups bring to bear will help him figure out why more and more of his 'human life' is being pulled from his memory, leaving only 'Azrael'.<br/><br/>