Charisma<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Bar<br/><strong>Tags</strong>: Demona, Zero, Tork, Bartender (and anyone else at the bar or caring to watch)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Charisma Fairchild (Angel)</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://www.krasa.by/assets/images/news/Escada_Desire_Me_13.jpg)<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><em>But... you know, with wings.</em></span></div> </div><strong>Name:</strong> Charisma Fairchild<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong> 25<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong> Angel<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong>  Charisma is gorgeous; a pure and flawless classical beauty.  Her skin has the color of veinless white marble, being just a touch of grey and pink off true colorlessness.  Her face is finely sculpted and even she is occasionally distracted by her own beauty, especially her extremely alluring eyes.  Her hair is dyed a gentle brown from its natural lustrous blonde.  Charisma's wings are large and formed of white feathers. <br/><br/><strong>Sexual Preference:</strong> Prefers strong alpha male bad boy types.  She likes her men rough, almost violent, and sometimes more than one at a time.  She will sleep with women when instructed, and might make out with another woman to attract a man, as if it would be needed.  She is an exhibitionist.  She is also working on being submissive sexually, but most of her recent boyfriends have just held her down and pounded her into submission, which isn't quite what she is dreaming of.<br/><br/><strong>Former Gang:</strong> No prior gang affiliation, though she will have been seen in many different gang hangouts, usually lounging against some thugs car or being pumped full of alcohol.<br/><br/><strong>Gang Position:</strong> Charisma's most potent gift is the ability to heal others with a laying of hands.  She is employed as a nurse, finds work as a nude model for projects of artistic integrity.  <br/><br/><strong>Weapon of Choice:</strong> Aside from her healing magic and a few night classes of self defense, she could probably spray and pray with a sub machine gun, but she isn't a fighter.<br/><br/><strong>Additional Skills:</strong> Healing touch, flight, knowledge of hospitals and modern medicine commensurate with her training as a nurse, Daddy's demon lawyer on speed dial.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> <em>I'm going to wait on this.  </em>  Kind hearted, aloof, attracted to self-destruction.<br/><br/><strong>Bio:</strong> Charisma was raised in a good home, and a religious one.  Her rich parents sent her to a good college, but her innate ability to heal made her a bit lazy, and instead of graduating as a doctor to please her parents, she settled on becoming a nurse.  Charisma enjoys her job, and enjoys healing people.  She used to do a lot of charity work and was an upstanding if naive member of the angel community.  She doesn't say what happened, but at some point Charisma developed a lusting for big cock and controlling men.  She flew from one bad boyfriend to another, and most had various gang ties.  Charisma has gone beyond flirting with bad boys from the wrong side of town and is now in a noticeable downward spiral.<br/><br/><strong>Theme Song (optional):</strong> To be decided</div></div><br/>Charisma scoffs a little when she sees the scandalous behavior by the succubus, which is upon second thought exactly how most succubi behave.<em>Of course <strong>she </strong>wouldn't be wearing panties</em>, Jane thinks.  Jane waits for her and her boyfriends drinks to arrive and pays for it with her own money.  Glancing across at the spectacle again, she can see the poor muscle bound brute of an orc is well in over his head.<br/><br/>"I think he's had enough."  Charisma comments.<br/><br/>When the succubus finally drops the orc, he looks like he has been ridden hard and put away wet.  The small spasms he makes don't look good at all.   "Damn it."  Charisma mutters.  She isn't much of an angel, but she is a nurse also and feels the urge to help those in need.  Given some of her past sexual liaisons with orcs, she couldn't dismiss them as worthless trash as easy as her parents.  Charisma takes her drinks and spins, buffeting someone with her soft wings.  She kneels down carefully in her heels and short dress and places the drinks on the floor beside the drained orc.<br/><br/>Charisma places a hand on his thickly muscled chest and leans over to listen and feel if he is breathing well, or at all.   Satisfied there is some life in him, Charisma's hand begins to radiate golden light.  As her hang glows, so does the divine halo that forms around her brow.  As the healing energies course through her, her hair seems to return to its natural sparkling gold.  The light from her hand seeps into the orcs body and steadies him.  Charisma leans down and plants another kiss on the very lucky, or very unlucky, orcs lips.  The kiss becomes golden as well, and she breathes new life into him, begging it from some higher place.  As the angel leans forward, her own tiny club dress rides up to expose the tiny white butt floss thong she is wearing.  Still, it is enough to let her feel superior to the demon.<br/><br/>After a full minute of laying hands and kissing the orc, Charisma sits up.  She is satisfied he will be up and on his feet soon as he recovers his wits.  Charisma licks her lips.  It doesn't taste like orc, it must be the taste of the succubus.  That's one line she's never crossed, even though her man is a demon himself.  Remembering her boyfriend is waiting, Charisma grabs up her drinks and makes her way carefully through the crowd to return to him.  Her radiance is gone, and without it she just looks like a gorgeous, but slutty, angel.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry it took so long."  Charisma apologizes to Zero.  "The bar was murder."  She places her own drink on the arm of the couch and gives Zero his before gracefully sitting and snuggling beside him.