<div class="floatright"><div align="center">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/8f/eb/b2/8febb242761814a94f7e88f881b2b69e.jpg)<br/>(http://66.media.tumblr.com/cd396da0889042403730ca6b40b22a3b/tumblr_nkn733EUoR1rznwtzo1_1280.jpg)(http://66.media.tumblr.com/bdefe27fbcb7cc9cf407df86ff44ef53/tumblr_nvv2ciWCwC1taycy1o1_1280.jpg)(https://wallpapers.wallhaven.cc/wallpapers/full/wallhaven-172212.jpg)(http://66.media.tumblr.com/4515a1a611e32519cb183db0f84bddb4/tumblr_n7eirnZC1L1t1ocg7o3_1280.jpg)</div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Evolved Character Sheet</strong></span></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><br/><strong>Character Name:</strong> Nadia De Lucchi<br/><strong>Codename:</strong> Siren<br/><strong>Gender:</strong> female<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong> Italian<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong> bisexual<br/><br/><strong>Class:</strong> 3<br/><br/><strong>Occupation:</strong> Job hopper<br/><strong>Education:</strong> Masters in Linguistics<br/><strong>Wealth Level:</strong> Loaded<br/><strong>Languages Known:</strong> A whole lot. Fluent in English, Italian, French, Spanish, Portuguese, German and Dutch. <br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong> 28<br/><strong>Height:</strong> 5'2<br/><strong>Weight:</strong> oh no you didn't <br/><strong>Hair Color:</strong> dark brown<br/><strong>Eye Color:</strong> dark brown<br/><strong>Face Claim:</strong> Tianna Gregory<br/><br/><strong>Physical Description:</strong> Nadia is rather short but makes up for it with an abundance of curves. Her body is tight and fit from an active lifestyle but there is no taking away the fact of her thick thighs, round butt and ample chest. She prefers clothes that showcase her figure and will often be seen in rather revealing cuts, albeit comfortable. For more, see faceclaim.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Nadia's guarded, resourceful and intelligent, and level headed, all things that allow her to lead the life she does on the run. But on the flip side she's energetic and athletic, loves deeply when she allows herself to, lives every day to the fullest, and enjoys the riches of life to the most: good food, good wine, good music, good sex. She does not let people in, at all, but she is a very social person. Quick to connect with others enough to enjoy their company, and quick to move on when they start to get under her skin. <br/><br/><strong>History:</strong> Nadia was born into old money, a vineyard on one side of the family and an international shipping company on the other. She grew up in Florence, studied and played, stayed in the Riviera during summers with her grandparents, and generally enjoyed a privileged life of the only daughter, only grandchild, heiress to everything to be passed down. She was fourteen when her parents died in a car crash in Rome. Her grandparents became her guardians, and took over responsibilities of business they'd given up to their children years ago, hiring people to tend to the everyday running of things. Nadia inherited a whole lot more than her parents' share in the company and vineyard though. Apartments in Rome, London, New York, Los Angeles, Paris, Copenhagen, Berlin... Most of them rented out a few weeks at a time to vacationing friends and acquaintances unless the family was travelling, but now all of them were sold aside from the one in Los Angeles. Three cars were sold, and multiple accounts from banks around the world were combined into two. One account for the future that only she would gain access to when she turned twenty one, and one account she and her grandparents had access to until then. She had more money behind her than could possibly be healthy for a fourteen year old. <br/><br/>Thankfully, and through the wholehearted support from her grandparents, she got through the first couple of years without any major incidents. She mourned her parents deeply, but time helped and so did her level headed personality. She did well in school, drank in education and thrived on the small successes it awarded her. Languages had her attention, every aspect of them from their structure to their nuances, and she got herself a degree and eventually Masters in the science of them. But during that time something else happened. <br/><br/>She was twenty years old, ambitious and level headed although she enjoyed life as much as the next girl in vivid Italy, when she first noticed it. In her apartment in Rome, where she went to school, she reached for a bowl from inside a cupboard. Nothing extraordinary about that, except when she looked up as she touched the bowl she realized she hadn't opened the glass panelled door. She'd glanced at the bowl behind it in the shelf, reached up and grabbed it... <em>Through the door.</em><br/><br/>It took her a few seconds to muster up courage to simply move at all, flexing her muscles gently to see what would happen and if this was all some kind of freakish visual illusion, and then when nothing hurt and nothing shattered she pulled her hand back. The bowl hit the glass door with a noise that felt as loud as an explosion in the tense silence and she dropped it inside the cupboard, jerking her hand back. The bowl didn't abide the same bent laws of physics as her hand, apparently. <br/><br/>That first incident was the only incident for a few weeks and she pushed it firmly to the back of her head, thinking she must have been dreaming or that there'd been something wrong with the drink she'd had... Or something. Anything to explain what happened. Then it happened again, again, and again until she began to experiment. <br/><br/>Little by little, her abilities became apparent to her and once she accepted them as part of herself she began to develop them. Train herself, if you will. She turned twenty one in the meantime, gained full financial independence and got herself that Masters degree. At twenty three she began working as a translator for Italian embassies around the world, moving from one city to the next as projects were given to her. She knew about the Evolved, the whole world did. She knew she was one of them, but she had not confided in a single human being. Her secret was carefully kept. She'd seen people taken down by the task force some called saviours, and she knew she had to be extremely careful if she wanted to keep doing what she was doing. There was no way she'd keep her job if they found out what she could do, and even if she didn't really <em>need</em> a job, she loved it very much and she would feel lost and useless if she had nothing to spend her energy on. Not to mention the inconvenience of that Tac 6 thing. <br/><br/>As careful as she was though, they eventually caught on. She was twenty six, had been working for the Embassies for three years, and was enjoying a slowly growing relationship with a man in the Italian Embassy in London. She had been seeing him for a year, seeing him seriously for a few months, and dropped her guard. He surprised her by joining her in the shower, and her startled reaction triggered one of her abilities so that when he reached to touch her his hand simply went right through her as if her body was part of the stream of water cascading onto her. He freaked out, avoided her for the next days, and she knew she had to run. She hoped she was wrong, hoped he would not notify their superiors or anyone else, but she knew in her bones she had to run. And she was right. It was a narrow escape. <br/><br/>She's been on the run since then, moving from city to city, country to country, with a stack of passports with different names on them to get her from one place to the next. Her maternal grandmother moved money from her account to an offshore one so she'd have access to it, astonishing Nadia with cunning tactics worthy of a financial criminal in her dealings since this new account was untraceable. And it was or she'd have been caught. But she used it sparingly, got herself odd jobs where she settled for the short time she spent in each place to pay for rooms and food, and now she's been running for two years. <br/><br/><strong>Likes:</strong> Languages, culinary experimentation, fine wines, anything reminding of home, swimming, running, hiking, sports in general, sappy romance movies with predictable endings, horror movies she can't actually watch, sex, blasting music and dancing in her living room/on the bed (since sometimes there's just that for space in the rooms she rents), clubbing (for anonymity, it's amazing), motorcycles, and summer.<br/><strong>Dislikes:</strong> Winter, nosy people, attachment, crime dramas, busses, people who nickname her something to do with her height.<br/><strong>Strengths:</strong> Level headed, resourceful, patient, intelligent, quick on her feet, athletic<br/><strong>Weaknesses:</strong> Trust issues, homesick, unreliable/flight risk<br/><strong>On's &amp; Off's:</strong> writer's<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Notes</span></strong><br/><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Powers</span></strong><br/></span><ul class="bbc_list"><li><strong>Hydrokinesis (10):</strong> <br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Water manipulation: She can draw water from the environment to form a solid pool of water at her disposal. She can throw it, make it grow smaller or larger, drop it, move it around, have it hover around her, pretty much play with it as she likes.</li><li>Hydration: She can affect the level of hydration in a living being, be it human, animal or plant. She can both reduce it and increase it. She can not extract the water this way for other uses, though.</li><li>Water push: She can draw water from the environment to throw or shoot it at a target in a condensed state, effectively using it as a weapon. (Or "scoop up" from a body of water.) The more water she's using the less range she can pull off with full density. </li><li>Water walking: She can, because of her intangibility powers, walk on water without effort if she chooses. She can also alter the density of the water beneath/around her in a ten foot radius to make it solid enough for others to walk on.</li><li>Mermaiding it up: She is very fast under water, piercing through it at high speeds since she'll throw it back with a hell of a lot more power than a normal swimmer will. She draws oxygen from the water like a fish, her skin simply absorbing it, removing her need to breathe. Water temperatures do not affect her.  </li><li>Siren's song: While in water, partially or submerged, she can produce an audio wave that reaches a radius of forty feet with full effect. The effect is two sided: calmness and allure of the water. It will wash over those within range but the effect on each person depends on their mental guard against such. The sound itself is high pitched but quiet, like a sigh.</li></ul></li><li><strong>Intangibility (10):</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Elemental intangibility: Parts of her body submerged in water can essentially become water, allowing objects to move through her and her through underwater objects. </li><li>Phasing: She can push through solid objects. Little no no effort is required to walk through glass, plastic and other materials she can see through, and then as materials get denser her effort becomes greater. </li><li>Ghosting: She can push out of her physical form and move with an intangible ghost like shape up to 30 feet. </li></ul> </li></ul>