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Name: Zoey Alba Favorite nickname: Eleven, the number on her fire coat. Used by other fire fighters only Gender: Female Role: Fallen angel Age: 22 Appearance: Zoey is not terribly tall. At 5’ 5”. She is shorter than she prefers to be. Her hair is pitch black, accented by her light medium skin. She has light blue eyes that pierce through fog and smoke with the intensity of a light house. Her wavy hair is almost constantly pulled up. Typically in a bun. She stands like a heavy weight is on her shoulders when you first meet her, but slowly, as she opens up, she stands straight and confident. Her body type is muscular in a sleeper build kind of way. Appearance once she discovers she is an angel: She follows almost the same looks. Except for one main difference. Large, dove gray wings sprout from her back. With a wing span of 12’ 9”, she is a force to be reckoned with. Atop her head is a golden halo. But in 3 places, it is broken and the missing pieces float next to it. Clothing style: Loose, baggy, hoodies, hates dresses, all clothes must have pockets, the more pockets the better. Her firefighter coat is black, unlike the typical light brown. It has yellow and white reflective tape, and pockets. Both the coat and hat have been altered in order to just have her number, and not her name. Scars: Burn on right arm Personality: Normally calm and submissive, unless someone’s life is on the line. Then saving them overwhelms her judgment. She dislikes conflict and shuts down when being yelled at. But she is only a wimp when she is recognized. When she is anonymous, she is confident and quick-witted. Believe it or not, this is because of Thomas. Likes: Fire, Clouds, free-falling, the sun, whites and blues, cookies, book boyfriends(in general) Dislikes: Water, those chubby angel pictures, underworld things, big dogs, attention, fame Fears: Thunderstorms Other: She is a volunteer fire fighter doing a paid fighter’s job. She is #11, and her coat has been tailored to not include her name. Paranoid ex. |
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Name: Lucifer Morningstar --------- Age: 25--------- Role: The Devil------ Gender: male------ Appearance:6'2, his hair is short and in a tapered curly quaff cut, he has drown eyes that can turn red when angry or when he wants.---------- Clothing style: his clothing is mostly a suit without the ties or bows, it's mostly just black, grey, or red button up shirts, and black shoes with red bottoms, and black dress pants ----------- Personally: Lucifer is very out there, he loves to drink but can pt get drunk unless he really is drinking, he attracts wemon even when he don't want to.------------- Likes: finding out people's desires( he can ask and most will tell them unless they are angel).---- Dislikes: his father, his mother, most of his brothers and sister.------ Fears:none----- Other: he came to earth 5 years before the time line and just got to LA a few months ago, he's rich and owns a huge bar named LUX, just above his bar is his home, a nice place that is open but he only lives there, he plays the piano and can sing very good, some say he has the voice of an angel, Lucifer has a power, if he asks what you desire you tell him even if you don't want to( unless your an angel), lucifer is also immortal and has super strength, |
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Did you say you didn't like wings?? |
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I put my sweatshirt sleeves a little lower on my wrists. I hate the public. But I heard of a new bar in town, I don't want to check out their menu. I don't want to order an alcohol, I just want to see the options. Or at least that's what I tell myself. The crowd bustles against my side and I casually get shoved into a wall. "Bagh" I complain as I keep moving. The bar isn't far now, LUX was it called? Yeah I think that was it. |
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Lucifer was at his piano that one in the bar, lucifer was sitting there a whiskey on top of the piano, lucifer was playing a song he just randomly thought of and if you asked him the name of the song he wouldn't be able to to tell you, lucifer started to sing along to the song as he played, soon attracting a few wemon around the piano, Leim wouldn't let any of the ladies touch his piano though so they stayed back. |
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I step into the bar, carefully testing each floorboard in case they squeak. I avoid those, and stay out of sight. I hear some music in my ear, and I ignore it. I'm not one of those fancy little ladies that gets so enthralled by piano playing. I find somewhere quiet to stand and look at the menu. |
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Lucifer singing sounds like an angel, he keeps playing but soon stops and goes to the bar" another whiskey maze" he said to one of his demon friends that was sent to earth to stay with lucifer and protect him, although he is the devil, maze mostly just is his right hand girl |
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I yawn and stare disappointed at the menu. I give up look at decide asking would be better than waiting for an idea. - sorry it is short. SHORT on time - |
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Lucifer was sitting on a stool leaning back onto the counter with a whiskey in hand as he looked over his crowd " you know six years ago I did not think I would be here " he said in his thick British accent |
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