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"My legs may not work, but I can still get to you" Hybrid OC #25

Name:
She stared up at the pure white ceiling her red eyes boring into it. She couldn't feel them...the most important part of her job involved her mobility and she couldn't do it. She breaths in her mask filtering the air into her lungs. A side effect of the experimentation left her only able to breath air with high oxygen concentration.
(Sera Lilivy)

Gender:
She already knew what the paper had inside. It was a paper detailing that she would be dropped from the household she had served. She was a combat maid for the last 10 years of her life. She had been trained in every form of offense, stealth, and defensive maneuvers.
(Female)

Sexuality:
She was bored. It had taken her awhile to come to terms with that. After leaving the hospital she was now working at a maid café. Now she couldn't really move away from the cash register, but most people used cards and all she needed to do was greet the customers. It was simple work, but every now and then she would get the urge to hold a knife in her hands once again

(Bisexual)

Species:
at first she was only a normal human albeit a desperate one. She accepted the job as a maid that offered a nice six figure pay. She did not expect to be treated like a experimental rat. in the first experiment it changed and ruined her lungs, but it made her body more efficient. However, the regular air could not be breathed by her anymore. It just simply did not hold enough oxygen for the new blood pumping through her veins. Everything was augmented her muscles were changed to be stronger, her bones made to be denser, and a side effect of the eye experiments had turned her hair white and her eyes red. She could hardly call herself a human at this point.

(Hybrid)

Looks:
If she had to say anything about her self it would be about her unnaturally pale skin color. her blood was bright red almost the color of red paint, a side effect of the high oxidation of her blood, she did not mind that her body was changed as long as she was able to send money to her little brother. It crushed her to know she had been fired, but at least the two of them were making due.

Personality:
She rubbed her wrist as she looked around her room. She had been able to afford a small apartment that could fit both herself and her brother. It wasn't an easy thing to do and sometimes they would barely scrape by with her need to buy and then tinker on gas mask filters and her little brother having to go to school. She tapped away watching another customer leave the café a sad and wistful look in her eye alongside a spark of envy as they walked away.
(Quiet, calm, to the point, very blunt, hard worker, can be fairly protective, and equally obsessive)

Job:
She was happy that it was Halloween she didn't need to wear any contacts or try to hide her much more familiar and comfortable gas mask. She didn't need to stifle her breathing the sounds only making the mask seem all the more real. The ticking as the filters cycled more air into her body followed by her breath leaving her lungs.
(Works at a maid café specifically as the cashier)

Weapons:

When she was being trained she had to learn different forms of combat including verbal, hand to hand, bladed combat, and she is also trained in how to use different ranged weapons starting, but not limited to pistols, smg's, lmg's, and hunting rifles.

(High proficiency in hand to hand combat along side using side arms, however weapons bigger then normal smg's she has less experience with concerning the nature of her training alongside her last job.)

Likes:
She watched as her brother answered and completed his homework this time he was delving into something more complicated then what children his age should be entertaining. Then again she did the same thing when she had been younger taking her future into her own hands...hopefully his wouldn't be torn away.
(having something to do, working, cleaning, organization, and nice clean air.)

Dislikes:
She stared at the home intruder her red eyes digging into his soul. She picked up a small blade from the metal tray next to her. She turned back to him seeing the whites of his eyes against the darkness of the room.
(Intruders, something that triggers her old training, being reminded about her inability to run, the scent of salt water )

Strengths:
(Stronger eye sight, denser bones mass, stronger muscles, better circulation, immune to gas based attacks due to her more permanent use of a gas mask.)

Weakness:
(high speed targets, tearing off her gas mask will lead to suffocation if she can not put it back on her face quick enough.)