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Daphne "Daph" McLane

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Age: 21
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
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At 5'2" and 115 pounds, Daphne wouldn't seem to be threatening when it comes to first glance. She has a slender, slightly athletic body with narrow shoulders and a curvier waist with thick thighs. Her skin is fair, with a beauty mark beneath the outer corner of her left eye being the only mark upon her face. Her eyes are doe like, with long lashes and a generally innocent expression. They are a blue/grey color. Her hair is long, cascading down her back in loose curls. Its color is dark black, so dark it often has a blue sheen to it. Daphne has various tattoos, her main one being a sleeve of flowers going down the length of her right arm. Her second largest would be butterflies that trail up her thigh to her hip.
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Ambitious || Protective || Stubborn || Witty || Sarcastic || Flirty || Loyal || Trustworthy || Caring || Slightly Emotional
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Likes:
-Sweets
-Parties
-Dancing
-Warmth
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Dislikes:
-Dreary/Cold Weather
-Rude people
-Spiders
-Loneliness
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Strengths:
-Agility
-Delegation
-Mixed Martial Arts
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Weaknesses:
-Physically weak
-Impulsive
-Jealous
-Too Trusting

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Gender: Male

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-Has strength and stamina

-Is good at getting people on his side if need be

-Skilled fighter

-Doesn't ask for help

-Can be slow when it comes to quick thinking

-When his emotions get the best of him, it's hard to hold them back

Austin let out a sigh, his breath visible in the cold evening air. He watched as it dissapated, drifting away in the wind behind him. His footsteps were the only sound besides the distant roar of passing traffic, and the sound of them splashing in puddles that were all over the road. The occasional headlight would come down the street, but most turned away before reaching where he was. As time past, the traffic slowly died down more and more.
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Austin was on a mission of sorts, going to do a quick scout in areas where a rival mafia liked to frequent. They had many conflicts as the two bordered each other, and were often competitors. The boss had sent him here, and he would love to make his father vaugely proud tonight. He tended to be difficult to impress, and often most praise he gave was entirely fake. Something he could tell after knowing him all his life. He half hoped someone was actually snooping around, so he could tell his dad he stopped them, and maybe capture them as a prisoner as a bonus. Although he highly doubted that would be the case.
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The male was inconspicuous, with some casual jeans and a hoodie, although not quite enough to warm him in this cold. On his hip, hidden from view, sat a small hand gun. Ready to use in case he was recognized. There wasn't another visible soul on these streets, but as it grew darker, it was hard to see what lied in the shadows. You can never be too careful when you are as important as him. He also had various other weapons hidden from view if something happened.
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He kept scanning around the area, checking to be sure no one was hiding. He was usually rather good at spotting people, since most weren't the best at hiding. Austin paused his leisurely walk after about 3 laps around the area. After he thought he was certain no one was around, he slipped off his hood. Running his fingers through his hair, he then leaned against a wall to rest for a bit. He was feeling slightly tired, which was a dangerous thing to feel out here. He stayed resting nonetheless.
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(I just assumed it was set in a city xD)