Nickname: Kougre, Ko (or Koko, when applicable)
D.O.B.: N/A
Age: Her exact age is unknown; looks to be around early 20s to mid-30s, depending upon current state
Race: Fallen Grigori
~_Appearance_~
~: Thin, petite (5' zip), 102lbs at the most
~: Cream-colored skin, weary crimson eyes, soft, almost doll-like face with slight rose color on cheeks;
~: Loose, waist-length snow-white hair, well-kept but still fairly wild
~: Maintains an almost ethereal glow, despite wearing next to no make-up nor having any other alterations
~: Rather large bust for her body size (at least DD, if not higher)
~: Numerous scars all over body, though most are hair-line thin and hardly visible upon passing inspection
~: Small, pitch-black pencil-lined tribal-styled 'tattoos' situated at various spots on her body - most notably around her chest to just above neckline, on shoulders down to forearms, and from her belly & lower back halfway down to her knees; increase in size & intensity when her negative emotions get the better of her, and seem to 'crawl' across her skin as they grow
~: General attire consists of a well-worn strapless pleated dress that reaches down to her knees, flaring out just past the hips, along with tattered black lace gloves (the right missing its thumb [on the glove, not her hand itself] entirely), what used to be dress boots, but have long-since weathered to a nearly-unrecognizable state, and a red choker around her neck
~: 8' grey-feather total wingspan that generally only 'comes out' when under extreme stress, such as when enraged or knowingly threatened. Extremely painful when they form, as they literally tear through her backside, tearing through bone and muscle to break forth, with accompanying spraying of blood and cracking bone sounds
~_Attitude_~
At first glance, one might take Kougre for a child in a woman's body, given that she generally has a rather playful attitude that clashes with an equal measure of maturity that shows itself just as often. However, that double-sided demeanor belies a darker side to her that comes out upon occasion, generally when she's on the prowl. Knowing full well that she catches attention, she generally sees mortal beings as little more than mere entertainment, to be used and tossed away when they become "unnecessary".
Her attitude towards other types, however, ranges from bemusement to outright fear or hatred - especially towards "pure" angelica, those that stayed behind after the War that saw her removed from the heavens faded into obscurity. If asked about what she is, she merely fronts it off to being "just human, with a little magic thrown in", despite the numerous indicators to the contrary. The only time she shows her true colors are when she is involved in a fight, or when she is in bed; even then, Ko is restricted to only a few emotions - "love" is a mostly-foreign concept to her by now, long since forgotten under the layers of sins and transgressions she has acquired. Only those close to her see her for what she may really be, and very, very few have ever gotten that close to her.
~_Weaknesses_~
Komachel's biggest weakness is her mortality; being stuck in a living, breathing body, she requires everything that a human would. In other words, she needs to eat, sleep and likewise. If she goes too long without sleep, her body will eventually collapse from exhaustion - even if it takes several weeks straight of being up and about, though less if she is fairly active. Likewise, other bodily needs and functions are active whether she wishes them to be or not; though it will not kill her if she does not eat, drink or use the facilities, she will eventually either be driven mad or her body will simply react without conscious input. Even worse, she is stuck in a woman's body until time itself ends, and must put up with specific - and more often than not mess - issues that human females have; to boot, she was rendered sterile the moment her soul was fused to the body she now inhabits, so barring divine intervention Kougre cannot bear children.
As if that wasn't bad enough, the monthly cramps, aches, and whatnot are magnified for her, due to her specific sin; if she hasn't bedded in a while, Ko can become extremely unhinged, to the point where she will assault the next person she comes across, forcing her powers over them to relieve the stress she feels - even if it risks the individual's sanity. One small blessing on her part is that, as mentioned previously, she cannot catch diseases, and this extends to the venereal kind; even the newest and worst kinds of Earthen-born viruses and bacteria simply cannot find hold in her system, and although she can feel sick for a while.
Her most problematic weakness, however, is that her memories generally start to fade into obscurity after so long. Though she never completely forgets anything she learns, she does start forgetting specific details after a time, leading to moments of apparent senility and "where have I seen that before..." Ko will begin to remember things if she starts experiencing them again, but the speed at which her memories are retrieved is directly relational to how long it's been since she last did so; the longer it's been, the longer it will take for her mind to fill in the holes present, at a rate of approximately one day per 20 years absence, though the exact speed will vary depending upon the situation present.
~_History_~
As one of the angelica that were stricken from Heaven due to the events that ultimately called for Noah's Flood, Komachel got the butt end of the stick; due to her sins, she was accursed to forever walk the Earth in mortal form, but never to die, with a thirst for companionship that could never be quenched, no matter what she did. On top of that, she has to carry her own sins upon her body, marring her otherwise beautiful appearance with ugly, black tattoo-like marks upon her body, denouncing her as an Accursed Being; her wings, as well, were barred from her, except when under extreme stress - and even then, only through unbearable agony could she manifest them. Stricken, hated, and despised, she wandered the Earth for generations, leaving behind tale upon tale of her deeds, both good and bad.
She quickly learned many things about these "humans"; how easy they were to fool and toy with, how their emotions worked in general, among less savory things. Unfortunately, none of them could keep her interested for long, so she simply passed from one to the next, seeking something she could not find. She soon lost track of how many beds she'd slept in, or how many marriages and lives she ruined; days, months, and years ran into one another, pulling out into decades, centuries, and eons.
Then, one day, she met somebody... interesting.
The location was unimportant, but the occasion was. At first, she appeared to be a "pure" one, though why one of them would be showing up at a den of sin was beyond the Stricken one's comprehension. However, it soon became clear that this one was more like her... but not quite. When both were injured during an incident, Ko took her in, nurtured her, and eventually learned a little shred about this other one. Not much, but enough that a tiny bond formed between the two. Enough of one that when her new-found interest tried to leave, Ko followed her, looking to learn more about this individual if she could...
