Name: Cassiel Daniels
Alias: Cassie (but no one actually gets to call her that)
Gender: Female
Sexuality: B i s e x u a l
Age: 15
Bio: Demon mother, human father, um, they kind of both hated her? So they were like… nope. And so she's in the foster system now, even though she's tried to get out of it 15 times already. Started running away when she was 8, and keeps running away every couple of months. They usually try to send her back to the home she ran away from, but eventually even the kindest of families decides she's too much, and she gets moved on once again.
Quote: "It hurts, but it's ok. I'm used to it."
Personality: Ok, so… she sort of hides her personality from the majority of people. She speaks as little as humanly possible, and if anyone asks her questions, especially personal ones, she lashes out at them. If anyone tries to be nice to her, she does the same. She doesn't like it when people try to comfort her, she doesn't like it when people are kind to her, and she doesn't like it when people try to befriend her. It takes her a long time to trust someone. Normally, she won't trust anyone with anything. She doesn't like telling people anything about herself, she doesn't like depending on people to drive her places, she doesn't even like it when people help her pack for her next home. Her motto is, if you don't put your trust in anyone, they can't break it.
Appearance: Really, really tiny. She's 5'0'' and tiny in every way it's possible to be tiny. She's a hider. She hides a lot. From everything. Being small helps with that. She has shoulder length wavy black hair that she wants to cut shorter, and bright, piercing, electric blue eyes that always look accusing. If someone was to see past her barriers, they would notice that the majority of the emotions she shows, though few, show up in her eyes, with small movements like twitches or widening or narrowing. Her skin is pretty pale, because she doesn't like sunlight and will go to any length to avoid it, though it has a smattering of freckles across the middle of her face and on her arms that she loathes with the passion of a thousand suns. She has a ridiculously tiny nose, and an equally small mouth that's always either pursed, smirking, or, more often, frowning with disappointment, disbelief, or just because she wants to. Her resting face is actually pretty pleasant, which is why she usually makes a conscious effort to try to look unhappy. That way no one thinks that she wants to make friends. Some people would describe her as "cute" or "adorable." Those people are no longer with us.
Talents: Singing, though she would never allow anyone to hear her, she has a really good aim and can hit pretty much anything her heart desires with a bouncy ball. Or an arrow. Whichever she's in the mod for. She can also hold her breath for almost 4 minutes, a trick she perfected while trying to hide in a lake.
Flaws: She doesn't trust anyone, which means that she can never really rely on anyone for help. Way too independent, and doesn't know when to stop and ask for help. Gets frustrated really easily, and she has a hot temper.
Likes: Er, not much? She likes to sing. She's more comfortable around people who are mean to her, because she understands them, but secretly, somewhere deep down, she doesn't mind too much when people don't hate her.
Dislikes: Most people. Or, actually, yeah, basically all people. She doesn't want to trust or like anyone, so she just… doesn't. She also really doesn't like large animals.
Powers: She can conjure a small flame on her finger by snapping, and can transfer that flame into a larger fireball on her hand by blowing on it. Then, she just chucks it at people. Or trees. Or whatever.
Other: She's British, but hates her accent because it makes her abnormal, so she tries to speak as little as possible. I already said that. Oh, well.
(Sorry it's so long ackk)