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Alias: Ember Age: 22 Sexuality: Homosexual Height: 182 cm Weight: 73kg Hair: A wild, golden blonde. Acts like fire when her Vel is active. Eyes: A deep lavender. Crimson when her Vel is active Skin & Scars: Pale skin that is riddled with scars.
Details
Yazmyn is quite a tall, lean and well built woman with light, pale skin, deep lavender eyes and wild blonde hair. While scarred, her body clearly showcases how well she has trained herself, possessing quite a bit of muscle mass and a well toned body. Her posture is straight and she walks with her head held high, carrying herself with ultimate confidence. Her hair, while long, is tied into three tail-like strands that go down her back to her backside. Her right arm, from the shoulder down, is entirely made out of Vanta metal.
Personality
"A knife, thrown just right, can accomplish wonderful things."
Bright, intelligent, active, and upbeat are some of the ways that would fit the description of Yazmyn Noir. On the outside, Yazmyn can come across as an incredibly carefree persona. She's laid-back, down-to-earth, and incredibly adventurous, valuing freedom above all else. If she were to pinpoint a 'creed' that she leads her life by, it is to die in a free world. Some may often think that Yazmyn considers her job and duties as a Hunter as a joke, often appearing lazy and bored with certain things that are thrust upon her to-do list, but despite this she takes her work and role seriously, more so than even she would like to admit. She was trained in the old ways of Hunters; the original ways. As such, she respects and adheres to Hunter tradition to the letter, refusing to admit that it's old-fashioned but rather a way to live one's life by.
The part of being a Hunter that Yazmyn loves the most is undoubtedly the ability to leave the cities and explore the Outlands unhindered. Freedom and the ability to make her own decisions without choice being stripped from her is something that she holds in extremely high regard and will fight tooth and nail for. This is, in part, because of her memory loss; the lack of any type of memories from her childhood have left her innately curious about the world. She wants to learn and experience new things, taking in knowledge like it was the air she breathes, especially because she lacks any kind of formal education beyond being trained as a Huntress.
On the other end of the spectrum, she very often suffers from anxiety, sleep disorders, claustrophobia, and she experiences symptoms of borderline post traumatic stress disorder at times, mostly due to the past that her mind has blocked from her memories. This often leads her to try to deal with the problem in very indulgent and, subsequently, destructive ways, such as long benders that oftentimes turn into blackouts, occasional substance abuse, and ever rare sexual deviancy case. She's a regular party goer and an even more regular party crasher, enjoying a good rumble here and there, especially when she herself is out looking for trouble or just generally up to no good.
That is not to say that Yazmyn doesn't have her moments. Sometimes she can be seen being incredibly genuine, super empathetic and understanding if she doesn't have difficulty comprehending a given situation. Yazmyn can also come across as incredibly maternal and nurturing when it comes to children, often going out of her way to help those younger than herself without expecting anything in return or even if that may come as a detriment to herself.
Beyond that, Yazmyn is extremely confident in herself and her own abilities. She carries herself with an air of absolute certainty and both her words and actions show that not only can she walk the talk, both her own and that of others, she will do it in a way that will leave jaws agape. Even if she oftentimes comes across as incredibly carefree, Yazmyn has quite a few qualities enabling her for a position of leadership, and will without a second thought take responsibility and command of any given situation provided there is a need for it.
History
The Noirs. She wondered what kind of meaning that name held. On more than one occasion she had been told that the Noirs were a family of Hunters from an age long forgotten, their name snuffed out from existence. It was a noble name, one that carried the essence of virtue and self-sacrifice with it... though, for her, that name was nothing more than a name.
Yazmyn remembers very little of her past. Metal bars. Pain. Guilt. Loneliness. Fear. Rage... those are the most prominent things to come out of what little remained of her memories. Even now she is haunted by these feelings in her nightmares. Despite having lost her memories, her body still remembered everything... and her subconscious did its best to try to make her remember. The dreams would come at night. Vivid yet dark, searing hot yet cold at the same time. She was trapped for what felt like decades, tortured for what felt like the gravest of crimes. Some part of her was glad she couldn't remember anything. Another part wished she could.
The first thing Yazmyn remembers fully is an explosion of fire. Searing hot flames, as bright as the sun itself, lit the night's sky ablaze, painting it a bright gold in all its splendor. The screams of her captors... steel, blood. More pain. More suffering. More guilt. More loneliness. Fear. And rage.
First contact. A man, yet not a man at the same time. One made of dark steel and cold to the touch. His eyes, two glowing beads in the dark, scrutinized her, finding familiarity in her brittle and broken body, her golden hair and the bright crimson fire in her eyes. A brown hawk. It seemed familiar... natural, even. But that was all it was. Not even a memory. Just a feeling without substance.
Jaeger took her in and she went from one cage to the next, yet these metallic bars she remembered fully.
It felt like years had passed since she saw the sun again. Those who knew more than she did pondered her fate while she stumbled in the dark like an infant, unaware of even her own name. Yazmyn, she was told. Yazmyn Noir. Nathan gave her a name. A name that has supposedly always been hers. The one that her parents gave her. Parents. She had parents. She had siblings. She had a whole family, yet... none of it mattered. They were all dead. She knew none of them and they were all dead, so what was the point?
Some kind of deal was struck between Jaeger and those in power. Yazmyn knew very few of the details and she didn't really care so long as it gave her the freedom she now desired more than anything. The freedom to explore a world that she had never witnessed before. The ability to go out and see what was out there. To learn. To experience. Yet that wasn't given to her immediately either. The brown hawk. She was forced to wear it. That was the condition of her freedom.
Yazmyn was taught in the ways of old, trained to be a Huntress. She spent nearly two years being trained by Jaeger, all while she did her best to learn anything and everything she could in the time she had in between. She taught herself how to read and write, how to draw, sing and play a few instruments. She indulged in everything she could, be it alcohol, drugs or women. Just to experience the world. Just to live a little. She met new people and learned new things from them. Other Hunters, Vagrants, Enforcers... even a few Mercenaries and Scavengers here and there whenever the two of them went out on a job. She met civilians, from children to the elderly, and realized she had been inclined to help, for whatever reason. Donating to orphanages, helping them, assisting families that were in need... there was no intrinsic design or some kind of scheme behind why Yazmyn did what she did. She simply acted on what felt right given the knowledge that she had of the world... which was very quickly increasing as the woman absorbed knowledge faster than most.
One unfortunate event out in the field left Yazmyn crippled. After an encounter with a monster that was far too high level for her to handle in the moment, the girl was pinned and saw herself losing her entire right arm. The next thing she knew she woke up in Haven a week later with a Vanta-made prosthetic attached to her body, substituting her actual arm. This prosthetic, inherently flawed in its design, was something that caused Yazmyn an immense amount of pain consistently. Anybody with a sane mind would've begged to have this thing taken off but Yazmyn remained quiet. Her thirst to explore and to be able to help those in need was far greater than the suffering she was now consistently going through, as such she decided to keep it, vowing to herself that she'd learn to fix this issue by herself the only way she knew how - to tinker and become better.
After her rehabilitation was officially over, Yazmyn was given - even if through a modicum of force - Jaeger's approval to become a fully fledged Huntress in her own right. Her brown hawk now had one star over it and she wore it with pride... all while she continued to explore the world while her nightmares did their best to remind her of her past.
Icarus wasn't always Yazmyn's Vanta Weapon. Before she had her prosthetic, she mainly used a bladed staff for melee combat. However, after a certain event she had lost a part of herself - her whole right arm. She had been in a coma for over a week, or so she was told, only to wake up with this arm attached. This arm, made entirely out of Vanta, is pitch black in its overall design, sporting open golden cylinders around its shell which light up when she is using her Vel. The tips of her fingers are sharp - almost like claws - for both combat purposes and to give her more maneuverability and grip strength. The joints, as is the shell itself, are just as strong as any Vanta weapon would be, giving Yazmyn a whole new level of durability where her arm is concerned.
It should also be noted that Icarus is a stolen design from a master of Vanta craft and was recreated inaccurately, thus ending up being a faulty manifestation of its original idea. As a result it has been fitted to Yazmyn's body incorrectly and is now causing her immense pain consistently until the design itself is improved upon and the weapon modified.
Ability
Being a prosthetic arm made out of Vanta is not the only thing that Icarus is. While Yazmyn can't use the arm to emit her Vel, Icarus possesses a gimmick of its own and it was tailored to Yazmyn's particular fighting style and preference. Before she lost her arm, Yazmyn's main weapon of choice was a long, bladed staff that she used for melee fighting and quick and smooth combat maneuverability. Yazmyn has tinkered with Icarus enough to give it a secret weapon - something that provides it a little bit of an oomph whenever she needs to get serious and go back to her roots.
Inside of the arm, in both the forearm and bicep, are four small Vanta rods that are all connected by a chain, wrapped around within the joints of the prosthetic itself. When Yazmyn needs it, she is able to activate a mechanism on her prosthetic which shoots the rods out of her very palm, granting her an extension of Icarus. These rods, which are connected by the chain crafted using Vanta steel, connect and harden, forming a staff with a protruding blade. This enables Yazmyn to not only have a right arm made out of Vanta metal but also a Vanta bladed staff that she can use in combination for devastating efficiency.
Sundance
Rank: ★ - Emitting
Power
Yazmyn was born with the ability to conjure searing hot fire. These flames, solar in nature and a vibrant gold in appearance, can be created from any part of her body that she sees fit in the spur of the moment, and be used for a wide variety of purposes. Some of the ways she has been seen to use her Vel ability is through expunging flames from either her feet or hands, combining it with her fighting style to give it an explosive boost in efficiency; or even in a more mundane way such as igniting a small flame in the palm of her hand to light a dark area. The potency of this Vel ability is directly dependent on Yazmyn's own physical capabilities and, above all, imagination, and in her hands this fire can become a lethal weapon which grants her enormous amounts of destructiveness, quite a bit of utility, and increases her overall efficiency as a fighter.
This Vel ability, aptly named Sundance because of the way Yazmyn utilizes it with her fighting style, causes several physical alterations to her body. First and foremost, the ignition of her flame causes her hair to glow a bright golden and act as fire all on its own, almost as it her blonde locks become an extension of her Vel. Her eyes also undergo a visible change - her normal deep lavender irises adapt a new color, turning a borderline ominous and incredibly aggressive, burning crimson.
Some Enforcers have reported that Yazmyn's Vel ability may directly correlate with her state of mind. There are recorded instances of the girl's eyes changing without her even activating her Vel, often in times of incredible stress or in a fit of rage. It is observed that in these cases Yazmyn's fire becomes more wild in nature: staggeringly more volatile and more apt to damage or even completely destroy the surrounding area. This suggests that the flames may require enormous levels of focus to contain and can be affected by her mood, running rampant if she loses her cool.
Disadvantages
Sundance, much like every other Vel, is not some kind of magical ability but rather something that is directly dependent on Yazmyn's physical condition. Creating flames requires stamina reserves and can very easily leave the girl exhausted if overused. In order to be able to properly summon her flames, Yazmyn is required to maintain a healthy diet of food so her body is able to produce fire; said diet consists of a healthy mixture of calories, carbs, fats, etc. In a basic sense, the more she eats, the more nutrients she has in her body and as a result the more effective she is at using her Vel.
There is also, of course, the natural outcome of overheating should Yazmyn overuse her Vel. The more she uses it, the more dangerous it becomes to her body as there's only so much a human body can take, even if it is enhanced. The more she uses it, the higher the risk that her body will begin to overload. Her temperature beginning to spike a fever is a telltale sign that Yazmyn is now over the overuse threshold, and continued use may begin to actually burn her skin. If she keeps using it even after this point, fighting through the enormous pain of charred skin, Yazmyn runs the risk of overloading Sundance to the point that a chain reaction may occur in her body, resulting in spontaneous combustion.
After overuse, depending on the severity, Yazmyn man end up being bedridden for several days while her body recovers as not only will Sundance have burnt through all of the nutrients in her body that keep her functioning, it will likely have temporarily damaged her nervous system.
Star Rank: ★ Description: Through training, studying, and the way she has led her life, Yazmyn has learned to adapt her body for incredibly agile and nimble movement. Overall she is pretty quick on her feet and can come across as rather shifty and unpredictable in the ways she moves, making it hard to distinguish what she is going to do next. Her movement is fluid, though, and incredibly precise, and this is seen nowhere better than when she is in combat.
To further add to this, Yazmyn has learned how to incorporate her agility into the way she uses her Vel. She is able to use her fire to change the trajectory of her body mid-movement, even while it is in the air, granting herself a new arsenal of movement options.
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Star Rank: ★ Description: Throughout her life Yazmyn has been required to be quick on her feet. Whether it was because of her job or some other hazardous activities, she had realized that if she wasn't fast enough that could very well cost her her life. As a result she has trained her body extensively in an attempt to reach peak performance. Yazmyn is now naturally faster than most people are and, combined with her agility, this makes her an incredibly versatile fighter.
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Engineering
Star Rank: ★ Description: When she was taken into Vantalux Yazmyn had quite a bit of time to analyze books, articles, and other scholarly sources of information in regards to technological analysis and implementation. As a result of this and her more practical nature, Yazmyn is able to mess around with (create, modify, disarm, etc.) a wide variety of technology that she can get her hands on. Her prowess also lightly extends to Vanta weapons, as showcased by Icarus - her own Vanta weapon which she modified to possess a gimmick.
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Last Edit: Dec 20, 2019 4:31:45 GMT by Yazmyn Noir
