Loather of Magic

~ Flavour Text ~

"What do I do for a living?" The red head held her chin between her thumb and forefinger... thinking to the magic users she tortures and experiments on in order to figure out what they are. How she grew so used to their screams that such was a melody to her at this point.
"Eh... government stuff. Its pretty boring honestly."

~ Bio ~

Name: Morgana Perthrew
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi

~ Body information ~

Height: 5'5''
Weight: Average
Body Shape: Hourglass
Impairments: Light limp in the left leg
Birthmarks/scars: No Birthmarks, one scar that goes from the centre of her chest down to the upper left leg. Erratic in nature, deeply embedded, looks almost like lightning
Tattoos: None

~ Mental information ~

Personality traits: Cocky, sly, brutally honest when she wants to be, liar when she needs to be.
If they like you: Will remain honest, give cuddles and kisses, put down any amount of work for you.
If they hate you: Cold shoulders, hard glares, deathly silence... thats all you'll get.
Impairments: OCD, Slight superiority complex though catches herself often.
Habits: biting her nails, then cutting them down to even size. Doodling. Day dreaming.

~ Background ~

TBA