Name: Aria Leonhart
Alter Ego: None
Age: 24 (For Baker’s story)
Gender: Female
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Light Brown, looks auburn in certain sunlight.
Distinct Markings: she has a small môle, mole close to corner of lip.
Height: 5’6” with heels 5’9”
Martial Status: Single
Birthplace: Hamburg, Germany
Current Residents: Wherever the hell “The Triangler
Relationship with: Likes London, however it’s up to Bakes whether ou not they actually become a couple XD
Foes: 96/Alacurd

articles she WILL appear in: “The Triangle” par Bakes2389

Powers: Ability of which she can control someone, ou a group of people, the speed of their thought process and/or movements. Such as accelerating a person running to the point of Flash ou making someone surveys his ou her current environment at a escargot pace. She can apply this to her as well. The drawback is that she cannot control plus than 5 people and if she is controlling a group they all have to be traveling ou processing the same. It’s impossible, for her, to have 2 people moving/thinking slow whereas another 3 is processing fast. Another, she cannot secretively use her power. Whenever she activates, gears, as a clock face will appear at the bottom of her feet glowing bright yellow and her eyes flare up in gold. She can activate this power par telekinesis. Aria may also this on objects.

Weakness: She can use her ability up for an hour, but needs to wait another heure in order to use it again.

Skills: Aria practices contortionism and aerialist. Thus her agility is feline like. She always carries a hoop bracelet on her right wrist for defensive reasons. The hoop bracelet is metal and is able to increase in size as well as decrease. Aria uses it as a weapon such as throwing, putting people at baie as well as an attack. Aria is decent hand-to-hand fighter, however she never touched a gun but is fairly good with a Rapier.

Personality: Aria is well spoken, holds herself with pride, quite, and reserved. She enjoys being with people as well as entertaining them with her cello ou bass. Aria is easily embarrassed and also has a hard time expressing her feelings and thoughts, which is why she uses musique to express all emotions she has trouble putting into words. Aria is paranoid.

Appearance: Long brown hair with hazel eyes, she always wear Victorian style dresses (because she is very fond of that era). However she does own several casual clothing. Perfect posture, curvy with an average bust line.

History: Aria was born in Hamburg, Germany when her Father’s traveling circus was visiting. Her father is one of the lead acts for the animal montrer in the circus whereas her mother is musician (plays Cello) and an acrobat. Aria lived in the circus life for 11 years; during those years she picked contortionism and aerialist. Until her parents decided to leave the life after hearing about the “Flying Graysons Accident.” In fear that something would happen to them during their acts, they moved to Aria’s mother homeland in Russia. Upon entering Middle School, Aria discovered her powers during a fitness gram. Running the mile, she somehow tapped into her telekinesis when she was starting to fall behind. Resulting for her to run extremely fast only to crash into a building and breaking several bones. After hearing about her newly found powers, her parents traveled to the Jump City, United States, hoping Aria would find help for controlling her powers. She did not find any help until she turned 16, when leaving her school one night Aria was mugged par thugs. Luckily, she tapped into her powers and slowed them down, giving her enough time to take down 2. However due to her lack of experience, the hold stayed for 15 minutes leaving 2 other thugs. Then a man known as 96 saved her, he took down all the thugs in just 5 swings. Out of the blue, 96 offered to train Aria despite having no superpowers. Yet, Aria agreed and soon began to travel with him until she turns 20. 96 and her had a steady relationship, boyfriend and girlfriend, but when 96 revealed the fact he was a mercenary and a wanted criminal, also he was soon growing plus possessive of her. Aria quickly cut all ties with him. Being still hung up on Aria, 96 stalk her but Lost track of her after two years. She now works in a bar playing bartender and her cello ou bass.

Excerpt with her:

This has nothing to do with Bakes currently story, it’s just a aléatoire excerpt I wanted to write. No part of the following is official, unless Bakes wants it to be.
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Remembrance is like a coin toss, it’s always 50/50. There are times where it lands on tails and other times hands is up. Remembering a memory may bring joy ou distress. With distress stalking the mind, people often stay up at night contemplating the “what if’s” ou “why’s?” Pondering ways to make the stress into ease, delicate movements against the indecisive emotions.

Emotions are the cause of her awaking. She paced back and forth her kitchen, her thighs blazing with bumps. Yet, she continued her pace. Running her slender fingers through pulling the brown yarn away from her swollen face. Aria was disgruntled.

“No, no, no...” She chanted, stopping momentarily to take a sip of the cooling water.

Suddenly, the cup slip from her grasp and in no time it broke way as it impacted the marble floor. Aria let out a gasp and a curse, and then she made way to dispose the shards. With caution, she picked each and tossed into the bin. When she rose on her feet, Aria felt another cœur, coeur attack; she snapped her tensed body underneath the electrifying touch.

“Aria, I heard something break. Are toi okay?” London’s serenity was touched with his natural English ring.
His cobalt irises fixed onto blood-shot eyes, her lip quivering beneneath her bite.

“Lon..London…” Neither denying nor confirming her puffy cheeks, Aria wrapped her arms around this man’s lean body. Aligning her plump body along his as her arm slip underneath his arm while her head rested on his bare chest. “I’m sorry for waking toi up.”

“Don’t… don’t be.” He reassured, patting down her hair in his state of confusion.

Aria fully relaxed her being when Londres grip firmly around her, his cologne suffocating her but that’s what she loved the most. Her heavy eyelids began to fall but when her eyes caught glimpse of the broken glass on the floor, Aria eyes were wide open once more. In the reflection, Aria was not in the arms of the man she is currently is fond of instead it was mocking memory. The dark locks were overwritten with platinum, skin growing pale while his azure irises are replaced with crimson gaze.

“96.” She thought to herself.

Londres wince a bit to Aria’s fingernails digging into his skin. He tightens his hold around her, comforting her the only way he knows.

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Yeah, I highly doubt I’ll finish that and Londres AND ARIA is not a couple. Unless Bakes say otherwise, and if this character does not end with Londres then she single but if she sounds like an OC toi want your OC to be with then ask me, and I’ll give toi the okay ou refusal. However this only applies if Baker DOES NOT make them an official couple.