Requiem Signs Character Applicaton: Leila AndernName: Leila ÄndernRequiem Signs Character Applicaton: Leila Andern by Jolteon-of-Doom
Height: 5’ 7” (170.18 cm)
Weight: 130 lbs (58.967 kg)
Ability: Leaf Guard – She is immune to status effects when exposed to strong sunlight.
Leila stands at an average height of 5 feet 7 inches. She is lean and athletic, with supple, voluptuous curves and moderately long limbs. Her limbs show average muscle mass, but high muscle tone. Her body is muscularly toned, indicating a good amount of physical training. Her skin shows a decent amount of tan, due to her habit of sunbathing.
Leila’s face is an oval shape, with high, but non-protruding, cheekbones and a small mouth with full pink lips. She has large, fierce, anime-like eyes, which can be slightly intimidating to stare at for a prolonged period of time. Her eyebrows are thin, and have a dark tan colour. Her iris is a deep blue colour, like the oce
Requiem Signs: MercyThe cement floor of the dark alleyway was cold against his aching back. He felt light-headed, and a warm liquid seeped out from the spot where his head had hit the apathetic brick wall.Requiem Signs: Mercy by Jolteon-of-Doom
His eyes grew heavy, as the crucial blood that keeps him alive continued to drip onto the cement floor. It pooled into a puddle that embraced him like a baby in a mother’s arms. It felt warm as it seeped into his clothes.
He struggled to lift his head, and saw another member of his gang brutally slaughtered, like a squealing pig. His fellow gang member was lifted into the air by a man clad in dark blue. The man’s hand shined blue, yellow, and red, and his fellow gang member exploded into a cloud of boiling hot blood and little bits of frozen organs.
The sound of droplets of blood hitting the floor like raindrops was sickening. Bile threatened to explodes out of his mouth in droves, but he barely managed to keep it in. He huffed. It was getting harder to breathe. Was his end near?
He lifted h
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