A sweeping grace, a hidden agenda, tall and slender with silver eyes that sparkle silently. Ruby lips that hint at smiles even as her hands clench into fists. Dangerous. Deadly. What is her secret?
~Appearance~
Secret cuts a striking figure in any room, long legs and lithe, muscular figure adding to a natural dancer's grace. Rather than standing straight however, she prefers to lounge idly, similar to a bored teenager, leaning against walls, people and other objects as well as slouching like a champion. Her spikey, tousled double hair glints silver even in the dark. Matching shimmering silver eyes staring from under dark eyelashes, winking above a pert nose and full, sculpted ruby lips inched into a cheeky smirk.
She's fond of wearing punkish style clothes, usually in varying clashing dark shades with chains and lace to add to the effect.
~Powers~
Though she lacks any superhuman abilities or special training, Secret is an able combatant, having previously fought regularly in place of a paid job. She does, however, possess an innate quality of interest. Her scent.
Secret's scent and taste (should one be suicidal enough to try) change to appeal directly to the deepest, most desperate desire of a person's heart.
