Hasenya, Knight of Dawn [Elemi/Saiyan]

Note: Hasenya is from an alternate timeline. It'll be mentioned plenty of times throughout her sheet but I wanted to put this here in plain sight.

Name: Hasenya
Age: 21
Race: Hybrid (Elemi dominant, Saiyan recessive)
Gender: Female
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 140 lbs
Hair Color: White

Eye Color: Red
Identifying Markers: Burn scars pretty much covering her body underneath her clothes. There are spots of them on her chin and neck, but her face was mostly spared.


Personality: Hasenya’s personality was influenced heavily by those she grew up surrounded by, which includes but was not limited to the Earth's Special Forces of her own timeline, which after many catastrophes was heavily cut down in numbers, and the numbers only kept getting smaller as she grew. Hasenya was no stranger to death, but in the long run this would have more positives than negatives depending on one's perspective; Hasenya has a strong mind and a stone heart (a trait that could be perceived as bad as it is good, or vice versa,) making her struggle with her own morality, stuck between doing what's right and what's necessary during more extreme situations. Hesanya has many traits one could associate with her element- or her mother, if they happen to know who that is; she can become easily fed up and hot-headed, refusing to see reason when someone has wronged her.
Likes/Dislikes: Hasenya likes activities that involve critical thinking, especially when there is some sort of mechanics or architecture involved. She also likes aerobics involving running, climbing, etc. That only excludes swimming, which is one of her primary dislikes aside from an unfinished or half-assed job, especially if it's by her hand.
Aspirations: Hasani wants to correct the timeline. To make sure that the side of good has a goddamn chance where it didn't in her own time by any and all means necessary.
Homeworld: Earth.
Allegiance: Earth's Special Forces
Starting Planet: Earth


Appearance:
Hasenya is tall, lithe, and athletic, built with agility and freedom of movement in mind, or so it would seem. Even with her Brenchian and Saiyan blood, the credit best ought to be given to her own hard work and the work of those who were patient enough to work with and train her. Her hair is long and white with a tinge of red, falling down to the middle of her back. She keeps it in order by tying it up with a large red bow. Her preferred attire is clothing with long sleeves that hugs her form, making her lighter and more maneuverable in and out of combat. Over that she may wear a jacket, or if the situation is extreme she can opt to wear armor.

Underneath all her clothes, however, she is covered nearly from head to toe in horrible burn scars. The scars are at their worst on the upper part of her body, completely covering her arms, most of her torso, and travelling far up enough that parts of her neck and chin are more lightly scarred but still very noticeable. It is because of these scars that she prefers long sleeves to short sleeves, they are an object of some of her deeper insecurities that she would much rather leave mostly hidden.

Backstory:
Times were dark for the people of Earth while Hasenya grew up. The planet could not sustain life, so most were left to roam free space or to hop from planet to planet, failing in each attempt to find safety from the unstoppable evils that had assured the seemingly ultimate and final defeat of the forces of good. People were constantly dying, left and right no matter where you turned, and the death or just plain obliteration of a planet seemed like a common occurrence. Evils greater than the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom were at work, and even they had tried to fight back, only to be reduced from their massive numbers down to a handful. More like an organized tribe and not so much a full-blown kingdom or empire. As futile as fighting back seemed, and as tempting as rolling over and dying was becoming, Hasenya was blessed to be raised among one of the few groups that refused to submit. Her mother was overprotective of her, a better mom than any could ask for in those times, but rather than apply that to sheltering her from the cruel harsh world that surrounded them, she worked to ensure Hasenya had control over her element.


Others pitched in on her training as well while she grew. Some consider teaching to be the best way of learning once they've reached a peak, and Hasenya was more than willing to put forth the effort. Not like there was much else to do when the universe was working towards an inevitable end, really. By the time she was an adult, she was pretty much a Jack of All Trades when it came to close quarters combat.

There was a period of time during Hasenya’s teenage years that the Elemi decided to use her rebellious phase in the most productive way possible, by taking her own ship and going off on her own to explore. Hasenya craved freedom from the overwhelming number of sets of eyes watching over her constantly, despite knowing the good intentions behind the overprotectiveness. Visiting the various planets within her reach that weren't yet dead or obliterated was a refreshing and fun experience for the young Elemi at the time, but with a couple of years of being mostly to her lonesome, there came a point where she had to return home to be with her family.

When she finally reached adulthood, things became even worse than they ever had been before. Whatever dark force that had been operating in the universe destroying all life had decided to make the remnants of the ESF it's target, and by the time it was nearly done killing them all, Hasenya was the sole survivor. The options at that point seemed to be fight back and inevitably be defeated, or roll over and surrender. Hasenya wasn't about to be an idiot like the former, but she wasn't about to be a coward either. She couldn't take the pity from others in the afterlife if she tried to be a hero, and she wouldn't be able to even look them in the face if she surrendered. Fortunately, fate was on her side just this once.. sort of. Hasenya fled to the dead planet that Earth once was, the biggest part of her plan right there with her. Excalibur was retrieved and preserved by the ESF during the initial evacuation, the means of which are a mystery even to her, but it didn't matter. Stories told suggested the weapon had some sentience, and that it embodied hope in some aspects. Even represented it for some people. If it were to live up to such claims, then maybe it would send her back. Back little less than twenty years to set things straight, and to help prepare for what the damned future had in store for all of life.

Everything was set up in a rather dramatic setting. An Earth void of life, a hybrid with a final hope, a holy sword firmly gripped in both hands. Heck, it was almost poetic. If she had paid any mind to it, she would have felt utterly ridiculous. Through the combined force of her own elemental powers, Excalibur’s own holy power, and an extreme exertion of her will for her only wish to be granted, Hasenya learned what it felt like to get burned in probably the most painful way she could have ever imagined. Every minute of it was worth it though, because for every minute she lost she gained another bit of time to make things right. If she couldn't change her own timeline, then she could sure as hell make things better for the people on the other side, and that was more than enough. The price of a few burns was no skin off her nose. The question of whether or not it was worth it could only be answered by time itself.
Techniques


Balanced Tree

Offense Tiers

• [OT-1] Smoke Shot

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[25% PL Damage]

[li][VT-1] Impact Incapacitator[/li]
A ball of smoke and embers is hurled into the center of a crowd, and upon impact it explodes asphyxiating those within a reasonable distance of it. This attack is similar to Ember Wave, but is non-lethal in nature and makes for a better crowd-control tool. In a transformed state, this attack is lethal and is more like a fire grenade.
[25% PL Damage + 1 turn stun]

[li][OT-2] Ember Wave[/li]
A concentrated variant of Smoke Shot, performed by holding a Smoke Shot longer than intended by closing the palm over it and then thrusting the hand forward, opening the palm when the arm is fully extended to unleash a shotgun blast of hot embers and thick black smoke. During a transformed state, this attack is fire rather than the weakened smoke.
[50% PL Damage]

Support Tiers

• [ST-1] Dematerialize

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[Dodges 100% PL cannot dodge OT-3]

[li][PT-1]Elemental Suppression [/li]
This technique is most easily done by inhaling deeply and clearing mind. Hasenya’s energy signature disappears and, strangely enough, her wounds cease 'bleeding’, or smoking if preferred.
[Power level is hidden until a technique is used. Flavored Ki Suppression.]

[li][PT-1] Flight [/li]
Simple flying technique. Done by channeling Ki energy through the feet.

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Unique Tiers

N/A

Inventory:
500 Zeni
Mirai Excalibur

Roleplay Example:
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