Post by Dawn Granger on Jun 8, 2020 18:09:04 GMT -5
Full Name: Dawn Marie Granger
Age: Early to mid-twenties
Marital Status: Single
Affiliation: Hawk & Dove, Birds of Prey, formerly Titans East
Meta-Human Abilities: Being the avatar of peace grants Dawn several abilities. The transformation takes place by her calling out the word "Dove" with the Dove costume magically appearing. When transformed, Dawn's natural abilities are enhanced. She gains intelligence and becomes a much better judge of people, while also becoming more aware of her environment. She also has the ability of flight, enhanced durability, and enhanced agility, allowing her to continually dodge enemy attacks, and she heals more quickly than normal. On high magic worlds, Dawn can focus her radiance into a blinding beam of light.
Standard Abilities: Dawn has some proficiency in hand-to-hand combat.
Subject Weaknesses: While the Dove powers increases her durability greatly, she's still not invulnerable. Dove can be injured by a strong enough attack, particularly a piercing type. The transformation also wears off--sometimes when the danger has passed, sometimes when she has lost consciousness. Dawn is also a pacifist and while it certainly helps to bring balance between her and the combatant Hank, it can cause her to hesitate in situations where violence turns out to be necessary.
Dawn was one of two daughters born to Marie and Russ Granger. Her mother was a diplomatic courier, leading to her being in the American embassy in London when it was taken over by terrorists. Dawn was in London at the time as well, but due to the Crisis happening at the same time, she was unable to get help from the local authorities. It was then she heard voices, offering her the kind of power to deal with the situation. She agreed and was transformed into Dove. She subdued the terrorists and her mother was saved.
Later learning that the original Dove has died during the Crisis, Dawn went to the memorial service for the lost heroes of the Crisis. There, she was able to recognize Hawk even as a civilian. She followed him, taking note of his instability, but lost when she was called away as Dove.
Dawn blew lightly on her coffee, watching the steam sway in the air briefly before returning to its original path. The little cafe on the edge of campus was bustling with fellow students grabbing a pick-me-up in-between classes or wishing to enjoy a hot beverage as they study. The atmosphere wasn't currently the most quiet, which was why Dawn tended to prefer to study in her apartment. She wasn't here for studying anyway, though.
Across from her sat Hank Hall: her partner, her friend, her "complicated." He looked bored out of his mind. He'd downed his coffee in a few quick gulps, making Dawn wince in sympathy for his throat. Now, he was spinning his mug around on the table, the grinding sound of the ceramic against the wood starting to drive Dawn kinda nuts.
The mug was in the middle of another spin, when she reached out and grabbed the object, stilling it. She let out a sigh. "Would you like a refill?" Hank gave her a look, because she knew what he really wanted: to go back to bed. Nevermind it was the middle of the afternoon.
They'd admittedly had a late night last night with the Birds of Prey. The team had taken on about five stories full of smugglers who dabbled in everything from drugs to illegal weaponry to people. While her preference was always for a nonviolent resolution to conflict, there was always something at least a little satisfying about kicking the asses of those kind of people.
She released Hank's mug, leaned back in her chair, and brought her own cup to her lips, now that the temperature was no longer scalding. Last night's mission had been successful, but long as well. They were both now only going off a few hours of sleep, so she couldn't blame Hank for wanting to sleep the day away. She'd seriously considered skipping her classes for the day, as well.
But something--a sort of instinct from deep in her gut--told her not to leave him alone: not to let him stew in his dark apartment all day. There'd been something off about him since he came back from the dead: like all the turmoil he normally carried within him had only increased. It worried her and frustrated her even more that she didn't know what to do about it. It was her job, wasn't it, to bring peace to his chaos? She wasn't sure she was doing such a good job of that, lately.
Nevertheless, it'd only taken some minor prying and literal dragging on her part to get him to accompany her to the cafe before her classes. She'd been hoping the quaint little cafe would help him relax, but he seemed just as amped up as ever.
She checked the time on her phone and let out another sigh. "Class starts soon." She rose from her seat, mug in hand. "I'll see you later, Hank." She didn't mean to let her exhaustion creep into her voice, but it had. Something--guilt, she thought--flickered across Hank's face, but she was already stepping away toward the counter to get a to-go cup. They'd talk later, she promised herself. She wasn't giving up on him--wasn't sure if she ever could, but right now, she needed to take some time to find her own peace first.
Player Alias: Jason
Other Characters: Jason Todd, Lois Lane, & Jessica Cruz
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