Euphoria
EUPHORIA
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Appearance
Euphoria's mortal glamour is intimidatingly beautiful. She is the sort of woman you'd fantasize about picking up at a bar but never have the guts to speak to. Maybe it's self-preservation. There is a sense of something dangerous lurking underneath those long, dark lashes. She is tall and slender like a model, tightly packed with muscle. She carries herself with elegance and grace, even if her personality doesn't mesh. When left to her own devices she is quite slovenly. She makes even jogging pants and sweatshirts look good. Hell, she'd prefer to go naked if mortals didn't stare. Small breasts allow her to get away with billowy, open shirts, even when it's not appropriate, and maintain a somewhat androgynous figure. Her black hair cascades down her back and whips about her face, making her look like a chivalrous knight straight from a fairytale. However, she is far from one.
Personality
Euphoria is a deeply physical thing, thinking little of her actions or their consequences. If she thinks about much of anything at all. She only cares for the here and now. She single-mindedly pursues whatever pleasure (or pain) she can squeeze out of life. And her's is a long, easily bored one. Her natural temperament is aloof and effortlessly cool. As though she doesn't care about anything and never has to try. It's also true that she hates bothersome things, becoming frustrated at anything she's bad at. When the right person comes along and ignites her competitive streak, she practically glows with excitement. There are few things that she enjoys more than the thrill of the fight. Only sometimes does she regret not living a gentle life writing poetry, planting vegetables, and painting bowls of fruit. Not that she would ever admit to something so dishonorable as being a fruity little nerd.