18

Female

Always called Lex

Light-skinned. Not quite pale, but nearly.

Gaelic American

Bright blue

none

130 lbs

5'10"

Dirty blonde

Mid-back length dreads. Often cluttered with silver rings, feathers, or beads and tied back with strips of fabric.

Long, thin scar from the corner of her left armpit to the crease of her left elbow. Additionally scarring on her forearms and under her right eye. The one on her left arm was from a forced gang initiation from which she was rescued by the sudden murder of the lead man. The gang disbanded and each man joined other gangs for fear of death. All the rest are from fights or falls.

*nearly always scowling
*never wears colors other than black or grey
*often found in ripped black jeans and rarely without her black combat boots

Thin, but muscular and limber from running and climbing her whole life. Quad dominant. Also has stronger biceps and triceps than typical for a girl.

Seeing how much she can take from a woman's purse before she notices.

Glares a lot, almost always snarling, chews on lip and picks at fingers in order to appear uninterested, strong posture, walks like she's in charge

Staying alive and getting what she wants in the moment. Nothing else is particularly important.

She acts tough, but she would die for Lonzo's life. Or really anyone in the group. Despite her stone cold mask, she cares so deeply that she often gets hurt as a result.

Anyone who's not a street kid. They assume she got there by her own doing and they treat her as such. Garbage humans.

Unusually good at sneaking around and acquiring things that don't actually belong to her. Good at climbing and hiding.

Although Quinn is the self-proclaimed leader of the gang, Celeste is the acting boss. Dominating presence, demands respect without saying a word. Nearly always frowning, angry, glaring, disapproving, etc. Stone cold, appears emotionless. Makes the calls, the boys listen to her (actually, they're afraid of her). Hard heart, gives off the "you can't hurt me, I don't feel a thing" vibe.

Cheesecake if she had to pick. But she wouldn't admit it, ever. So anything that lets her stay alive another day.

Chickens always make a filling meal

5 inch machete

One of the silver rings in her hair belonged to her mother. She hated her mother, but that constant reminder pushes her to stay alive and be better than her mother was.

Color is irrelevant

Street Kid, Survival, Thief

Survival

Atheist

Street kid

Never schooled. Street smart.