Thread: World Rehabilitation (InsertNameHere x KayLove)

Characters General Info Name Aurora Nickname Rora Age Specific age Unknown, looks about 23 Height 5'9'' Weight 142lbs Visual Figure Aurora was blessed with large birthing hips as her mother called them along with a rear to match, while in the breast area she has small 34C sized cups, not much, simply for the fact her body wouldn't allow for it. She had a toned body underneath her pale skin that can be seen when she is in a physical situation. Needless to say she has a bottom heavy hourglass figure, one that she enjoys. Eye Color Ice blue with a ring of gold around the iris. Hair ColorStyle Her naturally black hair was tinted over the years in the ice, turning her naturally black hair to a dark blue with the ends of her hair ending in a striking white. Usually, well traditionally, Aurora has her hair braided down her back but when it is loose her hair reaches to the middle of her back in soft waves and frames her face. Weapons Aurora is proficient in the bow and arrow as well as wielding a spear. The two most simple survival tool handy at the time. Unique Characteristics She had many scars that she had gained over the years. One of the more prominent ones running down her back from right shoulder blade to left hip. It was from being whipped when she was younger, she hates the sight of it. She also has several rings tattooed around her upper arm, they are thick but decorated with various symbols that she has long forgotten how to read. Over all Aurora carries herself like any hunter would, like death was just around the corner, stealthy but lethal. Power in her steps as well as her eyes. But as to how she will carry herself newly resurrected is unknown. Aaron Tyler had been a busy man for the last three years. Even by his standards and his standards being those of a smart, borderline genius billionaire. In, fact, since his plans had been entirely rejected by every single military, political and economical leader around four years ago, he changed his goals. Or, rather, he refined them and chose another path to reach them. His goals were simple, saving the world and, mostly, from itself. Recyclable green energy, atomic fusion instead of fission, colonizing the moon and, later, Mars and every other planets in the solar system then the milky way. Curing diseases, aging and growing fruits in the deserts. With near infinite green resources, there would be no need to spare anyone then no need to fight for them and wars would naturally end. Obviously, this couldn't work. Not because of the required technology, Aaron already invented it or mapped the blue prints needed. No, because of men. Those leaders didn't want changes. Unless they'd profit from them, every steps of the way. Aaron thought about doing it anyway, using mass market and free networks but he knew they'd retaliate and a sterile war would follow. He also thought about contracting mercenaries to get rid of them and force his vision unto the world but he lived at an age of Meta Humans. To get even a chance, he'd need to hire super criminals and those guys were simply not trustworthy. You don't hire a psychopath for the greater good. And even the so called heroes wouldn't support him. Not on such a scale. Their job, it seemed, was to put threats in prison so they could escape and do it again and protect their corrup government. Luckily, he found a solution. He was 30 now and this solution had been three years in he making. One of his most advanced satellite found a very peculiar energy source iin the Iceland and this was where he found her. Trapped and frozen in ice. An ice coffin that preserved her so well, she kept radiating energy on a very particular spectrum. She was also still storing it. She had been absorbing photons and electrons at a small but steady rate for a few thousands years now. In fact, by his calculation, she was certainly the first meta human on the planet. Which would explain her heigth. She was taller than the people of her time. He brought the ice coffin in a container to his head quarter and, for the last three years, every day of his life revolved around her. She would be the key to bringing his plans to life. He spent a fortune trying to disappear, to erase his name from every data base. He built several high tech research facilities and headquarter. One of them sub terranean and anothe ron the dark side of the moon. Even one orbiting the planet in a stealthy advanced cloaking device. He hacked CCTV software all over the world as well as used his own customized drone camera to study the whereabouts, strengths and weaknesses of every super humans. All the while, slowly, carefully trying to bring the iced woman back to life. While he meticulously melt the ice and warmed her human life functions back to normal, he also checked on her radioactivity level, due to her smal energy emission, as well as fed her with information. Lasers were photons and she absorbed them. Lasers could carry informations so she fed her with informations about the world. Its history, its states, his plans. The wars, the polution, the dark ages, the terrorism, the futility of the current heroes, the political and economical corruption, the poverty, the natural disasters, the languages, english in particular so she would be able to understand him when she'd wake up... and so on. So, imagine how excited he could have been when he heard his home computer warning him she was waking up. It was 3AM but, in a subterranean HQ, day and night cycle didn't mean much. He quickly put on a black T-shirt, a grey cargo pants, sneakers and hazmat suite all other it. He ran to the lab she was in, and sealed it with his password as in a lockdown procedure. As he saw the container, linked to her vitals, opening, he began to talk through th suit's micro, My name is Aaron Tyler, I helped you getting back to life, this is my home. You're safe here. No one is going to hurt you. It's a safe environement but you're emitting radioactivity which is toxic for human being and I' like you to controle it, absorb it back and stop emitting it. He kept saying it in loop, slowly and as friendly as possible, knowing full well she would certainly be completely disoriented for a few minutes at least. But it was all worth it. That was what he was thinking. all worth it.