Name: Daisy Hayes Gender: Female, Straight Age/DOB: ~26, 1934, put in stasis by one or another Keenans, removed to aid the fight, moved to the Rookery by some general consensus of kallah-vahhs Origin: Dimension.... maybe nearby, not this one. Not that other one either, 'dimension V', sure, close enough Family: Disowned by them when she 'ran away' - actually she left the family homestead because her father refused to 'allow' her to work on a degree in science and mathematics, and her mother kept trying to marry her off; she understands that a lot of people don't have even that much these days, but she doesn't miss her own and realizes they've been dead for quite a while even on her home Earth Other: She's actually quite taken by scientists and Lane alike, will she ever want a family? Eh, not so much but she won't stop Melissa or whoever else from taking those weird samples of theirs Height: 5'0" Weight: like, 90? 100? she's 'diminuative' at best, 'tiny' at worst Hair: Dark, brick-red, heavy, but not wiry; kept short and stylish, she likes sitting around with Caroline, Rhea, and even Thomas to 'get her hair done' - in styles that only they really appreciate... Eyes: Medium brown, a solid shade with hardly any variation, though they are often squinted in thought or analysis Appearance: peaches and cream with a strong blush and freckles, burn-and-peel in the sun; she really is very small, even for an adult that grew up in the depression-era of her Earth. That said, she's still nicely feminine and quite pretty according to a very wide variety of men around her. She definitely and clearly likes styles of dress that faded out of fashion decades before the current era - but thankfully there's that amazing city below the ocean that has bunches of it still sitting around! Genetic Abilities: None overtly, but Daisy is remarkably intelligent and quick witted, catches on very fast to new things, and adapts her own perception according to needs. She has a stunning inherent understanding of numbers, math, geometry, code, basically anything that can be broken down into some form of numbers. Icarus Processing: None, but Melissa has encouraged her to start taking the Pythagoras treatments to 'fully enable' her abilities that already exist with math and numbers |
Image Credits: Azalea's Dolls 40s Fashion |
Skills or Profession: Most of her prior experience was in the form of stamping papers and changing time charts, but her heart was always in the numbers. There are only a couple of the Pantheon who are as good at math-in-your-head as she is, even without that Pythagoras stuff she's been stirring into coffee lately. She learns so fast that it's hard to even estimate how much of the Lambda lab programs she could outright recreate right now, but she's been of incredible use putting touches on code, triple-checking data and math. If she'd been, as 'her' Lane regrets not having done, put into Black Mesa when he first met her, she would have been the Administrator within a decade, but would still always have preferred to be working on the science. Adaptable, flexible, and able to take seemingly random data and putting it together in new ways, she's got her eye on helping fix up the Rookery, then Aperture, and perhaps even the Borealis. She figures the Rapture facility has more than enough going on before she'll get to that place - the other facilities are in less ruin and more accessable anyway. | |
Personality: Kind, smart, honest, and blunt at times rather a lot like Melissa, but without the blistering force that the blonde achieves. Her tiny size tends to make people underestimate her, but then anyone that knows the Pantheon has stopped doing that just in case whoever they're around is 'the actual expert' on things. She is 'the actual expert' on code, math issues, rocket science - she notes how stuffy Magnusson gets, with Yet Another Woman Here in his domain, but she just gently slides by him and fixes any rare mistake before he can utter a blustery word. She's gentle, polite, a feature of not only her upbringing but her old profession behind a counter. Quite good at watching people and their behaviors, to make sure that they get what they need, or to call security if there's danger. She's a bit weirded out that there are as many other women in Lane's life - after all he never brought any of them through her station... | |
Events or History: With a very standard 'education in the 30s', Daisy was really, really bored most of the time, and would stop by the library on the way home every day after school, pore over ever-increasingly difficult books on mathematics, sciences, and the like. Unfortunately her family didn't 'approve' of such things, and she would have been relegated to a life of misery, so... off she went, but shortly realized that applications to most of the universities she could find that even took women at all, 'required' a husband's, father's, or other such approval to even begin filing paperwork. Disgusted, angry, and alone, she started working wherever she could - almost getting involved with banking but she very quickly realized it would also be relegating her to 'typing and smiling'. At least with a job on the railway, she was able to continue reading and amassing more information - and was very good at her job, helping estimate down time, distances to travel, and the like. Though she does move between locations quite often, she has a place within Lane Mansion, as well as portal-based connections to Aperture, the Rookery, and will want to have others too. She's considered moving permanently to that train station near the Mansion grounds, honestly - and there's one in the Ranch too! How perfect! She really does want to see everything connected and unified. |
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Dragon Name: Flightpath |
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