Name: Santana Gomez

Gender: Female, Lesbian

Age/DOB: 30ish? no one knows, no one's brave enough to ask

Origin: Rookery Earth, New Mexico local

Family: Dead, a fact which she seems rather pleased about... For whatever reason. Melissa convinces her to be spliced with Manny, and their son is Sergio

Other: Though a similar woman existed on Repurposed Earth, she integrated directly into the refugees and basically never looked back. This one's much more... spicy. Notably - the Repurposed Earth version is the genetic basis for Color Guard Sandy, though for all purposes they are the same as this one here

Height: 5'2" at most

Weight: 100, thoroughly muscular and toned

Hair: reddish brown, quite shiny even in this post-apocalyptic era, straight and heavy, usually cut even with shoulders, sometimes (rarely) pulled back into a braid

Eyes: vibrantly turquoise green, matching her necklace, almost always narrowed

Appearance: medium tan skin with plenty of freckles and moles, tans into bronze in sunlight, has scarring along hands and arms, though whether they are from her prior 'work experience' or from fighting Combine on her own, no one knows

Genetic Abilities: it's possible that she has a bit of precognition, and definitely likely to have higher endurance and durability than normal, however none of this is proven

Icarus Processing: none, she is absolutely-positive that she would not 'do well' with being put into the process, after it was explained to her. She might stand to do it, anyway, at some point, just to see how durable she really could be if she were Vortally aided.

Image Credits: Doll Divine Viking Maker

Skills or Profession: She has skills relating to food preparation, but also a tremendous amount of book-learning about mechanics, electronics, code, physics both normal and theoretical, and pretty much anything else she could scrape out of the rubble. She has strong survival instincts, and easily appraises a location with a quick glance around. Of course now that the Mesa is all... different? She has to keep reminding herself where she is, in relation to where that pile or hallway used to be. Her navigation skills are also very good, so this hasn't been all that hard.
Personality: Angry, bitter, a firecracker of a girl even back before the Resonance Cascade. Born into an abusive family, she did everything she could to avoid going home, which included remaining at school until dark, putting her mind to work at least as much as her hands. She graduated high school early, quite smart and very dedicated. With an eye toward gaining a degree in mechanical engineering or electronics, Santana applied for an internship at Black Mesa and got it easily... and that was where her proper education ended. But since she survived on her own for more than a decade she's also a bit unhinged, jumpy, and resentful that suddenly now all that she's built is being ... what, reformed by some guy who can teleport? He looks familiar... But she doesn't really fault anyone for wanting to bring the place back, so she's putting her effort into fixing and rebuilding, rather than destroying or holding out alone any more.
Events or History: The Pizza Girl, Santana had been working at the pizza kiosk in Black Mesa when everything went literally sideways during the Resonance Cascade. And unlike the Repurposed world's Mesa, this one didn't get the benefit of, well, not being nuked? She was quite safe where she holed up, with a walk-in freezer lockable from the inside, and weaponry scavenged from the food court. While she did have to fight her way through some headcrabs, zombies, barnacles and the like, she effectively set herself up for long-term residence on site quite early on. She moved through the place looking for books, learning some of the science or mechanical engineering even though the whole place was a tomb.
Now that Repurposed Keenan has been renovating the entire Mesa, however, she feels a little put off. After so many years of living on her own, only the occasional dreadful zombie or a spare Vort that pops in and out of phase with the world to keep her company, Santana was a bit unhinged. This is her territory!
Once the entire place has been fully fixed up, however, and the situation outside explained, Santana has mostly held her tongue. After all, she was supposed to be putting herself through college and interning at Black Mesa, it was just happenstance that she got a job working at the Pizzaria and even more coincidental that she survived all this time. With the dragons, she feels a lot more comfortable, and enjoys their company more than humans, and fixes to make sure that the Rookery doesn't starve while it fights.

Dragon

Name: Oregano
Gender: Male
Size/Shoulder/Length: Medium-small 9' shoulder / 45' l / 85' ws
Colors: shiny mottled greens ranging from medium grass to pale mint, with clusters of brilliant yellow, pink, and blue markings on her shoulders, upper legs, and back; wingsails are tan and beige with taupe and other such brown words thrown in, fading from a white-tan at wrist to 'antlion wall spit' beige at the edge, and having spots of faded brown and white over the whole sail; spinal webbing mostly warm tan salmon mixture; eyes rich brown; claws black-brown
Features: Leaf-SandWing Hybrid, four slender and long limbs with 5 and 4 short curved claws, including heel claw on hind; two 'leaf like' veined leathery wings with 4 visible fingers, elbow strut, and short wrist thumb, all with short curved claws; scaled skin with a variety of bark-like larger overlapping scales, belly and back armor; face is dished with prominent nose hooked beak, scaly jaw nubs, external ears, and two long elegantly back-swept horns; dorsal area has spined webbing on top of neck, Sandwing-like fin without spines along lower neck to upper tail, and individually spined fins to mid-tail; body is long and slender, sinuous, the only real vestage of Sandwing parent is the webbing on back, and colors of wings
Powers: Winged Flight, Oregano is a quick if weak flier; his wings tire easily, but he can flit through reasonably narrow spaces, as well as sweep an area silently. He likes to spring into the air with his legs, and catch the warm updrafts of the desert. He can tolerate only one or two human-sized riders or weight, without becoming more tired than usual.
Verbal Speech, his voice is smooth and sultry, and he's picked up the local South-Western accent from some of the Rookery inhabitants, which seems to suit him. He doesn't have much to say about the technical things around, but he really will chat you up if you express interest in the local plants or his work with vegetation!
Plant Manipulation, he has a rare gift of being able to Vortally or magically manipulate plant matter, whether it's living or dead, and uses this to help grow food plants as well as structures. He can shape dead wood, though not 'treated' wood pieces, so if there is a chunk of tree sitting around he can cause it to sprout again, or shape it into something useful for the humans. But if it's varnished or otherwise unnaturally cured, the power doesn't work on it. He prefers to work with living grasses and roots, tubers, and shrubs, as well as herbs - he had his name before arriving... it was just coincidence that there happened to be a chef on hand to help him learn about human culture! (Santana rolls her eyes, she's not a chef...) Oregano is able to sprout seedlings or pods without planting them in ground or having water on hand, but if they are to survive those things must exist for them. Also he can clean pond scum or other simple life from water sources, purifying it for drinking or other uses. Though most Leafwings are vegetarians, he knows better than to think his diet could survive here in the desert, so his Sandwing takes over. He enjoys chowing down on antlions and headcrabs. They're crunchy!
Spore Breath, he's able to produce a sort of mushroom-spore cloud, warmed with his own breath magic. These can be manipulated by himself or other Vortal plant shapers, usually to create food sources. He adores Myc.
Parentage: Unknown Leafwing parents, father is part Sandwing though
Origin: Adopted from Moonshimmer981 on Deviantart
Other Info: A cheerful and happy dragon, it's sort of bewildering that he chose Santana of all humans to pair up with. But perhaps he thinks she's got more to her than meets the eye - or ear, as she'll curse quite loudly. He is glad that they aren't combat worthy, though he has absolutely no doubt that Santana would love to put the Combine in their place ... with that mallet of hers!