Would you like a cupcake? They’re really good, I made them myself.
I remember trying your cookies, but I don’t recall ever trying your cupcakes. So I think I’ll accept your offer.
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P O W E R · P E R S O N I F I E D —- ＦＲＩＧＩＯＫＩＮＥＳＩＳ[ noun. ] the ability to manipulate, influence, and control coldness
[ origin. ] from the latin term, frigus, meaning cold.
To be one with the cold is to escape all forms of heat. The user is one who is stern, true to themselves —- their hearts locked away, frozen over. Melting is never an option for the frigiokinetic —- because for every heatwave, there must be a ice storm to keep the balance. For every up, there must be a down. Thus is a way of life —- this is the way for the cold one.
These users have the ability to keep the cold under their command, atomic kinetic energy slowed down to a point to allow the heat no room to call a place it’s home, a chill creeping up to keep one grounded and safe. They bend this world, knowing that not everything is sunshine and daisies. They are the preservers. They are the guardians. They are the ones to depend on when the fire has run out.
A common misconception is that cold manipulators gather their power from the ice and water around them —- but this is a lie that has spread upon this land like a disease longing to corrupt and contain. The cold and ice are brethren —- the cold is what gives the wind its chill. What gives water its freezing touch. The cold is its own master and those who do not know this shall learn its true power.
But they are fragile —- fear can creep up to them and cause irrational outbursts. Negativity finding solace within the cold one, shutting the world and it’s welcoming arms out. They can be introverted, afraid of a social life. One sudden move and the ice can shatter within them —- one has to be gentle with a frigiokinetic —- lest they want their own hearts to freeze over as well.
Tracy, it’s a pleasure to see you. I can understand, however something in me tonight felt like a change of scenery… indulging my finer tastes. How are you?
””Finer tastes.” Well, you’ve certainly picked the right place, I must say.” She takes a seat next to him. “I’m as good as always. How’re you? Busy as always, I imagine.”
No, this seat isn’t taken.
Fancy meeting you here. I have to admit I never imagined you’d come to a place like this for a drink, but here we are.
“Of course you pulled it off, you’re Tracy Strauss.” Claire can’t help the wide smile that crossed her face, and she laughed with her friend. “Well, I’m glad you can shake it all off now that it’s done.” She lifts her drink up towards Tracy. “Here’s to getting the job done?” Too bad the words taste bitter—wrong.
Compliments were nothing when people you don’t care about are the ones giving them to you, but this was Claire— almost like family. This immediately made her smile deepen; flattered by the other blonde as she held her cup up high to clasp with her’s. “Here’s to a job well done!” Says Tracy, then sipping from her cup. “So what has Claire Bennet been up to lately?”
Character Name: Tracy Strauss
Age (in 2017): 40
Appearance: She’s definitely got shorter hair because it’s easier to manage. Otherwise, she’s absolutely the same as she did before despite her turning 40 during the time-skip.
Roommates (if applicable): N/A (Micah is in New Orleans with his grandmother for the time being)
Occupation: She was formerly head of the political division for PROTECT. Tracy was offered a promotion and she (being as ambitious as ever) took it, now working as “Diligence” for PROTECT’s “Seven Heavenly Virtues”.
Goals: Her goals now are the same as before. She wants to make the world a better place for her nephew and herself.
Top five relationships (friends, family, etc…):
Significant events/development from vol. 2
Tracy was targeted by a man whose name she never got. He managed to put a bullet through her head, but of course, that’s nothing new. She’s been shot through the chest and survived. She just became water after that, and managed to corner this man (Arthur Evans) in an alley way, who never revealed who sent him, and managed to escape before she could get any other answers from him.
During the night at the Museum, Tracy met her own reflection. Her triplet sister, Barbara, who was pretending to be her. The lights were cut and she never saw her sister again. She’s determined to find her again.
Tracy met Maxwell, a fellow PROTECT agent who has requested her help regarding political advice. As they talk, they agree on making a speech to attract the human terrorists who were supposedly targeting Post-Humans with political influences. Tracy brought a Post-Human friend who was open to the public (and also a politician); scared of being targeted again, she was uncomfortable with openly revealing her Post-Humanity, although she bares the Post-Human tattoo (which she tried to conceal with a long sleeve jacket during said speech) and carried on her speech just fine.
It is after the speech that things got bad. Tracy is shot multiple times by someone sent by Jon Dexter (the same person who hired Arthur Evans to assassinate her). Maxwell runs after the man and takes him down, Tracy then uses her ability to inflict pain on the man until he eventually told her who it was that hired him. Maxwell then takes him prisoner.
Tracy was offered to join the Seven Heavenly Virtues and still being an ambitious woman, she gladly joined.
Significant events/development during time jump
How has your character been affected by the plot (this sort of goes with the one above)
Now that the factions are leveled, she feels like PROTECT has the biggest chance on winning now that she’s working as a field agent. Being put in this situation though, she had to let go of Micah for a while to keep him safe.
Anything else you would like to add: N/A
"That’s a really good point." Sophia messes with the ends of her scarf, obviously stalling for time. "So I’m handing in my resignation letter. The family and I are moving to Washington."
“Oh…” The look of determination in the ginger’s face was enough to convince her that she was serious. “I want you to know that I appreciate everything you’ve done for PROTECT, and that I will miss working with you.”
Which one do you want first?
"Ummm…" Tracy tilts her head to the side ever so slightly; letting her blonde locks fall down onto her shoulders. "Bad news first. Doing so in this order helps to overlook the bad, I think.” She narrows her eyes as she comes to stand up straight. “Shoot.”