Flavia

she / her
  • bisexual pride flag!

info

  • full name: Flavia de Montecristo
  • height: 160cm / 5'3"
  • age: 23
  • specialization: pyromancy
  • sanctioned?: yes
  • High Gothic fluency: rough, basic understanding
  • birthplace: Cadia
  • convictions: a list almost as long as she is tall that contains everything you'd imagine a Loner psyker would be accused of lmao
blitz: brain rupture.
aura: kinetic presence.
ability: venting shriek.
keystone: warp siphon.

  • weapons

  • Inferno StaffRifthaven • Mk II
  • Blaze Force Sword Obscurus • Mk II

a horrible and mean woman ❤

sarcastic, sharp-tongued, quick-witted; will antagonize you first. Flavia is actively mean and hostile to pretty much everyone, and just as openly disdainful of the Imperium and everything about it which leaves little room for speculation on why she's even on the Mourningstar at all. a more interesting question is how she's managed to live this long without simply being executed for her abrasive and irreverent nature...

she is now always found in the company of the zealot Montecristo, and seems to be in.. some kind of relationship with him despite the two of them constantly arguing and antagonizing each other whenever they're seen. catching the attention of this man is enough to chill the bones of most, as his reputation as a torturer for the Inquisition tends to precede him, particularly his tendency to vanish his victims altogether... though those who know Flavia enough to be familiar with her personality tend to be content to leave her to her fate. She is, notably, still alive despite the zealot's fixation on her... the two of them seeming to even have some kind of obsession with each other beneath their disdain and contempt for one another.

warp aura

(wip!)

warp connection

major psychic discipline: pyromancy

minor psychic discipline: telepathy

backstory

content warnings: ableism, abuse, dark / toxic relationship.

Born as Flavia Scaevus, her small stature and frail body were considered weakness since the day of her birth, causing her existence to be detested and resented even before her connection to the warp was discovered. The since-destroyed records of even her earliest evaluations detailed her inability to even lift some heavier melee weapons other children her age were able to handle, constant and lingering physical exhaustion, poor circulation, and subpar at best hand-eye coordination with every model of gun available for trial -- effectively a social death sentence on a planet where all civilians have the expectation to be exemplary soldiers foisted upon them.
from her very first memories she was treated as a pest, a burden, a Thing and waste of resources. Her every need was held in contempt against her, her "weak" body blamed on a lack of willpower and committment to training, and her outrage at the injustice levied against her punished quite harshly. she no longer remembers a time she didn't have to protect herself with a dry, cutting wit and scathing, open disdain, or didn't feel the need to throw the first verbal punch -- after all, they were going to do the same to her anyway; she may as well have control over when the abuse was going to happen.

Mistakenly she thought at times things couldn't get worse, even as she learned quickly to keep quiet about the swirling colors everyone seemed to have slowly become surrounded by as she matured, and the whispering she started to hear. At around age 11 she experienced an involuntary surge of pale blue fire from her body, which frightened her quite deeply and made her struggle to retain her composure as a snarky mean kid, though the event alarmed those around her much more. Mercifully no one had been seriously harmed in her exposure as a psyker, yet she was still immediately handed over to the Sisters, as this event happened to coincide with one of what would be the last arrivals of the Black Ships to Cadia to collect known psykers. Her family was quite glad to be finally rid of her and made no attempt to prevent this from being overheard, but by this point they had earned her resentment in return and she found herself only feeling pleased by the thought of never seeing any of them again, even if she only lived long enough to be a warp battery for the Golden Throne.

(wip! her story's already laid out, i just gotta finish writing it all down when i'm less tired lmao)