Name// Felicity "Fliss" Vashti

Age// twenty one

Gender// Female

Sexuality// Biromantic

Birthday// November 1st

Grifter

Personality

Curious. Very much so. Wants to know how everything works and probably asks too many questions for her own good. Can become completely distant and cold, but that doesn't happen often.

❝ I've been so many people I can't even remember who I was at the start ❞

Background

Two days after her birth she was stolen from the hospital. At the age of five, Fliss' supposed aunt, Hera, began dragging her along on cons. They'd use the girl as a distraction, send her in with a script, and pick her up on the way out, stolen items tucked away safely. Felicity had a record in school for lying- getting the smaller kids to do her bidding, making excuses for missing assignments- but nothing could ever be proven. And with how often they moved, it wasn't like it mattered.

On her fourteenth year of life, Fliss ran her first solo job, extorting a total of ten thousand dollars from a family she'd been adopted by- a corrupt one, no doubt.

Her aunt was arrested a week before Fliss turned sixteen, and was killed in prison. She doesn't have anything to look forward to.

❝ Felicity Vashti was the type of girl no one would go looking for.❞

Likes

Puzzles and traps. The flow of adrenaline. Having something to lose on the line. The thrill, bare-bones chill of fear.

Dislikes

Routine. Becoming accustomed to things. Not having anyone competent enough to busy herself with.