However, this aloofness dispels immediately upon sensing a strong adversary.
Coupled with her intimidating aura, Xen is often found alone, as very few dare to get close to her. This often gives the woman the appearance of being reserved if not stoic, only to be betrayed by eyes that brim with vitality and watchful curiosity. Her only concern is if the person can fight, and if they can, can they fight well. Because strength is her sole motivation for engaging anyone, and for taking mercenary gigs, Xenia remains wholly indifferent to the ideologies of villains, heroes, and vigilantes.
Eventually, it would become her reference for anything that set an person apart from the masses. While originally limited to physical feats accomplished by the potential adversary, she would later expand this label to talent, intelligence, versatility, or affinity upon reaching a wider frame of reference. The young woman judges an individual's worth based upon their strength anything else matters not. She lives for the fight in general and invigorating combat in particular indeed, her mood depends on the matter. Together, they make for a figure that is enigmatic as it is disconcerting.īy Xenia's own admission, she is a rather straightforward person. When on long journeys, Xenia will add a traveling cloak that covers her entire frame and neck, meant to shield her from the elements. Alternatively, she will make use of a t-shirt and shorts, both white as well, showing an affinity for the color. In terms of footwear, she will either don sandals or sneakers depending on the terrain, with the occasional barefoot excursion should find footwear too limiting. While not flaunting them, the woman does possess some feminine traits, albeit limited by her leanly muscular frame. She commonly dons this attire for the sake of practicality, as it least interferes with her transformation type quirk. The woman's attire meanwhile, is rather simple, normally consisting of a white tanktop and matching pants. Despite appearing in "rough" shape due to her scars, those eyes are a sign of vitality that feeds into Xenia's intimidating aura. Contrasting with this somewhat dull backdrop are striking pink eyes, vivid in hue against warm alabaster skin. Her hair is an unremarkable ash brown, somewhat unruly in nature though kept at upper-back length for the sake of manageability. A part of her relishes in these as "badges of honor" and a warning to predators that someone bigger and badder has entered the space. Evidence of her life on the streets is visible in fading scars that criss-cross her frame, with a prominent one on her right forearm.
Standing at around 6'1, she towers over her female contemporaries and a fair amount of men some claim mistakenly that Xen is even taller. When not in combat settings, her expression alternates between coldness and indifference, resulting in a chilling sensation. That is how most would describe Xenia upon first meeting her. Giant, imposing, with an intimidating aura. Since discovering her Quirk, the young woman broadened her reach, looking for strong opponents across the moral spectrum that she can crush underfoot. From there Xenia would climb the rankings, realizing she was stronger, faster, sharper, and more brutal then any other streetrat she met. In the process of procuring these, she would soon uncover a love for combat, first falling for it when her fist collided with a boy's face, crushing his nose as blood squirted out. At first this meant just food, but after being kicked out at the age of 6, it would evolve into all basic needs. Raised in an impoverished neighborhood of Bucharest, Romania by an alcoholic single mother, Xen would learn from a young age that she had to fight for what she wanted. Xenia van Helsing (バン ヘルシングジーニア, Ban Herushingu Jīnia) is a mercenary for hire operating in the reaches of eastern Europe and western Asia.
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