Name: Foxeia
Nickname: Vix, Vixie, Foxy _{(though there’s very few people who get away with that one)}
Age: Appears to be in her late teens/early twenties
Gender: Female
Race: Nobody
Affiliation: Rogues of Axiom
Proof of Existence: The Volatile Furie
Weaponry: Twin Bladed Obsidian Tonfa
Ability: Control of Magma
Other’s Home-world: Land of Dragons


Physical Description
Hair: True Black _{(i.e: gets a pronounced blue sheen in strong light)} to her waist with a side parting, her bangs are short across her forehead , and to her collarbones on either side of her face.
Eyes: Ruby
Complexion: Sallow
Height: 5’ 11”
Weight: 112 lbs
Distinguishing Marks: Marks: Nobody symbol tattoo on the back of her neck, dragon tattoo on her left shoulder blade, oriental dragon on her left foot, symbolic owl in celtic knot-work on upper right arm, scar on her right eyelid, scar between her shoulder blades
Uniform: Black coat – floor length if her boots weren’t heeled – sleeves to elbow with ‘medieval’ cuffs, poppy-red lining, fingerless black leather gloves, red ribbons tied around upper arms, red and black corset, red belt, grey trousers, black boots with chains on the ankles.


Fighting style: Foxeia's hands-on when it comes to fighting – she’ll use her magma as distraction and obstacles unless she needs to get as dangerous as possible. While she still sees the value of gauging her opponent, she is faster to respond now. Once she's taken their measure, she fights with her head.

She tends to avoid unnecessary fights, as she doesn’t see the point in expending her energy for nothing. Depending on the situation though, she may choose starting a fight as the best way to accomplish her means; that type of situation would be if she needed to cause a distraction to help a team-mate, or needed to incapacitate/kill an enemy.

She's fast, but smart, and knows when it's better to hang back and wait.

Despite loosening up on her personal restraint, she still keeps her temper in check during a fight if she can. If she does loose her temper, she's feral, and will ignore wounds until either her opponent or herself cannot continue.


Personality: Foxeia's a lot more reserved and slower to open up to anyone. Those she trusts she will confide in, but it's far more give and take – she won't give too much information off the cuff, and will only open up as far as the other party is willing to.

Her attitude has become a lot more streetwise 'bad-girl', and she’s more world-worn. She’s lost the almost childlike innocence she had in regards to certain subjects. Her sarcastic sense of humour has a more adult edge to it, and some of her comments can be complete innuendo and/or deliberately embarrassing if she feels like it.

She shows irritation more easily, but she is still hard to provoke – she will often just turn and walk away from an irritating situation. When it is a person who is getting on her nerves, she sometimes does the same. However, if she was settled somewhere first, she has no intention of moving. When getting irritated her tone and words become very caustic, but she still warns someone when they’re going too far. It is however up to them to act on the hint. Her view is, “If you play with fire, you’re gonna get burned.” She can seem a bit feral at times, as she does actually snarl at things that are starting to get her angry.

Her fighting style has become faster and more aggressive. She has loosened up on her former restraint, and is faster to respond to a challenge, though she still won't waste her energy in a pointless fight.

One thing Foxeia really doesn't like is her name being shortened to 'Foxy', especially by men, due to the connotations of the word, and being addressed as such will result in a growled "Don't ever call me that again!” However, she's actually fond of the nicknames 'Vix' and 'Vixie', shortened from 'Vixen'.

Foxeia is caring and protective of those who matter to her, and will stand in defense of them, even to the death if needs be. She is an extremely loyal friend once someone has earned her friendship.


History: Foxeia is unaware of her Somebody’s place of birth. All she knows of her Somebody’s early life is that she was an orphan, raised on a farm in the south of the Land of Dragons, expected to work to earn her keep once she was old enough to do anything useful. Foxeia knows that her Other was not native to the land, and expects that her parents were traders.

Her Other never married, and never expected to, while she did long for love. As a foreign orphan, Foxeia’s Other was the lowest on the social scale, frequently referred to as a nothing, often to her face. She accepted it with an outward display of meekness, boiling inside, as she knew that she was as good as anyone else.

Her Other slept in a small hut, on the edge of the farm she lived on, her ‘bed’ consisting of the earthen floor of the hut and a single ragged old blanket. The one thing her Other felt any sense of ownership over was an ancient cherry-tree that stood next to the hut, because it was far enough from the farm house that she was the only person who regularly saw the beauty of the tree when it was in bloom.

From an early age, Foxeia’s Other used the tree to scale the farm wall and explore the area outside when she was meant to be asleep. The girl’s favourite place was the slopes of the volcanic mountain the farm was located at the foot of.

Her Somebody met her death on that mountain one day when she had been given a rare half-day off from work. She had climbed half-way up the mountain, when the volcano erupted. In fleeing from the lava-flow, the girl fell into a gorge cut by a waterfall, and slammed into a large rock protruding from the edge of the gorge, dying from internal trauma before the lava that caught up with her could burn her badly.

When she awoke again as a Nobody, Foxeia had everything her Other wished for. A family, acceptance, respect – she belonged, which was all she ever wanted.

However in the year and more she was a member of Organization infinity, she has seen things change. She feels that under the new Superiors, the Organization has lost it's way, and a sense of belonging and a purpose were both very important to her. She felt trapped. In the halls, there were few she could relate to anymore. She had given up on trying to stop or contain the petty fights and backbiting that went on among the other members. The Organization had originally been her family, they had made her feel like a person in her own right, and not just a shadow of her Other. They did that no longer.

She was disgusted at what happened in the Mount Olympus mission, All she did was restrain her target - she's sickened by the slaughter and feels that the Superiors should never have even conceived the plan, never mind gone ahead with it.

Finally losing her patience, she openly defied the Superiors and left the castle. After meeting Shirix and Chixara in the City That Never Was, she accepted their offer, and has joined Rogues of Axiom. Foxeia no longer feels lost, and once again has a sense of self and belonging.
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Quotes

01) You’re a brave person – pissing me off is either very brave or very stupid. I’m giving you benefit of the doubt by using the word brave... - getting annoyed
02) Uh...huh? - confused
03) Who? To my friends, the name’s Foxeia. To my enemies, it’s the Volatile Furie. You can go on ahead and forget that first name right about now! - getting into a brawl
04) Seriously - I wasn't looking for a fight... You started this, but I will finish it! Just how fast can you run, hmm? - attacked
05) I’m not called the Volatile Furie for nothing! - attacking
06) Say WHAT? - shocked
07) Will do! - taking orders
08) Life is what you make of it – and this existence I intend to enjoy - outlook on life
09) Nothing or Nobody – what’s the difference - unhappy
10) I’m who I am, deal with it or don’t... I’m not changing for anyone! - feeling confident
11) Name’s Foxeia, but you can make it ‘Vix’ - introducing herself
12) You that tired of living? - to someone who attacked her friends
13) Say hello to oblivion! - When dealing the final blow
14) I’m a Nobody; it’s the role life has given us. That doesn’t mean I like it, but sometimes I don’t have much of a choice! - her reasoning behind her actions