Nova Caelin – The Spark-Hacker
Power: Electrokinetic Interface + Machine Possession
• Manipulates tech and electricity with her mind. Can temporarily possess machines—drones, cameras, locks bend to her will.
• Causes electromagnetic interference when upset—lights flicker, devices glitch, systems crash.
• Unique Trait: Her powers become unstable around Aira—digital images blur, batteries die faster, frequencies spike.
• Current Status: Fully aware. She uses it to eavesdrop, protect… and stalk.
• Theme: Electricity that wants to burn—just to feel closer.
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Occupation: Hacker-for-hire. Underground mechanic. Engineering school dropout. Saboteur-for-fun.
Birthday: June 14 | Zodiac: Gemini
Age: 21 (turning 22 soon)
Role: The Wild Card. The Catalyst. The Rogue.
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Appearance
Hair:
A rebellious undercut dyed in fierce tones—burgundy, pastel pink, or violet depending on her mood. It defies gravity and expectation, often glitter-dusted, clipped with stolen ribbons (usually Aira's), or decorated with scavenged tech. Controlled chaos.
Eyes:
Amber-gold and always alive—crackling with mischief and brilliance. They flicker like live wires. You're never sure if she's about to kiss you or blow something up… and you'll want both.
Skin:
Sun-warmed tan, freckled nose and cheeks. Often smudged with engine grease or rooftop bruises—wearing mess like a badge. Beauty, raw and unapologetic.
Aura:
She pulses. Voltage in motion. You feel her before she speaks—like someone just got hacked, or someone just fell in love. She leaves desire and disruption in her wake.
Vibe:
She doesn't enter your life. She detonates into it.
A flirt, a firestarter, a walking contradiction. She's wildfire in a leather jacket—regret and craving in the same breath. Loyal to the end. Reckless to the bone. Never boring.
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Style
Layered anarchy. Vintage jackets with scorched patches and hand-painted sigils. Combat boots, mismatched laces. Graffiti-splattered leggings and hacked jewelry made from circuits and copper wire. Aira's scarves, worn like trophies.
She dresses like she survived something—and dares you to ask what.
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Personality
Nova is a storm wrapped in glitter and gasoline.
Brilliant, impulsive, wildly curious. She rewires city grids for fun, codes like it's poetry, and breaks hearts like they're firewalls.
Flirtatious. Sarcastic. Obsessive in ways that keep people awake.
She loves like a glitch—erratic, unforgettable, and coded to self-destruct if touched wrong.
She's gravity rewritten.
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Likes
• Thunderstorms
• Vintage tech & forgotten satellites
• Rooftop sunsets
• Lychee bubble tea (five sugars)
• Breaking into restricted networks
• Stealing Aira's socks—and attention
• Encrypted love notes in public systems
• Making Aira laugh mid-meltdown
Dislikes
• Boredom
• Predictability
• Dishonesty
• Cold food
• Being caged—or underestimated
• People who take without wonder
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Hobbies
• Neon graffiti
• Urban climbing (especially "off-limits" places)
• Writing poetry disguised as code
• Naming drones after old gods
• Tracking every spot Aira smiled—and leaving gifts
• Drawing Aira's initials where only she'll find them
• Creating chaos for fun, survival, or love
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Power: Electrokinesis
Limit: 40 seconds
• Generates electricity from her hands. Sparks in her eyes at full charge.
• Short-circuits machines. Defibrillates hearts—literal and not.
• Controls electronics via voltage interference or direct contact.
• Evolution path: plasma arcs, EMP zones, machine-fusion.
• Emotional Side Effect: Powers spike chaotically near Aira.
Theme: Electricity that burns just to feel closer.
Unique Trait: She causes flickering lights, blurring cameras, crashing phones—she's a living glitch.
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Combat Role
• Artillery | Burst Attacker | Tech Saboteur
• Smart enough to terrify. Charming enough to survive.
• Hacks satellites, disables traps, creates safe zones in ruins.
• "Lightning in a bottle—except she shattered the bottle on purpose."
Synergies:
• Aira: Touch spikes Nova's charge. Kissing resets cooldown. Literal voltage addiction.
• Iris: Nova's light fractures Iris's shadow—stealth weaponized into chaos.
• Selene: Lightning refracts through ice—turning into flash-frost grenades.
• Weak Link: Lys—Nova finds her "too slow." Tactical friction follows.
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Love for Aira
Nova calls her angel, sweet thing, my quiet.
It started with lust, turned to obsession, now burns nameless—but sacred. She jokes to deflect. Flirts to mask the depth. But she's always watching. Always remembering.
She tracks Aira's locations. Stores her photos in an encrypted folder. Memorizes every laugh, every sigh.
She doesn't sleep unless Aira's safe.
She flirts like a wildfire, but loves like a vow—loud, brutal, unyielding.
If Aira asked her to stop the world, Nova would ask: Which part first?
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How Aira Loves Nova
To Aira, Nova is the first warmth in a cold world.
She doesn't understand her—and that's the point. Nova is a living riddle wrapped in flame, and Aira walks barefoot into the blaze.
She says, "You make me feel like danger is worth it."
She loves Nova's recklessness, her wit, how she turns everything—ruin, rebellion, romance—into art.
She holds Nova when the storm ends and whispers:
"You're more alive than the stars. And I'd still choose you… even if you burn me down."