Virtues: Self-confident, focused, clever, impossible to deter or obstruct
Flaws: Vicious, vengeful, prideful, lacking in empathy, and a little too happy to play the villain
Role in Combat: Area-effect offense, distraction and intimidation
Basic Weapon: Gloves
Semblance: Rebuke. Catching an opponent’s eyes and freezing, Laurel can compel them to freeze with her. Said opponent can still breathe, speak, and think as normal, but the enforced halt is very useful for setting up combos, taking the first strike, and cultivating dramatic effect. It works more reliably the closer she is. Vigorous movement or a break in eye contact will end the effect.
Her favorite thing about Beacon is the abundance of unsuspecting strangers. Her least favorite thing about Beacon is that there’s not enough time to do everything. What she needs is a good swatting with a rolled-up newspaper or something.
Laurel is incredibly vicious for such a tiny thing. She’s not evil, not really, but she can definitely be mean. She loves a good laugh at someone else’s expense, and wronging her is very risky. She doesn’t like anyone to think they’re better than her, and has no qualms about using underhanded measures to take that power back. Varden does what he can to curb her nastier tendencies and let her better points dominate. Pallas, on the other hand, is pretty done with her, and mildly offended by basically everything she does. Roan doesn’t really care either way – because honestly, how much trouble can little Laurel really be?
She believes in love and the power of friendship and all that – just not for herself. Those are the forces that hold other people, normal people, and she’s happily above them. All she needs are her own two ears and the intricate workings between them. She maintains top status by knowing all sorts of useful things, and making sure the right people have the right bits of knowledge available to them. For all her flaws, she knows how to be liked and who to be liked by, and does her best to ensure that she stays in favor with the right people.
The easiest thing to do is stay out of her way. When she sets a goal, everything between it and her is forfeit. This is entirely applicable in battle – she never tries to cast too near to her comrades, but it happens. She is audacious and fierce, without apology, and needs no approval or justification from anyone. Still, though she doesn’t like to admit that she has a conscience, she does, and Varden’s good-natured meddling brings it forth in just such a way that she can’t resent him. Her mask is not her face, as much as she’d like it to be.
She has two siblings, Rosemary and Myrtle, both older than her. She idolizes Myrtle just enough for it to show – Myrtle is soft and sincere and precious and perfect and Laurel would gladly kill for her. Rosemary, on the other hand, she pointedly doesn’t talk about. Rosemary is a frightening thing.
