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Reagan shook his hand, her smile becoming wider. "Well... I sort of work for the Avengers, now. I guess they saw potential in me?" She shrugged, retracting her hand.

Reagan was on the couch, and writing in a notebook. It wasn't exactly clear what she was writing, she had the same expression as she always did, and there were no clues. She wasn't exactly being cautious, either, so if people entered the room she wouldn't notice. Which isn't exactly the best thing; unless you want to get startled.

There was the sound of footsteps behind her, then a metal arm draped itself around the couch. “Nice drawing.” 

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Reagan sat up and looked at Loki. "Oh, hi! What's your name?" She smiled and shifted her position over to one side of the couch, letting him sit down if he wanted to. Looks like she didn't have to go looking for people after all.

Reagan was bored out of her MIND. She had no clue what to do as of now. She did want to meet new people, since she wants to become known around this place. But looking for people seemed like too much work right now. So she was laying down on a couch, staring at the ceiling blankly. What else could she do?

Loki wandered around the Compound, looking for something to do. All of his friends were busy, and he needed someone to be around. Being alone with his thoughts made him... well, borderline depressed. So, when he saw the girl on the couch, he smiled and waved. “Hi!”

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"Reagan. I'm new here." She tucked her hair behind her ear before continuing. She does that a lot, too. "Nice to meet you."

Reagan was on the couch, and writing in a notebook. It wasn't exactly clear what she was writing, she had the same expression as she always did, and there were no clues. She wasn't exactly being cautious, either, so if people entered the room she wouldn't notice. Which isn't exactly the best thing; unless you want to get startled.

There was the sound of footsteps behind her, then a metal arm draped itself around the couch. “Nice drawing.” 

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Reagan jumped, and spun her head around. When she saw Bucky, she tilted her head and gave him a confused smile. "Thanks? U-um... What's your name?"

Reagan was on the couch, and writing in a notebook. It wasn't exactly clear what she was writing, she had the same expression as she always did, and there were no clues. She wasn't exactly being cautious, either, so if people entered the room she wouldn't notice. Which isn't exactly the best thing; unless you want to get startled.

There was the sound of footsteps behind her, then a metal arm draped itself around the couch. “Nice drawing.” 

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OC Reagan's Profile!

Hey! So, this will be my first post, and I decided to just do a profile of the OC I will be using for roleplays and such. Here you are~

General Information

First name: Reagan

Middle name(s): River

Surname: Paton

Age: 18yrs

Date of birth: 05/09/00

Race: Caucasoid (white)

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Relationship status: Single

Traits of Voice

Accent (If any): British

Language spoken: English

Other languages known: Korean (her step-father was Asian)

Physical Appearance

Height: 5'1

Weight: 110lbs

Eye colour: One light blue, the other greenish-blue

Skin colour: Pale

Distinguishing features: Her heterochromia

Build of body: Thin, petite

Hair colour: Light brown

Hair style: Short, always down and looks as if it's never brushed

Complexion: Freckled

Posture: Arms crossed and legs spread apart

Typical clothing: White and black striped jumper which is at least one size too big for her. White leggings and black boots, along with a silver star necklace that she almost never takes off.

Is seen by others as: Innocent, but different, if not a little weird.

Personality

Likes: Reagan likes dogs, especially puppies. She also likes sunsets; and rain. It helps her with stress. She's very adventurous and is a bit of a daredevil.

Dislikes: Cats. They don't like her, either. She doesn't like bright lights, torches. She also hates fire since according to her, she doesn't like too much heat.

Fears: Autophobia (fear of being alone, isolated) and kakorrhaphiophobia (fear of failure). These developed from traumatic events which happened in her childhood/teenhood.

General attitude: Happy and a bit of an airhead, but otherwise smart. She is shy around people she doesn't know/doesn't trust, but she gets over that in no time; if they're nice. She can be naive and gullible at times even if she doesn't know the person, which is a problem, since not all people are good people.

General intelligence: She is actually very smart, she just doesn't show it much.

Health

Illnesses (if any): None

Allergies (if any): None

Sleeping habits: She cannot get a proper sleep schedule, she stays up late doing literally anything for her to do.

Memory: Tends to forget what people say to her, but is good at memorising important events or people, including facial features and whereabouts.

Any unhealthy habits: Bites her nails to deal with anxiety, stays up late and sets a timer on completing various things.

History

Birth country: England, London.

Past places of residence: An old family house off the side of a town.

Explain life story: Reagan was around 5 when she got a stepfather. Of course, all children are a little scared of their step-parents, but she had a very good reason to be. He was very invasive, and would bring her to his lab time to time to do tests on her. These tests involved bringing up her stamina, her agility, and of course; her strength. She would be forced to fight against people, usually men, much older than her. And whenever she failed, she would be thrown into a small room where she would stay alone for several hours, without food or water. If she tried to go to sleep she would be woken up by her father pressing an alarm to wake her up. Once she was for sure extremely weak, she would be let out. This continued until she was 17. By then she had developed a specific skill with blades and knives, anything of the sort. She was forced to kill her father with a blade when he started becoming even more power hungry, and was going to "sell" her. She escaped with blood on her hands, which she recalls as the most relieving and thrilling day of her life. She couldn't just go back home, so she lived out two years on the side of the streets as a beggar. She was taken in by the Avengers when she displayed her skill set while caught in a street fight.

Relationships

Parents: Mother, (unknown) father, (unknown) and step-father (deceased).

Important friends/relatives (explain): Her aunt, who was a recurring participant in her tests, and would often abuse her emotionally. She couldn't find her when escaping, and so she is likely still alive and looking for her.

Combat

Peaceful or violent: Depends on who she's fighting. Usually peaceful.

Weapon (if applicable): Knife/blade. Maybe a gun.

Others

Current home: Studio-sized apartment

Favourite types of food: Vegetarian food

Favourite types of drink: Coffee

Hobbies/past times: Drawing, and sometimes just relaxing. She's almost always busy with things that she forced herself to complete.

Pets: A pug named Asher. Male, and a puppy.

Favourite colours: Her favourite colours are blue and green.

Tickle Info

Lee: Insanely ticklish in most places, and is also ticklish in weird/different places too. Such as her hands. She usually tried to hide her smile and muffle her laughter, but just tickle her armpits and that will be over with.

Ler: Although she is more Lee than Ler, she is very teasy as a Ler. She knows teasing sometimes makes the tickles worse, so it's her go-to. She stops as soon as their laughter goes silent.

Tickle spots: Places like her hips, knees and armpits are all extremely ticklish. Her death spots are her stomach, navel and toes.

There we go, that's all. I will accept criticism on Reagan and will improve anything that needs to be improved. Have a nice day~