Name: Helena Dmityr
Nicknames: Hellie, Lena, Hellion
Age: 25
Gender: female
Sexuality: lesbian
Height: 1m 78
Hair color: dark chocolate, 88% cacao brown, with streaks of very dark red
Hair style: loose, wavy, but pushed back with an Alice band
Hair length: down past her waist. Hellie can sit on it.
Eye color: dark brown, nearly black
Distinguishing marks: really dark freckles splashed across her nose and cheeks
Clothing style: Lena dresses sharply, wearing things like skirts and blouses, but when she needs to, she has a whole host of clothes perfect for any situation.
Personality: Hellie is a tightly-restrained tornado of fire. She is a wise-cracking, hilarious individual, with a temper like a fuse and anger held back like water by a dam. She hides herself behind walls twenty feet high, instead showing the public a sharp, cutting smile and a wit like a whip. She's wildfire, unrestrainable except by herself, a force of nature. Lena shows the world a sarcastic little hellion, and inside she's a sarcastic, vicious, deadly little hellion.
Hobbies: Hellie loves playing flute, teasing out the melodies with the power of her breath alone. She has the odd hobby of tightrope walking, having performed for a circus a few years back - she loves the way she is separated from the world, separated from a fall just by a single wire, and the way she can spin and dance so long as she keeps her balance, the balance that keeps her in check.
Flaws: her (admittedly short) temper leads to an easily-sparked fire, that burns brightly and fiercely. She has a vindictive streak the length of a Nile, and people should hope they don't set it off. She finds it hard to make friends, having to block off her temper, her vindictiveness, her evil streak from them.
Likes: Lena likes fashion and sarcasm most of all. She enjoys presenting herself as her best, and verbally eviscerating people is so much more fun than fighting them physically. She likes music and fire in equal parts, both being a sort of primordial creativity to her. She loves Norse myths, and immerses herself in cantrips and runes and the characters from the Eddas, her often crushing loneliness warded off by the delight of having Hel and Angrboda and Gullveig-Heid to fall back on.
Dislikes: Hellie loathes stupidity and ignorance, as well she should. She has no patience for those who can't keep up with her and sometimes she hates herself, her stupid brain, her awful temper.
Crush: Daisy Johnson
Main friends: Nat Romanoff
Powers: Red and black hell-fire. Hellie controls fire like it's a part of her, creating it, shaping it, letting it burn hot and bright.