(If you wish to be technical, they're the ones I like to draw the most, so they'll show up here the most.)
Here are some quick profiles I've worked out for them. To learn more, read the stories or ask them yourself!
Naire Solael
Naire's wings are the wrong way around, so she has a pretty difficult time around other angels.
Though she has abysmal self-esteem, she is actually rather nice, if not a little shy. She'll often show up at the very edge of your vision.
Don't mention her wings. You'll make her cry if you do.
Nanashi Nihilum
For some reason, this girl doesn't know who she is or why she is dragging around a scythe. Neither does the talking cat she travels with.
For some reason, neither of them can be seen, heard, or otherwise perceived unless they are in direct contact with whoever they want to see them.
For this reason, Nanashi is easily confused by common facts. She even forgets important events soon after they happen.
Learn more about Nanashi in Demons Like Us!
Lunacy Ashati
Luna is an excellent cook and demon hunter housewife extraordinaire.
The only thing really offputting about her is her nearly fanatical enjoyment of killing stuff. She can't help the way she was raised. She also says very strange things, usually turning a phrase round and round til it's dizzy.
God help the poor soul that threatens her family.
She wanders through here when she's not slicing and dicing vegetables and demons.
Learn more about Luna in Demons Like Us!
Learn more about Luna in Demons Like Us!
Chelsea "Celare" Arineo
"Celare" is Latin for "to hide," and indeed, she can hide several small firearms in her clothes. It's as if she has a pocket dimension, but she actually can't afford one.
Just as she hides her weapons, Celare hides much of her true self in sleeves and secret compartments.
Kuni Aurkuri
Kuni is an old friend of Celare's who currently lives with her under house arrest. She is quite a bit louder than Celare, and often tries to get her to lighten up.
Kuni comes from a strange, lesser known colony, so her cultural quirks sometimes surface and make things weird. For example, the rabbit ears are, in fact, grafted to her head. They make her a high profile target for kidnappers.
Mui was born without a soul. So a nice lady gave her six.
One day, she may be insatiably curious. The next, inconsolably aggressive. One soul makes her destroy everything around her.
She wants to get rid of all of them.
Mui wears her curse on her sleeve, a collage of faces that fight for dominance.
She lives in some strange world that is yet unformed.
