Name: Nena Maria Zowie
Nickname: Nena or Zowie
Age: Thirty-Seven
Birthday: October Seventeenth
Occupation: Repo-Lady; Ex Doctor; specialized in Diagnosis and Children
The price: Lungs and Heart – previously had a heart and lung disease.

Eye color: They look like gems, with their sparkle and glitter. Narrowed, and angered, seeming constantly troubled. The vibraint green reminds us of street lights screaming go, but always wishing to stop. No mercy behind the glowing stare, like they never blink and never cry. Though you find kindness in them, from time to time, never do these blood soak eyes show you how she really feels. She a mystery, yet her eyes are like a light in the distant darkness.
Hair color: As the bark on the trees, so rough and frizzy. Do you always wear it pulled back? That ponytail raised high in the middle of your head, dare not a brown lock touch your shoulders. When it’s down you can see your reddish color running through it, like a polluted stream. It’s clumped together, most the time, from the careless blood that is splattered in it. Rumor has it that’s why it’s tinted red.
Build: When you glare down at those who are shorter, how rare it is to find someone who’s shorter then you. You stand a five foot five so small and petite. Most of your strength comes from your arms where you strike and flip. As most of your weight is in your thighs, one hundred and forty pounds, most is muscle from your midnight raids. She thinks she’s better then everyone, holding her head up high in this vast troubled world. She never shows her fear, she’s better then that, she’s got an attitude and she flaunts it.
Dressing style: She wears that costume, that strikes fear in our hearts. The Repo-Woman dare rises with her modified repo costume, the bandages wrapped tightly over her neck and face, the helmet exposing the back of he neck and her mouth. The sleeveless rubber costume with the collar rising to her chin, gloves attached at the sides and apron hovering over to protect her against blood splatter. Normally she would wear things as loose tops and jeans, but under the repo costume is tight fitting pants and shirt. Though her style is plain, she can spice it up should the occasion call. She prefers solid colors, nothing mixing or matching, blacks and whites mainly.

Likes:
-Dancing
-Cutting
-Her Scalpel
-Flowers – Tiger lilies preferably
-Trusting Friends
-Chocolate – Dark preferably
-Her Job
-Coffee
-Intelligent Conversations
-Anatomy
-Cats
Dislikes:
-The Largos
-Genterns
-Her Job
-Idiots
-Men
-Children
-The Police
-Screaming
-Dogs

Secrets:
-Supplies the Graverobber with bodies, and keeps him from getting his butt kicked by GeneCo
-Is bound by contract to Rotti; has had GeneCo lungs and heart infused in her
-Is supposed to be dead

Personality: Hot headed, sarcastic, and unpleasant. Many of these words describe Nena in a hand bag. Nena isn’t a polite child, she was raised with all the manners she would ever need but, well, fails to use them. She’s quite capable of being polite, even thought it’s sickly so. She’s just not very good company. She has the shortest of tempers and tends to snap out at anyone and anything that dare gives her the chance. They say that Marni took Nena’s kindness with her. All the kindness gone it left her with nothing but hate, hate for practically everything. She speaks with sharp, sarcastic comments that drive people to silence, since she’s unpleasant to talk with. She’s practically like the scrooge.

Whilst she hates on humanity, she has a soft side for the few she cares about. That would the deceased Marni Wallace and her cat Zela. Whenever Nena dares to speak her mind her eyes reflect whatever true emotion she is trying to pursue. Of course this leaves for faulty conversations, seeing as her shifty looks give her away should she be telling a lie. Aside from this she likes to be quite open and honest with people, from the most distasteful of insults to the kindest of encouragements. She’s not all bad, she’s just layered with buttons that are easily pressed.

Family:
-Maria Zowie – Gentern –Deceased
-Robert Zowie – surGEN –Deceased

Friends:
-Marni Wallace –Deceased-
- Blind Mag

Enemies:
- Nathan Wallace

A bit of history
Nena’s life had been pretty boring from her years at school. Trying her best to become a Doctor, which wasn’t a hard task in the day and age she lived in. Doctors were in high need during her century. She of course, completed school as planned, and made her way through the ways of becoming a doctor. Knowing which parts went where and such, little did she know she was her own ticking time bomb of failure. Her heart and her lungs were cultivating against her to bring her to her knees. End her new ambitions being struck down before they were ever born. It was a woman, which she had met upon her being around the GeneCo building, Marni Wallace who had become her friend in her sudden illness. At the age of twenty, she was slowly dying, at the end of her strands when Manri came to the rescue. She persuaded Rotti to get her newest friend a surgery. Of course, all of Rotti’s surgeries came with some sort of deadly price. She signed a contract, a contract that entitled her to work for him.

When Marni found love in Nathan and not Rotti, the man snapped. He called upon his healthy worker, who had been catering as a surGEN to his office. The man, who had once been a savior, was now turning into a monster. He told Nena what he wanted of her, simply to be the person who went out and took back what he had given. When the depts. were not paid, it was she who would take. Nena at first protested this, saying it was inhumane. But soon, Rotti figured out a way around and made repossessing legal. Nena became Rotti’s first Repo. The job soon became, an enjoyment, though she hated the thought that she was killing people who needed these organs, she found herself also ripping them from people who shamelessly bought them for fashion. She didn’t mind that. She ended up being the Robin Hood Repo, she didn’t repo those who needed them for health reasons only, the ones who didn’t buy for fashion. As time progressed her charity was slimming, people bought more parts for fashion then heath these days.

Upon the night of Marni’s death, Nena followed Rotti dressed in her repo costume when he left in a panic. Unaware of the details, she too blamed Nathan for Marni’s dead, and threatened to kill him right there. Unfortunatly she was a witness to the secret of Marni’s true death that Rotti was to hide. Rotti’s squad men shot her. To Rotti’s misfortune, her repo costume was made for bullets. The uncanny case that someone would fight back, she was prepared. She found herself in the body dump, a man hovering about her. She, the waking dead, startled him and that’s when she met the Graverobber. After being saved by said chap, she marched her way to GeneCo. Like a ghost she demanded her new job to find it taken by her newest enemy. Nathan Wallace. Disgusted, she took the second seat, for GeneCo needed as many people as it could get.