AHeartlessNobody

It's Amnesia, Anatasia (Heartless and Toothless)

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Another Natasha(Summer and Heartless)

When she heard the door unlock, Nelli looked up and was just a little surprised by the man that had entered the motel room. In her three months of being forced into this, every man she had been with had been, well, different. Most were older men looking to cheat on their wives and have a good time with a younger woman, or they were men who were not attractive at all and had no chance of getting a girl on their own. This was the first time some one who as actually young and quite attractive come to her as a costumer. He looked like he could easily get any girl he wanted if h tried. It was strange to her, but she of course didn't let it show on her face. Instead, as she sat there, she did a slight bow as the Japanese did when greeting before she sat back up straight and listened to him speak. English. He spoke English. It was a relief to hear English, even if it had a little off and slightly slurred. It was English either way. Though, he seemed to have more trouble speaking it in what seemed to be his drunken state, and so she figured it might be best to, when h got a chance speak in Japanese herself to let him know she could indeed understand it despite what he may have thought. Her moment in her own thoughts were brought back from language and back to remembering why this young man, no matter how handsome and professional he looked, was here. Pleasure. And unfortunate for her she was the one who was supposed to give it to him. From her understanding, this costumer, or whoever had paid for him, had paid for the whole night. She only hoped this didn't turn out to be an all night thing though. Maybe he would just fall asleep if he was drunk enough? She hoped. Looking at him with her blue eyes, she brushed a stray strand of blonde hair that had fallen from the elegant bun back into place, speaking in perfect Japanese, her being able to perfect the language in her time here. She had already been fluent in it and her few months here hearing nothing but the language had left her speaking it almost as well as the locals who had been there all their lives. As she spoke she gave another respectful bow, being sure to not look him in the eyes so as not to offend him, "I am yours for the night to do with as you wish, Sir. You give me a command and I am to fulfill it."

Another Natasha(Summer and Heartless)

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Another Natasha(Summer and Heartless)

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Stand Alone(Summers and AHeartlessNobody)

Cassie listened to everything he was saying, nodding every so often, curious about some things, but had decided to ask questions after he had finished, and so let him go on. She had to admit, at first she was regretting asking about any females he might have been interested in on the ship because sure enough he was talking about about a 'beautiful young Lunairan and how they would, in from what she could tell, flirt with one another to the point that people thought he and this girl were going to be put together(in their terms mated, in her terms married). She had to admit, when he talked like that, there was a jealousy inside her, and maybe or maybe not he noticed that because soon he was saying he didn't care about that Lunairan female anymore. That that female had never made his feel the way he did when he was with her. This made a slight smile come to her face and when he tilted her head to look at him, that small amount of jealous she had was wiped away. Her slight smile grew until she was beaming and she kissed him back, laughing softly when he grinned at her like that. She snuggled up closer to him, smiling at the way his head nuzzled against hers and she relaxed there, listening to the rest of his story. The story of what had happened to his parents was a sad story. So, he had lost his parents too? It seemed that they were both in the same boat. They both missed people dear to them and both understood the pain it caused to go through such a loss. She could hear the pain in his voice, and the struggle it was for him to tell her about the loss of his father, and how his death during that invasion had caused his mother to go off of the deep end and get herself killed trying to attack the humans single handedly. Hearing his weak laugh and his apology, she shook her head and looked up at him, moving to kiss him with as much love for him as she could muster, before pulling back, giving hi a gentle smile, "Serix....you don't have to apologize for telling me something like that. They were your family. And if you even want to talk about them to me, then so be it. We're here for each other and that includes helping each other when we remember those times of loosing those who who were important to us." Kissing him once more, she nuzzled herself against him, doing as he had asked and started talking about her own life before she had met him, "Human society is...much different than Lunairan it seems. Every child went to school, we were very social. In fact, being social was very important to humans and parents would worry if their children didn't have friends. I had a few friends myself, but they were mostly boys. I wasn't much for playing with dolls or dressing up like other girls were. I preferred playing games with the boys. Male and females weren't regulated or separated. In fact I would actually sometimes get into fist fights with some of the boys." She laughed slightly, "But, strange thing was, the ones I would get into fights with were some of my closest friends. But the closest was a boy named Ryan. His father worked with mine and we went to the same school, so we saw each other a lot. We would fight a lot, but at the same time, if anyone tried teasing me, he was the first one to stand up for me and knock them back into place. Same with me, if anyone dared to making fun of them I gave them a good punch or two to let them know it wasn't okay." She smiled, "It was fun being a kid in human society. We didn't have anything to worry about. Humans weren't mated a young age like twelve. In fact, that sounds really weird to me because I'm so used to seeing people older getting married. Oh married is the human version of becoming 'mates'. They got married at ages that were probably between twenty and thirty mostly. I know my mother didn't marry my father until my father was about twenty two." "My parents were really loving people. They always wanted what was best for me and always backed me up with whatever I wanted to do. They loved each other very much too. My mother she had violet eyes and black hair, but as a kid, I didn't think much of it. Even when she would hide her eye color by putting in colored contacts to make her eyes green I didn't think of it as weird. When I asked her, she would just say it was to keep us same and that was it. I took that answer and never questioned it. Besides my mother, you were actually the first Lunairan I had seen and so what my mother was didn't click until I noticed how your features matched hers and that she was Lunairan." She shrugged, "I guess it still feels weird, to think your whole like you are just human, then to suddenly find out you aren't what you thought you were....it kind of turns your world upside down." She sighed and went on, "Then there was my father. He was a very mature man. He always was smiling when I was around. And he would often take me here with him when he worked on the robots. He woudl even teach me how to fix them. He and his fellow co-workers called me a child prodigy at machinery. Ryan would sometimes come two and he would always get so jealous." She laughed, "It made him try harder though and he actually got pretty good at building robots as well. Not as good as me, but pretty close." She smiled softly, "It was a good life Serix. I never thought it would end." Now it was her turn to frown and she held his hand tightly encompassed in hers as she thought about it, "But, it did." She took a shaky breath, "I was around six years old when the invasion happened. I was out with me mother shopping and it was sometimein the afternoon that the panic hit. I remember seeing the ships. I remember my mother rushing to go find my father. It was very....scary. We finally found my father at home, but by the time we found him, there was so much chaos going on outside that it would be near impossible to leave the house. I'm sure you can tell by the way he built all of this that my father was a very...cautious man. Well, he built a small room hidden inside the house for emergency. They put me in it." Even just thinking about it made her shiver and made her chest tighten, her breath catching in her throat for a moment. It took her a little bit to calm herself, her shaky hands holding on to his as she focused on him sitting next to her and not on the memories. "It was dark....and small....my father tried to get my mother to go into the room with me. I remember hearing them argue quietly, but I could never make out what they had been saying. It was the first time I had ever seen them really argue. But, after a little while, they stopped and they were very quiet. Then they both came in the room. They hugged me and both of them gave me a kiss. They told me they loved me and to stay there in the room until someone came for me. And then, they left." She swallowed, holding back her tears, "That was the last I saw of them. I remember...I remember hearing my father yelling....and my mother screaming....and gun shots....then complete silence." She felt her chest tightening and took a moment to calm herself some more, burying her face in her hands and taking deep breaths. Finally she curled up against him again and continued quietly, "My Uncle, my father's brother, he came to the house and found me. I went with him and we were pretty much on the run. Your kind were gone, but the virus had really made people crazy. The early stage of the virus would cause them to turn into animals. They would attack and kill anything that moved. After that stage they got really sick. The virus would affect them for about a week before they would finally die. Those who didn't catch the virus early on got violent. The scare of possibly catching it, running out of supplies, and the lack of laws made it so people were hurting and killing others just because they could. My Uncle was an ex-military man and so he was able to protect us and, well, 'take down'(kill) anyone who did try to attack us. We lasted a long time together. But, he was only human. When I was fourteen he finally caught the virus...he started going crazy like all the others but had managed to keep himself under control until the time of the real suffering came. I could days in he...he told me to kill him." She shut her eyes tightly, "I said no, but, after a little while....I knew if I didn't he would just kill himself anyway. So...I shot him." She ran a hand through her hair in frustration thinking about the tough choice she had when deciding whether she would kill him or not, "After he was gone, I was on my own. About a week after his death I came across the airport and made that my home." She sighed and nuzzled her head more against his in a motion that comforted her and let her know that she was here with him and not in that time of her life anymore, "A few years passed and the human race began dwindling more and more. The last time I saw another human was when I was maybe sixteen? But, even then, it was still dangerous to approach other humans, so we just passed each other by without a word. At the time I didn't realize it was the last human I would ever see." She sighed and shrugged, "That's basically it. The horror story of the extinction of the human race."

Stay with Me (Summer and Heartless)

Mira loved to sing. She loved any kind of music really, but using her voice was something she loved the best. She considered her voice a unique instrument. An instrument everyone had but each one was different. No one's voice was like hers and her voice was not like theirs. Everyone's voice was their own special sound. It was something she prided herself in and it made her sing rather proudly, listening to the notes echo through the trees as she moved along, and when the song was over, she smiled to herself, listening to the last remnants of her song hanging in the air. But that wasn't the only thing she heard. A sound came to her ears, scaring her and making her jump, her green eyes wide as she turn to look upon no other than the prince. “Beautiful,” The young man stepped out from behind the tree, clapping his hands together, seeming very interested in the song she had just sung. “I hope you don’t mind. I heard you from a distance and I just had to know who was singing so wonderfully. As fate would have it, it seems we meet again.” He thought her singing was beautiful? He had to know who had been singing it? Why did that make her have butterflies in her stomach? But then again, should she have been surprised about feeling like this when being around a prince? She had been dreaming her whole life about princes and here she had met one twice in such a short amount of time. Still, even with the excitement in her from seeing him again, there was also that same nervousness she had felt yesterday when this had happen because, while he was a rather handsome prince, he was still a human and she was still a witch. She nervousness took a few steps back, though of course, the brave shapeshifter that Grounii was hopped off of her shoulder, meowed and trotted right over to the prince, purring and rubbing up against him like he had the day before. Why was he, a shapeshifter trained to attack humans, so fond of this prince? That was another mystery for Mira to find out she supposed. Looking up to meet his eyes again, she took a slightly shaky breath and took a few steps forward to stand where she had been before taking her nervous steps back, trying to gain her courage in speaking with this prince, “It….seems we have met again. And…what are you doing out here in the woods again, Your Highness? Oh, I….um…mean Destrian?”

Another Natasha(Summer and Heartless)

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Another Natasha(Summer and Heartless)

(Warning: This roleplay deals with the topic of human trafficking. If this is a trigger or something you wish to not read about, do not continue reading. The suggested age for a reader is 18+) Nelli was so excited. She had been all around the US before. She had even visited England with her father when he went to visit his family. But to go somewhere like Japan! It was an amazing opportunity and she was so thankful for it. She couldn't stop thinking about all the things she would do. Go on tours, visit all the landmarks, meet new people. She would of course still be taking classes in between, but that was a minor issue in her mind. All she could think about was how lucky she was to have been chosen for this. She had been, for the last two months in preparation, learning more Japanese. She had taken two courses of it in High School for her foreign language classes, but she had been a bit rusty and had to brush up on it, as well as lean more then just the basics her old high school teacher had taught her. She was fairly good at speaking it now, but sometimes had difficulty hearing certain phrases or speaking them. She was hoping the next few months in Japan would fix that right up. When they landed, she was quick to grab her carry on and walk off of the plane before she picked up her luggage. Once that was taken care of, she moved to the front of the air port, where she had been told she would be picked up and taken to the campus. She waited a little while before a car finally pulled up and a tall Japanese man rolled down the window looking at her, "Venelopi Stryder?" Nelli, hearing her name, quickly stood up from where she sat on the bench and nodded, "Yes sir. That's me. Are....you here to take me to the campus?" The man merely gave a nod and a wave of his hand, gesturing for her to get in the back of the car. She carefully put her suitcase int he trunk before she did just that, climbing into the back seat and buckling up. It was a longer drive than she thought it would be and what she found strange was that the man pulled up to a building that sure didn't look like a school. "Um...I thought we were going to the campus?" "Is check in. You check in. Then go to campus." Nelli began to grow wary of this, but she supposed the Japanese did have different ways of doing things when it came to schools. So, she got out and followed the man inside where she was lead to a small isolated room and asked to sit for a moment. Not even five minutes later, the man returned with two other men. One of the new men seemed to be the leader of the three and came right up to Venelopi, circling her in a way that made her feel uncomfortable, "Yes...nice...blue eyes...blonde hair....very tempting...exotic...men will love an American girl." Nelli was confused by the statement and looked at the man, "U-uh...when do I get to go to the campus? I'd like to go there now, if you don't mind." This caused the men to laugh and the one leaned forward, "There is no campus. You are mine now. You will do as I say and not argue. You must be a good little american girl. If you are, then you will become my prized girl. If not...heh...I'll break you into the position." The girl stood up nervously, wide eyed, "I....I don't understand. There must be some mistake. I'm a foreign exchange student. I don't belong--" Before she could finish, the man suddenly drew his hand back and slapped her in the face. "You belong to me. Now strip. Off with the clothes. I have to inspect you before lending you out." Venelopi, sobbing and trembling, slowly did as the man said and took off every article of clothing, standing before the men. It was an embarrassing process, but even when it was over, her nightmare went on. Within the hour, she was sent to a motel, where she had her first costumer. This man paid extra to be the one to be the American girl's first. It was painful, extremely so and the man was in no way gentle. In fact, he was more violent then most. It was a terror she would never forget, and one that was repeated with almost every man she was with. ...Three Months Later... Nelli, although she now knew how the her owner did things, was sure she would never grow used to this. The Yakuza man controlled five girls. Two were Japanese, one was Spanish, one African, and there was her. The American. Each had their own 'labels' he had given them as well. The African was the 'wild' one, the Spanish girl was the 'lustful' one. The two Japanese girls were 'sensual' and 'rough'. She was the 'exotically innocent beauty'. The man who had bought her had been right. She was a favorite among all the men. Her blue eyes, blonde hair, pale white skin, and British accent to boot, was something that lured men in. Unfortunate for her, her 'innocence' tended to lure in the more violent costumers. While she had come to expect the violence, it was something she dreaded. Now, she sat in a motel room, on the king sized bed, wearing a beautiful kimono. Her long blonde hair was pulled back into an elegant bun with decorative chopsticks in her hair. She found it strange for someone to pick this for her to wear(her owner always gave pictures to the men when choosing not only what girl they wanted, but also what they wanted them to wear. if they didn't get a chance to choose, he chose fr them). Normally the men asked for her to wear more westernized clothing that was seen as 'skimpy' in America. She had never had anyone ask for her to be in the kimono. But, she supposed it was just the man's taste or her owner just liked seeing her in it as he sent her off. She had been told to show up there ten minutes before his arrival time, which she had indeed. Now, two or three minutes past when he was supposed to arrive, she sat on the middle of the bed on her knees in the way a traditional Japanese woman would be seen sitting, something that would look strange yet even more exotically beautiful for herself considering the american girl didn't match with such a culture. She stayed in that position, waiting for the customer to walk in.

Another Natasha(Summer and Heartless)

Name: Venelopi(Nelli for short) Age: 20 Home Country: USA(her mother was american, but her father is British). Basic Background: She lived a fairly simple yet happy life with her father. Her mother died when she was only a few months old, leaving her father(who ran a at home business) to take care of her on his own. Because of this, even though she is from the US, she has a British accent. She was a very smart girl and graduated high school in the top five of her class. She moved only an hour away from her home town for college. In her first year of college, her father died in a car wreck, leaving her on her own. Though she was heartbroken, she pushed forward and continued on with her college career. She got to be in her second year of college when a professor approached her with a very interesting opportunity. To study abroad in Japan on a full scholarship for a whole semester. This excited her, as she had always wanted to go to a different country but had never been able to afford it. She agreed and filled out the paper work. Soon she was sent to Japan, only to find out how her 'exciting' trip, was not really a trip at all. The professor had actually sold her without her knowledge to the Yakuza in Japan as a Natasha(humans trafficked to different countries to be prostitutes). Currently she has been in this 'business' for three months. Other: She wants nothing more than to go home, but because of the threats the Yakuza make to she and the other girls, she is too afraid to.

Another Natasha(Summer and Heartless)

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