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9 yrs ago
Current I'm updating my status because there was a typo in the last one.
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9 yrs ago
I'm honestly sick of updating this. This will probably be ny status for the next four months.
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9 yrs ago
So apparently I have an ear infection as well as some other kind of nasty virus. Fantastic.
9 yrs ago
Okay.. maybe I panic a little when nobody's posted for 10 hours. I have no life outside the internet.
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9 yrs ago
I don't know how much caffeine I've just injested and I'm pretty sure it was all a mistake.

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Ciel is a pitifully small boy, looking more like a nine year old than a twelve year old. His round childish face holds a pair of large, wide brown eyes, a small upturned nose, a thin-lipped mouth that's usually pulled into a nervous frown, and thin eyebrows usually tilted back in concern. He's missing four teeth, one in the middle and three on the left. His dark auburn brown hair frames his doll-like face, falling in messy layers to just below his chin.
He's so frail and underweight that all his ribs and the bones in the backs of his hands are visible. His limbs are long and slender, ending in somewhat large feet and hands. He's got scars on his back and shoulders that look like they were inflicted by broken glass.
He usually dresses for Winter weather, even in warmer months. He always wears the same red scarf at all times, and a pair of black snow boots. Most of his clothes are dark red, grey or black.
-Name: Ciel Jaquith
-Age: 12, though he looks a lot younger.
-Power: Ciel is cryokinetic. He can create and manipulate ice at will. His powers are still being trained, so he sometimes accidentally freezes things or lets out a burst of ice bolts when scared or upset.
-More info?:
-Ciel is deaf. He communicates only in sign language and sometimes writing.
-When not at school, Ciel lives with his older sister and her boyfriend, who have full custody over him. He refuses to talk about why.
-Ciel is very shy and neurotic, occasionally somewhat prone to panic. He startles easily and is obsessed with routine.
-Ciel has asthma and is allergic to dogs, pollen and shellfish.
-In his spare time, Ciel draws and is quite good at it.
-Ciel is from Denver, Colorado.

Ciel is a pitifully small boy, looking more like a nine year old than a twelve year old. His round childish face holds a pair of large, wide brown eyes, a small upturned nose, a thin-lipped mouth that's usually pulled into a nervous frown, and thin eyebrows usually tilted back in concern. He's missing four teeth, one in the middle and three on the left. His dark auburn brown hair frames his doll-like face, falling in messy layers to just below his chin.
He's so frail and underweight that all his ribs and the bones in the backs of his hands are visible. His limbs are long and slender, ending in somewhat large feet and hands. He's got scars on his back and shoulders that look like they were inflicted by broken glass.
He usually dresses for Winter weather, even in warmer months. He always wears the same red scarf at all times, and a pair of black snow boots. Most of his clothes are dark red, grey or black.
-Name: Ciel Jaquith
-Age: 12, though he looks a lot younger.
-Power: Ciel is cryokinetic. He can create and manipulate ice at will. His powers are still being trained, so he sometimes accidentally freezes things or lets out a burst of ice bolts when scared or upset.
-More info?:
-Ciel is deaf. He communicates only in sign language and sometimes writing.
-When not at school, Ciel lives with his older sister and her boyfriend, who have full custody over him. He refuses to talk about why.
-Ciel is very shy and neurotic, occasionally somewhat prone to panic. He startles easily and is obsessed with routine.
-Ciel has asthma and is allergic to dogs, pollen and shellfish.
-In his spare time, Ciel draws and is quite good at it.
-Ciel is from Denver, Colorado.
My sister and I drew Blink together. I think it turned out okay, oui?

Blink said nothing, seeming to be in some kind of shock. His eyes were wide open and unblinking, holding a terrified expression. His pale, sweaty face was tilted to the side, mostly hidden under his messy blonde hair. This wasn't the first time he'd been around the medic tent. Being nothing more than a human boy immortalized by consuming human souls, he'd been susceptible to fevers and chills and a few months ago he came by here with a strained tendon. Acrobats tended to acquire injuries rather frequently, but never before had he actually been sliced open and operated on. He barely recognized how much pain he was in until a few moments later, when he started to give out shallow, gasping sobs that made his skinny, bandaged chest rise and fall erratically. This, of course, only caused him more pain, which only made him cry harder, creating a seemingly endless cycle of suffering. As Fran moved to smooth hair out of his face, he grabbed onto her hand with a death grip, running his cold sweaty fingers along her palm possessively. Using the hand to pull himself up into an agonizingly painful sitting position, he latched onto her middle, burying his head in her lower chest and feeling around her waist. Being in a lot of pain, he wasn't doing this out of licentiousness, but rather to seek out some form of comfort.
@Belle
@LadyRunic Oy vey, sorry to hear that. I hope everything turns out alright.


This is really cute! I like your Des and Lyric especially.

@Belle I'm waiting for you, when you have time... poor Blink needs to get repaired.
I maaay have done a drawing. Now I'm an absolute rubbish artist but... yeah. Um. I'll upload it after class.


Holy shit who is it
Blink stopped crying as soon as she touched his pale face. He reached up to caress the hand that touched his cheek, little fingertips tracing across every inch of the hand. He loved being touched more than anything else. He probably liked it a little too much, as he constantly sought out physical contact from just about everyone. And he wasn't shy about where he touched. Quite the contrary. Blink's little fingers interlaced with Fran's as he played with her hand like a toy, letting out a giggle. Bad idea, apparently. Laughing hurt.

Pain tore through his right side, muffled slightly by the painkillers he'd been injected with. He started to cough loudly, turning his head to the side as more blood splattered across his face and the table. Blood seemed to fill his lungs, making his shallow breaths rattle in his chest. He ground his teeth together, stifling a shriek into an agonize whine. He grabbed onto Fran's hand, digging his nails in hard. If he weren't in so much pain, he probably would have been all over her by now.

He caught sight of the man on the table, taking in his gruesome injuries. Blink had learned not to be bothered by gore during his time in the circus, so he didn't react, far more interested in playing with Fran's hand to calm himself down a bit. He pulled her hand off his cheek, taking it to his mouth and giving it a frenzied kiss, and then another. "Thank you so much... for helping me..." He said in heavily accented English, touching his bloody lips to Fran's hand yet again, seeming not to care that his blood was getting everywhere.

@Belle
@Oliver okay I'll get a post up for Fran. btw, any plans on what is wrong with Blink? or shall I make something up myself? To me it sounds like he has a fractured rib with a punctured lung, which would be fun for Fran to fix.


That was kind of the gist of what I was planning on him having.
See you guys tomorrow morning! I might squeeze in one more post, but it's probably gonna have to wait.
I'm going to bed in 15 minutes or so, just to let you know.
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