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Cool thanks. (I say that a lot.) :)
@KatherinWinter Posted my CS.
The old woman, Godmother Fey, started talking. Shocked Kyrin leapt to her feet, moving forward and joining the edge of the crowd around the lady. Kiy listened, shifting nervously from foot to foot. Paying attention, and filing the information away for future reference. When Godmother Fey finished and disappeared Kiy didn’t even blink, but having been disappearing for most of her life, it wasn’t really that weird for her. Heading inside she followed the dark haired girl from earlier, hoping she had an idea where she was going. Kyrin had heard a ruckus about a map earlier, but having never really even seen the letter itself, there was no way she would have gotten or even seen a map.
Name: Resolution Law. (Rez.) Age: 16 Demon: Defeat Personality: Strong but shy, he’s not afraid of much. Even before Defeat took residence in his head he often rose to challenges, failing more often than not. He has a habit of failing drastically and dragging himself back up and trying again. Stubborn as a mule, he will fight till the very end. Rez hates his full name, and so goes by Rez as his nickname. A little naive Rez tries his hardest, loves music, and books. He can fight, having been taught by an over protective older brother, but isn’t necessarily the brightest crayon in the box. Not that he’s an idiot, just that there are many things he thinks are unnecessary to know, or can be bothered learning about. Practical, that the word, Rez likes practical things. Bio: WIP
Ok cool. :)
Ummm…… what happens with Kyrin Being a girl only in her humanoid for, but a boy in cat? Does that mean she is in the girls dorm? Probably. As for partners, I'm fine with anyone really.
@iSuspect If you approach Kyrin and pull her out of her mutterings she'll happily talk to you. Or Muriel. You get the picture. Actually, anyone who wants to talk to Kyrin feel free. (Please, don't leave her muttering in a corner, please.)
Good girls go bad, nightcore version.
“It’s alright to love someone who doesn’t love you back, as long as they’re worth loving them. As long as they deserve it.” – Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel “I heard that when things were painful for her, she’d cover her ears with headphones and escape to the world of music. I tried it too. It was like everything was blown away. The vocals screamed for me. They grieved for me. The ones who put on the act of common sense were wrong. Those who cried were right. We, the lonely were more human. They screamed at the absurd, beat it down, and destroyed it. They saved me.” - Iwasawa Masami (Angel Beats)
Kyrin’s ears dropped beneath her hood, vaguely visible. She slunk away, rather like a kicked cat. Fading slowly as embarrassment caught up to her. Moving carefully and silently she weaved her way between other students, trying not to stand on anyone’s toes, by this time there was nothing of her that could be seen, nothing but a faint impression of her eyes, gone before you could register you had seen them. Passing by girls, boys, and what appeared to be a pair of twins, Kiy slumped down against a wall, slowly fading back into view. “Why, did I leave?” she muttered to herself, “Alice was nice, I understood Alice, mostly, but here is weird, I don’t like it here. Alice please.” Her tail slipped free and started lashing softly by her side, showing her agitation. Her hands, had she looked at them were shrinking, gold-ginger fur growing on the backs. She was losing control of her form, it happened occasionally when she was scared or agitated, and today she was a little of both. I wasn’t really the incident earlier, rather it was the coming somewhere new, with so many new people, and the feeling was only just catching up to her now.
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