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Astrea Nioré
Bar and Inn ~ Sunfire ~ Vrondi
"Well Ms. Nioré, don't let his charm get the better of you. He's cute and very well end-…”
The words spoken from the dragon’s mouth seemed to fall upon deaf ears as the young angel once more turned her attention back over to where she could see Eden- it was as though someone had come along and flipped a switch in her mind… the sight of his figure moving back towards where she stood at the bar causing her lithe frame to freeze up almost completely over the spot, her soft pink lips parting ever so slightly as she allowed her eyes to follow his movements before finally, she turned herself away from him, her hands once more coming up to rest upon the bar top as the conversation held between he and Eve seemed to fall upon deaf ears, her hand once again reaching out to take a hold of the drink she had been overlooking for what now felt like a lifetime- the sound of his alluring voice directed towards her being only thing managing to pull her back out from her own little world.
”Settle up everything with the barman for me won’t you Eve? But first, why don’t you introduce me to your new friend here?”
Tightening her gentle hold over the glass she held within the palm of her hand, Astrea stooped her head down ever so slightly, taking pause for a few moments as if it were going to help her sort through the thoughts and emotions clouding her mind before finally, she took her time to face him once again, her hand slowly sliding back across the bar until it was resting upon the edge as she lifted her gaze up to meet with his own; the entrancing and extremely vibrant blue eyes staring back at her causing her heart to flutter lightly within her chest, and for her train of thought to once again derail spectacularly in the space of just a few moments- the words he spoke… the tone of his voice… the way that he looked at her… it was so strange; she couldn’t help the way that her heart seemed to flutter in both an excited, though still rather nervous fashion within her chest. “I, uh…”
”Eden… He could have seriously hurt you. Mind your manners Eden, this is Ms. Nioré. Be nice to her, she was going to patch you up if the dragon man beat you to a pulp.”
”Oh relax, Eve, he was easy. All brawn, no brain until I broke him. I’m sure he’ll be back for this sword though and a rematch. But I wouldn’t mind taking a punch or two if it means I get to be healed by her…”
His eyes… oh by the Gods above, those eyes… those impossible, bright blue eyes; so calming and just so addicting to her- she knew if she wasn’t careful enough, she could lose herself within them completely. The very thought had her quickly tearing her gaze away from his own, instead allowing her beautiful coppery irises to come to a rest upon his muscular chest, her cheeks turning a light shade of res as she allowed them to linger there for what felt like a lifetime before finally, she slowly lifted her head back up, her eyes taking their time to follow along the strong line of his neck… his chin… his lips… before finally, she once again let the eyes that she had decided some time ago that she adored, to once more capture and hold her attention completely.
Smiling wearily as the sound of their playful bickering hit her ears, she stood herself up just that little bit taller against the bar, her body shifting slightly over the spot as she pressed her back flush against it as she let her eyes flick back and forth between both Eden and Eve, her hands both coming together in front of her stomach and her fingers playing nervously with one another as her mind once more began to wander, though his next words caused her attention to snap back up to him, her eyes widening ever so slightly as searched his own; a curious though still rather embarrassed expression crossing over her features, causing her cheeks to flush a brighter shade of red- he… he was quite straight forward; abruptly so… and while the nagging thought of the ever worsening punishment to be received from her master upon her return tugged at the back of her mind, the offer of being able to spend more time within his company was just that bit more tempting.
“..it would be an honor to be able to spend but even another moment within your company, my Lord…” Closing her eyes for only a moment as she bowed her head to him out of respect, Astrea brought her hand up to lightly brush a few stray strands of hair back behind her ear, her head lifting slowly as to allow her eyes to flick over and linger upon his lips for only a fraction of a second before finally, she brought them up to meet back with his own, lightly nodding her head in response to the thoughts he had voiced aloud only seconds before- she couldn’t deny it… there was just something about him that spoke to her… she was drawn to him…
Just letting you know that I am working on a post, but cause I need to head to work in a few minutes, I'll have to finish it and post it up once I finish my shift o:
Athena Hale, Dylan Cox and Aira Renee Rivera
Dylan's House ~ Lake Tahoe, California
Dylan lay next to the lovely woman he had met showering last night. His arm curled around Athena, holding her close to his body. He looked over and kissed the top of her head, then laid there simply basking in the moment. His hand running up and down her arm.
The moment was ruined when a sudden knock came on the front door. At first he was simply irritated that someone Would bother them at this hour of the morning. As He was getting out of bed and slipping on his clothes, he remembered what his sister had told him.
"One moment! I have to get dressed!" Dylan shouted. "Athena, you have to be ready to get Aira out of here. I don't know who is at the door but more likely than not they're here for Aira Because Jaenelle failed her mission." he said as he hopped into his pants.
The morning had been perfect… really, there was no better ending to the night they had just shared in each others company- that was until the loud rapping on the front door hit their ears, and cruelly ripped them from the bliss of laying with their bodies pressed up against each other. Frowning heavily and with obvious annoyance towards the fact that their morning had been ruined by the intrusion of another, Athena slowly lifted herself up and into a sitting position, seemingly not even bothered as the sheets fell down to pool on her lap; her dark eyes never once leaving his, though holding a saddened tinge to them as she watched him getting dressed.
“..to be honest, I'd rather just ignore the prick, and stay here in bed with you… who knows, maybe they'll get sick of waiting, and will just leave.” Pausing a moment to let her rather lame attempt at wishful thinking sink in, she shot him a small though only half apologetic smile as she began to move once more, her body slipping out from under the sheets as she crawled across to sit in front of him on the edge of the bed, “..I'm not leaving without you, Dylan; you said last night that I wasn't alone anymore- that we were gunna do this together… and even if I did get away with her, she's registered with a chip…”
"And you're not alone. I don't doubt your ability to keep her safe, but if it's quantum at the door they'll surely have sent someone more capable than my sister to do the job. The best way to keep her safe right now is for you to get her out of here while I take care of Quantum. As for the chip, I can remove it. It will be painful but they shouldn't be able to track her if we remove it." he said as he made his way to the door of his room. "Coming!" he shouted again. "Please Athena. Once I take the chip out, wait for me to answer the door. If it's quantum just get her out of here."
Twisting her body slightly over the bed, she slid herself forward and off the edge, lifting up onto her feet for only a moment before she was on the move, her hand reaching out to grab a gentle hold of his forearm, her other hand lifting up to rest lightly against his chest as a worried look flickered across her face, “You might be confident in my skills; but that isn't the issue here, Dylan… I'm scared… I'm not a registered evo; Quantum doesn't know anything about me, my powers- they don't even know that I exist…”
Shutting her eyes tightly for a moment, she turned her head away and to the side, her eyebrows furrowing as she tried to collect and make sense of the thoughts running through her mind at the time, “..I'll do what you want- I'll get her as far away from here as I can, and I'll keep her safe while we wait for you to catch up to us… but if Quantum find out about me-... that you-... just please promise me you'll be careful…”
He stopped when he felt her touch, and turned to face her. He wrapped his arms around Athena in a loving embrace, holding her close to him for a moment. With a small kiss on the head he brought his arms back to his side's. He reached up and gently took her chin in his hand. Softly turning her head to face him he looked down into her eyes.
"Everything will be all right. As long as you and Aira make it away from here, I can hold off whoever is at the door. Then I'll come and find you. Just head south and when I'm finished up here I'll head the same way and find you." Dylan brought his hand away from her face and looked down at it. Suddenly something began to emerge from his flesh; it was the tracking device he was implanted with when he was registered as an evo. He turned his hand and dropped it on the floor. "You'll need to hold Aira's hand as I remove her chip. Let's get it over with." he said taking Athena's hand and leading her out of His room to the door of Aira's.
Feeling his gentle touch slipping away from her altogether, Athena nodded her head lightly in understanding of what it was that he was asking of her, her dark gaze lightly gliding about the room before finally it came to land on a black shirt lain crumpled over the floor, letting out a soft and almost inaudible sigh of relief at the very sight of it, she hurried over to pick it up and shake it out; the woman once more returning to his side as she slipped it on over her body, and began to do up the buttons while listening to what he had to say about the chip- if Aira was going to see her in her human form, than she’d be damned before she let the eight year old see her stark naked.
“..okay... let’s do this...” Hesitating for a moment in the hallway as he lead the way into Aira’s bedroom, she shot a glance in the direction of the front door, uncertainty flickering across the surface of her eyes though she pushed the feeling to the side and instead hurried after him; a small smile playing over her lips as she caught sight of the girl lifting up the bottom of her sheets so she could look under the bed for something she had seemingly lost.
"Aira, what on earth are you doing out of bed?" Dylan asked as he watched her looking under the bed for something. "And what are you looking for?" he questioned, completely forgetting the fact that the woman he just slept with was Aira's bunny. "Never mind you can tell me later. But right now Aira, we have to get you out of here. Remember the bad man? Well he may be here." Dylan lied. He didn't know if it was the supposed bad man or not. He didn't even know if it was a man. "I want you to hold my friends hand, can you do that for me Aira?"
She wasn’t there... she wasn’t in the bed; she wasn’t under the bed- the only place she hadn’t looked was the cupboard which was on the far side of the room, its door left ajar only slightly, though with more than enough room for a small bunny to go slipping through. Scrunching up her face in an attempt to not cry at the fact that she couldn’t find her best friend, Aira awkwardly pulled herself out from under the bed, her body twisting slightly over the ground as she instead chose to sit up, her body leant against the mattress and her eyes glistening with tears to come as she looked up at Dylan and the woman she didn’t recognize.
“T-The bad mans here..? Did-... Did he take Athena..? I-I can’t find her...” As the words slipped through her lips and out into the open for everyone to hear, the tears she had in her eyes finally began to bubble over before streaming down her cheeks, and falling down to stain the front of her still paint-covered nightdress.
Oh god, she was looking for her rabbit, Athena. Dylan had to think quick on this one. The poor little girls tears tugged at his heart strings ever so much. This must be one hell of a night for Aira, first being taken from her parents by a stranger, now being taken away by another stranger. The giant of a man knelt down and bent forward wrapping his arms around the crying girl, patting a couple of times on her back. He then pulled back and put his hands on her shoulders, and looked her in those sweet little watery eyes of hers.
"Yes, the bad man took Athena, but don't you worry Aira, I won't let him harm Athena or you. I'll get Athena from the bad man, but I need you to do me a big favor. I need you to be a brave girl and get my new friend here out of here. She's special, just like you, and me. If you can get her to safety I'll get Athena from the bad man and bring her back to you. Can you do that for me Aira?" Dylan asked, knowing he wouldn't be bringing back a white rabbit for her. But he had to comfort her somehow, he couldn't stand to see her so sad.
How hadn’t she thought that this was going to happen... Feeling a sharp and guilt-ridden pain shooting through her heart at the sight of Aira crying in Dylan’s arms, Athena shifted quite awkwardly over the spot in which she stood, her left arm coming up to wrap over her chest while her right arm continued up further, her head tilting guiltily to the side as she rubbed sheepishly at the back of her neck- how could she not feel bad about what her actions had done to the poor girl..? The fact that the two of them had chosen to spend the night together, had caused Aira pain... and above that, had caused him to have to lie to cover up what had really happened... oh God; she was a horrible person...
Daring a chance after hearing Dylan’s request of the young girl, Athena turned her gaze back over to where the pair was sat on the ground, watching with slight pride as the eight year old looked over his shoulder at her before then nodding her head in answer to the question- she hated the fact that they had to lie to Aira... but with the possibility of Quantum being on the other side of that door; there really was no other way for them to do this...
“..hey Aira... I’m scared of the bad man too... do you think I could come over there and hold your hand..?” Waiting for a moment as the girl looked back and once again nodded her head, Athena gave her a small smile, the woman’s feet silently carrying her across the room and over to them before she knelt down by her side, hesitating for only a moment before finally, she took a gentle though firm hold of the girls hand; her dark eyes flicking up to meet with Dylan’s as she gave him a nod, letting him know that it was now or never.
Dylan was going to be heartbroken at what he was about to do. This little girl had been through so much in one night, and it just kept getting worse. He held her other hand flat between his own two hands. He hated to have to do this to her, he knew it was going to hurt.
"Be strong Aira" he said, pausing only for a moment before the chip burst out of her hand and into his own. In this moment he created a soundproof barrier by causing the vectors of any sound in the room to simply be redirected into the wooden floor which would absorb the sound of her cries of pain.
The shrill sound of the girls pained scream filled the room, causing Athena to scrunch up her face, and reminding her of a banshee’s wail- it was heartbreaking... one of the worst sounds that she had ever had the experience of hearing; and one that she hoped she would never again have the need to hear. The poor girl had been through so much already; a fair bit of that pain due to herself and Dylan, though it couldn’t be helped... it was a necessary type of evil that had to be inflicted if they were going to be able to keep her safe.
Unable to take the young girls uncontrollable weeping any longer than she already had, Athena pulled her hands away from the child’s, her arms gently and protectively wrapping around her small frame, pulling her close against her chest as she did all that she could to console her; her own eyes glistening with tears as she turned to look back over at Dylan as though searching for what it was that they were supposed to do now.
Dylan met Athena's eyes, with sadness clear in his own. This night had been a roller-coaster of emotions, and he couldn't even begin to understand the pain Athena was feeling. Having protected this girl for a year now, while Dylan had only known the sweet thing for one night. Extending his soundproof barrier to the window, he raised it up for them to escape out of once he confirmed if it was quantum or not. He almost hoped that it was quantum, or this would have all been for nothing. Dylan reduced the soundproof barrier so that it was just around Athena and Aira. Sound could get in but it couldn't get out. He stood up from the grown and looked down at the two.
"You should be able to hear whomever is at the door say their purpose. Of they mention quantum or Aira or even if they want to step foot in this house you run. Head south and I'll catch up. I'm sorry Aira... Remember be brave." he said as he turned to leave the room.
Relaxing her hold around the small child once Dylan had turned away from her, Athena pulled back to look down at the girls tear strewn face, her own eyes red and brimming with tears at the pain they had inflicted as she let her full attention turn down to the child’s palm; the flesh torn open and stained red with blood from where the chip had been forcefully ripped from her flesh- the very sight of it caused her stomach to churn, and her heart to sink ever lower within her chest... justified or not; how could they have ever done this to a child...
Dropping both her hands down to the material that made up the shirt that she had stolen from Dylan earlier, she took a tight hold of it before she pulled, the sound of it ripping apart filling the air as she tore a lengthy piece off so that she could use it to bandage up the child’s hand, her gaze lifting back up to look at Dylan every so often as he explained to her just what it was that he wanted her to do- this was crazy... the moment that they met up again after all of this, they had to speak; this was no way to raise this girl. Catching sight of him trying to leave the room, Athena hurried to finish tying the make-shift bandage before she scrambled up from the ground, her feet carrying her back across the room after him.
“..Dylan, wait..!” Reaching out once she got close enough, she once again took a hold of his hand, her other lifting to rest delicately against his cheek, her thumb lightly brushing back and forth over the skin just under his eye for but a moment before she once more met his gaze, “..please; I need you to make sure that she’s on my back, and that she’s holding on properly- even if she’s holding onto my mane, I don’t care... And-...”
Hesitating for only a moment before finally deciding what it was that she wanted to do, she pushed herself up and onto the balls of her feet, her eyes fluttering to a close as she pressed her lips softly against his own, allowing them to linger there for as long as she possibly could before eventually, she pulled back again, her cheeks though dark in color still gaining a light tinge of red as her eyes searched his own for the promise she wanted him to make, “..come back to me... please...”
He felt her hand in his own, and the gentle caress of her thumb underneath his eye. His eyes were glossed over, the sorrow in his eyes were clear. This girl had reminded him of his own little sister when she was just a little girl, and it killed him to see her in such pain, pain that he inflicted. He nodded, showing he understood what he had to do.
Then their lips met once more, and they lingered there for what seemed an eternity. But this was different than the first kiss they had shared. This wasn't a kiss of lust, but of love. He met the haze of her dark eyes, and stared into them as she told him to come back. He had no Idea who was waiting for him at the door. It could be an evo that could completely obliterate him. But no matter what lay behind that door He would fight to his grave to protect these two. It would be one of the most worth while things he would have done in his life.
"Let's get her straddled up shall we... I can't make any promises, because I don't know what's outside that door. But I will promise to fight my hardest for you, and Aira. And if I come out on top, I will come back." he had already lied to one of the girls, he didn't want to make an empty promise to the other. There was no telling if he could make it back to her or not. He would try his damnedest; but what if that wasn't good enough?
She couldn’t help but stare into his eyes; so full of pain... of honesty... it was clear as day that it was a promise he wanted to make, though just couldn’t bring himself to give her that false hope that they would again end up with one another, when there was always that big possibility that they wouldn’t- the thought alone caused pain to shoot through her heart, and for her eyes to sting with the tears she knew were threatening to bubble over and run down her cheeks... though she knew she couldn’t do that; she had to be strong... he needed her to be strong, at least for Aira’s sake, “..I know you will, Dylan... you will beat whatever is waiting for you; and then you will come and find us... You’re strong, and I know you can do this- I believe in you...”
Leaning up to once more press her lips against his own, though this time allowing slightly more passion to flow out through the action, Athena pulled herself away from him completely before she could change her mind again, her dark eyes closing as she took a couple of steps back, keeping distance between her and the other two as she turned her back to them both, her dark eyes shutting tightly as a slightly pained yell escaped from her lips; the bones in her body seeming to physically crack and move about under her flesh as she began to change, the sudden change in both shape and size causing the shirt she had borrowed to rip apart, and fall to the ground as golden fur emerged ever slowly from under her skin before eventually she dropped down onto all fours, the once pained yell twisting til it was the threatening roar of the king of the jungle itself.
Huffing out a few short breaths in reaction to the transformation she hadn’t made in what felt like years, Athena lifted her head up high, taking a moment to shake out large mane that now adorned her figure, her tail flicking back and forth every so often before finally, she turned her head around to look back at him, the familiar dark eyes that were her own staring up at him expectantly before she lowered herself down to the floor, her muzzle lightly resting over her paws as she waited patiently.
Dylan embraced Athena's lips, matching her passion before she stepped back and began her transformation. Her pained yell pierced him to his core. Once the transformation was complete, her roar rattling in his chest. It left him in awe for a moment, before he remembered that was a roar of pain. He stepped around the lion in the middle of the room and lifted Aira onto Athena's back.
"Ok Aira, you need to hold on tight." He said as he took her hands in his own, and placed them on each side of Athena's mane. "Hang on tightly to her mane. Keep you legs tight. Whatever you do, don't let go. And remember, keep her safe for me" Dylan said looking into the eyes of Aira. Then knelt down and looked into the dark eyes of this magnificent beast. "I'll find you, both, if things go well" he said looking back up to Aira then standing up straight.
He walked to the open door of what was Aira's room for the night, taking one long look at the two before He walked out of the room. He made his way down the hallway and stood in front of the door for a moment, taking a deep breath and then opening the door.
"Hey sorry, I just finished up in bed with my girl, had to get dressed. I'm sure you know how that is my man" Dylan said with a total change in his personality. This was trainer Dylan, the fun outgoing man who builds you up. "Anyways what brings you here at such an early hour? Is everything alright?"
@gowia; yes, you're more than welcome to have your character be a new camper
~Jayanti Soman~
"Sometimes we tend to spend so long looking for the pot of gold forget to recognize the beauty of the rainbow"
~ Jayanti Soman
~ Jayanti Soman
~General Information~
Name: Jayanti Soman.
Nick-Names: Jay (she often introduces herself as Jay as it easier and quicker to pronounce), Rainbow (when she was officially claimed one of the younger campers started calling her this after her mother's position, she embraced it and it caught on).
Sex/ Gender: Female.
Age: 19.
Place Of Origin: Delhi, India.
Camp Cabin: Seventeen- Cabin counselor.
Appearance - 19 Years Old:
~Relationship Information~
Relationship Status: Single.
Sexuality: Hetreo/straight.
Partner: None.
Godly Parent: ρις- Iris; Goddess of the rainbow and messenger goddess between mortals and immortals.
Human Parent: Akash Soman (Father) Riya Soman (stepmother).
Siblings: None, she's an only child but she has 2 cousins; Ada Soman and Sanji Soman, who are like a sister and brother to her.
Legacy: Εὐφροσύνη- Euphrosyne; Goddess of joy and one of the three graces.
Pet/s: Technically it's not her bird but she started feeding and caring for one of the ravens she found in the forest, she sometimes brings it into the camp grounds and it trusts her as a pet bird would so it's often credited as hers.
Other:
~Personal Information~
Personality: Fun, quirky and confident Jayanti, to most people, is fun to be around. She embraces awkward silences like they're her best friend and is often found joking around. She tries to get along with everyone and has dedicated herself to spread joy through everyone she meets. With a bucket-load of confidence Jayanti is not afraid to do some of the most random things absolutely anywhere. Jayanti is carefree and very much an optimist. She believes that almost any problem or problematic situation has some hope in working out and the rest are something to not dwell upon.
Jayanti can be very clumsy and embraces her clumsiness with open arms. She often pokes fun at her own insecurities, she found it was very effective with being teased less in her younger days (because if you find it funny it's going to be hard for others to get you down about it) but she also uses it as a way to cheer up the people around her.
Jayanti is a bit of a slob. Laziness is something that hits her for a small chunk of time before she gets back to being moderately active. Her room, however, is most probably the disgrace of cabin seventeen. She's respectable to keep her junk out of the shared spaces but her room is usually atrocious. Odd smell coming from one of the room's down the hallway? Probably Jayanti's room. Haven't received last week's washing? Probably in Jayanti's room. That mug she drank out of a month ago? Yeah, that's still on the window sill. For some cabin inspections she cleans it quickly but half of it is usually stuffed in the wardrobe or such. She calls it creativity, everyone else calls it messy, not that she minds, the time could be spent in better ways. Jayanti loves food and often jokes food is her life. The three things she'll claim to need in her life is food, sleep and happiness. When she's not doing her duties as cabin leader or the camp's activities she probably is eating, socializing or lazing about, possibly sleeping.
Jayanti is known to be childish but she can actually be rather mature and responsible when she feels she needs to be, she just doesn't see many opportunities that call for it, situation doesn't call for maturity in her eyes as quickly as most people would think it would. Commitment scares Jayanti slightly, she's terrible when it comes to commitment particularly in a relationship and has failed to date someone for over seven months. Though her joyfulness and childishness Jayanti can get annoying to some campers more often that others and has a tendency to walk herself into everyday dangers and threats.
Skills: She has quite the knack for cheering up other people and spreading joy like a disease. She claims to be skilled at eating too, she can devour twice as much as any girl her age and have room for dessert even if she doesn't look it. She's actually quite skilled in the art of baking too.
Biography:
Jayanti was raised in Delhi with her father and, for most her life, her stepmother. Jayanti always knew who her mother was growing up and never really held and ill-will toward her. Jayanti was only 3 when her father married Riya, a childhood friend of his, leading to the woman becoming a big part of Jayanti's life. Although she never got the title Riya was always the mother figure in her life.
Growing up Jayanti's Dyslexia and ADHD that comes with being a demigod made school harder and more effort was needed on her part over the other kids. This got on her father's nerves slightly. Don't get me wrong, he was a great father, but he wanted his daughter to do well in everything she did so when most other student's grades were leaps and bounds ahead of hers he wasn't the most pleased father in the world. No matter what they tried, although it helped, it never really got her far enough to match other student's grades in the academic subjects. As she was so behind so many students she was often teased about her low grades and had few friends, that was until she learnt by poking fun at herself not only would the bullying become less dramatically but she would get more friends. By the end of that year she wasn't bullied so much but was the go-to student when you were blue. Some people wouldn't like such attention so quickly especially if it came from teasing themselves by Jayanti loved it and still does today.
It was when her 14th year was dawning upon her the Cyclops came. It was the quick thinking of Riya who, upon seeing the abnormally tall man with one eye, getting too close to Jayanti threw a stick at the Cyclops and dragged Jayanti inside before admitting she was one of the rare humans who could see through the mist, unknowing to them that Riya's gift was Iris' doing.
Only 5 days the small family got an 'anonymous' letter telling them about camp half-blood and that a satyr was set up to meet Jayanti in one week in New York. The family packed up and left on a 'holiday' to America. As Jayanti grew up learning both of Delhi's official primary languages (Hindu and English) there was and has not been a language barrier. She celebrated her 15th on the day she departed with the satyr and left her father and stepmother.
Since then Riya and Akash received their visa and moved to New York to be closer to Jayanti. Although Jayanti's primary place of residence is camp half-blood she owns an small apartment in New York her father insisted on getting her and will leave camp half-blood for a night or 2 every now and again, usually when only the year round campers are at camp. She hasn't been to Olympus but, instead, spends that time in New York with her family.
~Demigod Information~
Demigod Abilities: She can summon rainbows and multi-colored blasts of energy. The second can tire her quickly, then again that might be with help of Jayanti's laziness and love of sleep kicking in.
~Weaponry Information~
Weapon/s: Dagger.
Weapon/s Name: άμυνα- defense.
Weapon/s Type: Celestial Bronze dagger.
Jayanti takes after her mother, Iris, and only uses weaponry as a defense.
~Other Information~
Other: ?
~Theme Song~
Theme Song:
Happy by Pharrell Williams (I know, so freaking generic, if you have a better one please please please let me know XD)
@Vicier My second character to be checked over :)
I'll do relationships with all the campers for Vanessa and Jayanti over the weekendJayanti Soman
I am (once again) so so sorry that it took me to get back to you on your second character honey; I really dropped the ball on this one, I can admit that, however, I am please to let you know that she is indeed accepted and will be put across into the character section..! Feel free to get an entrance post up for her when you can..! :D
@SouffleGirl123; oh god, I'm so sorry hun..! I completely flaked on that, if you could resend it, it would be awesome honey, and I promise to get on it right after I finish work..!
Isabella Français
Camelot ~ Albion
Once again it was like time stood still; when in reality, everything she had just seen and heard was left behind and instead replaced by something familiar. Once again stumbling to remain balanced upon her feet as they touched ground, Isabella quickly glanced around her person, a small though obviously relieved smile playing over her lips as she gazed about the lush forests that surrounded her- she had done it... she had managed to get back; and by the height of the sun in the sky, she had managed to get back before the tournament had begun. Seemingly unable and unwanting to hide the way that her smile grew into more of a grin, Isabella let a relieved sigh fall out though her lips, her body seeming to visibly relax before finally she reached forward, once again taking a hold and lifting up the front of her dress as she began to make her way forward through the trees, each step audible as she disturbed the leaves and brush covering the ground.
It had gotten lighter since she had left... the rays of the sun shining down through the tree tops to fall and spread a warmth throughout her body; it felt nice... comforting- though the knowledge that she had at least been gone for a couple of hours seemed to have the opposite effect. She knew she was going to be in trouble; her disappearing the way that she had wasn’t something that was going to go unnoticed. Dropping her bright blue eyes down to watch her step as she continued to move in the direction she knew to go in- how many times since her first appearance had she roamed these forests..? They were familiar, comforting... they were home- something she knew better than the back of her hand; and could maneuver just as well as any who had been brought up in the area. It was just one of the many things that Lancelot said he loved about her...
Allowing for the material of her dress to slip from her grasp as the tree line began to thin out and open up, Isabella lifted her hand up from where it was resting, her bright eyes flicked up to gaze upon the towering figure of nature as she let her palm lightly press against the rough bark of the tree- these forests were old... peaceful; giving off that strange sense that something deeper, and almost magical was hidden within. To think that over the course of years to pass it was all going to be torn down... leaving nothing behind but vast open spaces, ready to be built up during the might of the industrial era which seemed as though would only come too soon for someone who was able to understand time as well as she could. A saddened flicked seemed to grace her features for only a brief moment at the thought of such waste of beauty before eventually, she tore her gaze away from the grace of nature, instead turning her attention over to the might of a large castle sitting strong not too far from where she was stood.
Camelot was the pride of Albion, and home to the one true King... Arthur Pendragon had been the one to defy all odds stacked up against him in his quest to unite the lands- to go against his father, and to allow those who were able to wield the power of magic to lead normal lives... to have that chance to walk the right path without the fear of being hunted down, and slaughtered for the crime of being born; though she knew better than most about what was going on... there were people who were different, and what was actually considered to be magic within the walls of Camelot, was actually evolved abilities which had developed throughout the lives of those gifted; whether grown, or born into it, their abilities were something they should be proud of... and unlike during the rule of Uther Pendragon; they had no need to fear consequence unless such gifts were used for evil, and proof provided to both the royal court and King himself. Arthur was a good man... and a kind though just King.
Taking a moment to just enjoy the stunningly beautiful view that spanned out before her very eyes, Isabella slowly turned her body against the trunk of the tree, her shoulder lightly leaning up against the trunk and her hand sliding down the bark until eventually, it dropped down to meet with the other, both coming up to rest just in front of her stomach, her fingers contently playing with one another out of pure habit as she stood before the mighty Kingdom she had long ago thrown herself into the midst of.
“..I did it... I’m home...”
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