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Interested. I have a mental patient CS I barely got to use a couple years ago I'd like to revive.
Elysia heard a bolstering voice announce their name as Raghu Si… something or other Son of Dev and breath mage? Hmmm, she wasn’t sure what a breath mage was. Must be some kind of air mover. She giggled a bit at the boy, but not in a way to make fun of him. She just thought he was funny, with his wide grin and big, cat like smile. Another girl after him, Nyx Caeli. Well, that was a pretty name. And the girl bowed after her introduction. It was interesting… like a performer. Elysia’s smile widened further. These people were going to be fun after all. Perhaps she’d even end up glad she left home. It seemed whatever ice had formed on their personalities over the course of the boat ride was thawing.
”Nice to meet you too,” Elysia smiled back at Aleric before the boy turned and began asking Raghu all sorts of questions. The same ones Elysia had had, but ones she didn’t feel like asking. After all, whatever they all could do, whatever they all were, was surely to be revealed.
Many of the other kids kept quiet, and Elysia looked to them with an expectant expression, one that asked what their names were without saying anything out loud. But it was boring her when they remained silent so her attention was rapt back to Raghu. He was breathing out a weird glow and then inhaled before blowing out and hitting a wall with the force exhaled from his body. She blinked a few times before clapping rapidly. ”Oh that is neat!” she exclaimed, eyes with new eagerness. She wanted to watch what everyone could do! Seeming to forget she had abilities as well.
”Nice to meet you too,” Elysia smiled back at Aleric before the boy turned and began asking Raghu all sorts of questions. The same ones Elysia had had, but ones she didn’t feel like asking. After all, whatever they all could do, whatever they all were, was surely to be revealed.
Many of the other kids kept quiet, and Elysia looked to them with an expectant expression, one that asked what their names were without saying anything out loud. But it was boring her when they remained silent so her attention was rapt back to Raghu. He was breathing out a weird glow and then inhaled before blowing out and hitting a wall with the force exhaled from his body. She blinked a few times before clapping rapidly. ”Oh that is neat!” she exclaimed, eyes with new eagerness. She wanted to watch what everyone could do! Seeming to forget she had abilities as well.
Aw, I was hoping one of those who had reserved would post a charrie today.
Evelyn hesitated when asked where Mithias was. They had known each other for quite a while, considering their past history, but at the present she hadn’t seen him all day. ”Probably getting into trouble I suppose. I’m sure he’s handling himself, however,” she said lightly, not worried about him. He indeed liked being outside and she wouldn’t be surprised if he’d gotten lost in his own thoughts about something or other and wandered off and was now making his way back in due time. She wasn’t his caretaker either way and did not keep tabs on him.
Her attention was taken away from her thoughts and to the Kaley girl who stood and pulled out a chair. At her words and the strange way they left her lips, Evelyn raised a brow. The girl was… different. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but for some reason she did not care for her. It must be an attitude she had lingering under the surface. She was controlling it but it was there. It had come out when she’d threatened violence earlier.
”Thank you,” Evelyn said with a nod, lowering the eyebrow and moving noiselessly to the seat and sitting. She could have stayed standing, but it would have been rude to decline the seat. And rude would just not do in Evelyn’s book. For that same reason, she would let the others slake their lust for the thick red liquid before them before touching it herself unless gotten a drink poured for her. Once everyone else was done, then perhaps she'd get her own. She was thirsty, but not starved.
Her attention was taken away from her thoughts and to the Kaley girl who stood and pulled out a chair. At her words and the strange way they left her lips, Evelyn raised a brow. The girl was… different. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but for some reason she did not care for her. It must be an attitude she had lingering under the surface. She was controlling it but it was there. It had come out when she’d threatened violence earlier.
”Thank you,” Evelyn said with a nod, lowering the eyebrow and moving noiselessly to the seat and sitting. She could have stayed standing, but it would have been rude to decline the seat. And rude would just not do in Evelyn’s book. For that same reason, she would let the others slake their lust for the thick red liquid before them before touching it herself unless gotten a drink poured for her. Once everyone else was done, then perhaps she'd get her own. She was thirsty, but not starved.
Wraithblade6 said
Biding my time..
Gonna be a diva and make a grand entrance, huh?
I'd prefer if anyone interacting with Isla would refer to her as Raven. Since I did say she was bad at connecting with people anyway. :)
Breathe. Breathe. Breathe. Isla thought to herself as she jogged around the sidewalks of London. Makeup-less and long dark hair pulled back, she looked like any average citizen. Down to her sweats and K-Swiss sneakers. She’d woken at 5am, like every morning, and found herself unable to go back to sleep. To even get to sleep at night she took tablet after tablet of melatonin, looking for rest and yet some experience so deep that dreams could not permeate her mind. Nightmares. The dark. They haunted her. If she could she’d never sleep. The night time was where she flourished after all, and having to abide by society’s norm of waking in the light forced her mind into the routine she’d come to presently.
By 8am she was back to her apartment and showering, changing into some white flared jeans and a sweater. She affixed her bracelet to her wrist, the one she could use as a weapon if so needed, and lifted her slouchy shirt up over her chest. She wrapped the belly band holster around her waist and slid in her gun and knife, lowering her shirt once more. Isla let her half dry hair fall into natural curls as she began putting on her makeup, cellphone vibrating on the side of her dresser. Only half paying attention, she reached over and flipping it open as an audio message played from work.
Nodding, Isla finished up quickly, slipping into some dark navy heels, and leaving her building. Upon arriving, she headed straight towards the East Wing, and conference room 345B. As she walked smoothly but with purpose, her mind went over the last months she’d been involved in the Hounds. She knew it was not what she wanted to do, as it was not on her own terms, but it was better than prison.
When Isla, better known as Raven, entered the room, her large eyes scanned over the others, nodding in greeting with a closed lip smile, before finding a seat closer to those she knew best- Striker and Rune.
By 8am she was back to her apartment and showering, changing into some white flared jeans and a sweater. She affixed her bracelet to her wrist, the one she could use as a weapon if so needed, and lifted her slouchy shirt up over her chest. She wrapped the belly band holster around her waist and slid in her gun and knife, lowering her shirt once more. Isla let her half dry hair fall into natural curls as she began putting on her makeup, cellphone vibrating on the side of her dresser. Only half paying attention, she reached over and flipping it open as an audio message played from work.
Nodding, Isla finished up quickly, slipping into some dark navy heels, and leaving her building. Upon arriving, she headed straight towards the East Wing, and conference room 345B. As she walked smoothly but with purpose, her mind went over the last months she’d been involved in the Hounds. She knew it was not what she wanted to do, as it was not on her own terms, but it was better than prison.
When Isla, better known as Raven, entered the room, her large eyes scanned over the others, nodding in greeting with a closed lip smile, before finding a seat closer to those she knew best- Striker and Rune.
Evelyn looked over as Kaley groaned and slid down a wall. ”Really…” Evelyn whispered, sighing softly and in distaste. If the girl had never been starving from a month of refusing to drink from a human, wearing a corset daily, and living with other vampires amongst the same time- she knew not pain.
Her owl like eyes took in Christof as he entered, nodding in return as a greeting. She continued to remain standing, as she thought it improper for a lady to have to pull out her own chair to sit. She was too proud to do so herself. So she stood stoically while continuing to watch the others with her lips sealed. Her attention did go towards William as he seemed to start having a fit or something. His eyes met hers and she could see hunger pains in them. Ah, to be a newborn once more. She did feel some pity for them. It was not an easy existence to endure. That of a vampiric nature.
”You may call me Evelyn. Or Miss de Winter,” she started sternly, eyebrows knitting together at being addressed by her last name only. ”We, all of us including you three, are vampires. That is why you are hungry. You need to eat. Unfortunately, newborns are notorious for needing an outstanding amount of nourishment,” she mumbled, lip twitching slightly. Her gaze momentarily drifted to Viorica before going back to William’s.
”This is our castle, for those descended from Dracula’s lineage. As for ‘what is going on here’… I’m not sure what answer you are expecting,” she said quietly, expression smoothed once more like the lines of her dress.
Her owl like eyes took in Christof as he entered, nodding in return as a greeting. She continued to remain standing, as she thought it improper for a lady to have to pull out her own chair to sit. She was too proud to do so herself. So she stood stoically while continuing to watch the others with her lips sealed. Her attention did go towards William as he seemed to start having a fit or something. His eyes met hers and she could see hunger pains in them. Ah, to be a newborn once more. She did feel some pity for them. It was not an easy existence to endure. That of a vampiric nature.
”You may call me Evelyn. Or Miss de Winter,” she started sternly, eyebrows knitting together at being addressed by her last name only. ”We, all of us including you three, are vampires. That is why you are hungry. You need to eat. Unfortunately, newborns are notorious for needing an outstanding amount of nourishment,” she mumbled, lip twitching slightly. Her gaze momentarily drifted to Viorica before going back to William’s.
”This is our castle, for those descended from Dracula’s lineage. As for ‘what is going on here’… I’m not sure what answer you are expecting,” she said quietly, expression smoothed once more like the lines of her dress.
Yvette’s eyes appeared a little alarmed when Mike showed her his scar, eyes wide and taking in everything he said about his time in the army. She smiled a bit and nodded, feeling better. Partially because of the drinks and partially because his experience had reassured her. ”Scars don’t bother me,” she said quietly when he said hers wouldn’t be nearly as cool. Her eyes flickered for a moment, some painful memories flashing in them for a brief moment before she shook her head and looked back to Mike. He said he and Jon would take care of her and she blushed abit, nodding. ”I understand. I just wish I wasn’t injured at all so I could help,” she said softly, squeezing the hand in return before Jon came over.
She saw the look in Jon’s eyes and raised an eyebrow. He seemed stressed. Of course, who wouldn’t be. Well, then again she wasn’t. At least not anymore. She felt pretty good actually and smiled when he said it would hurt when his hand hovered over her hip. ”Okie dokie,” she said cutely until he slowly began pulling the metal from her body. She gasped in pain and tried to curl up but shivered as Jon got it out and blood began seeping once more from the hole. ”That really hurt,” she pouted, getting off her elbows and laying back on her back. ”Fiiiiine,” she said with a sigh, like she was bored when Jon said stitches would be easy. She was still pouting, not liking this situation. This pain. Though she supposed things could be worse. She did feel rather upbeat for no good reason thanks to the tiny, empty bottles at her side.
She saw the look in Jon’s eyes and raised an eyebrow. He seemed stressed. Of course, who wouldn’t be. Well, then again she wasn’t. At least not anymore. She felt pretty good actually and smiled when he said it would hurt when his hand hovered over her hip. ”Okie dokie,” she said cutely until he slowly began pulling the metal from her body. She gasped in pain and tried to curl up but shivered as Jon got it out and blood began seeping once more from the hole. ”That really hurt,” she pouted, getting off her elbows and laying back on her back. ”Fiiiiine,” she said with a sigh, like she was bored when Jon said stitches would be easy. She was still pouting, not liking this situation. This pain. Though she supposed things could be worse. She did feel rather upbeat for no good reason thanks to the tiny, empty bottles at her side.
I can't promise it won't happen again, but I'll try to resist
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