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Date Posted: 23:49:30 07/13/03 Sun
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*the small girl moved though the hallway with out a sound, flicking a stand out of her eyes with out a sound. Stopping byt a door throwing a look around before the throwing her gaze back to the door the lock clicking open. she learned that power quickly, she had too. It was the only way to get herself inside. She closed the door behind her mumbling something lowly, a 'protection' on the apartment so she couldn't be tracked here. With out a word she walked though the apartment checking to see if any one was in it. Hopefully she wouldn't be caught, hate to explain the breaking and entering. She yawned slightly finally settling that the apartment is empty she slid down so she was sitting pulling her legs up to her chest she leaned back against the wall once again contemplating her parents and sister's death and the turning of her twin.*
Name:
Evanna
Nickname:
Eva
Age:
Seven
Gender:
Female
Appearance:
She is small standing only about four feet, with hazel brown eyes and dark brown hair she always seems to look way to serious. She weight 45 pounds, and always has a book bag with her. her small size lets her be agile and move easily. Despite her small size
Personality:
Very persistent when she sees a point to something. Strong-minded won’t give up on anything. Sweet and loving though she does have a harsh streak in her for fighting.
Past:
Her parents were leader of a witch line called the l'argento line. The strongest, harshest, and strictest of witch lines she was trained in fighting since she was 4. her family was rather ‘fairy tail’ life besides for the witch duties but when she turned seven a vampire group attacked her family, killing her parents and older sister in front of her. She hid herself in a room and they manage to miss her but they took her twin brother. She had no idea what happened to her twin until she ran into and found out he was turned.
Abilities:
she is very good with a blade and sword. Can do a few things with the mind but nothing that big yet because of her age.
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| | *she snorted slightly but backed off* “if they want my foal Shadow let them have it. I would lose it back home anyway” *she sighed softly backing away from the two vampires. She didn’t like humans or anything that looked like them* “could you keep one form already?” *she asked Avi softly her head bowed in respect*
Name: Illusions of Insanity
Nickname: Insanity
Age: unknown (hehe I don’t remember)
Gender: mare
Breed: unknown. Looks part Arabian
Color: dark bay.
Markings: a star and many scars.
Personality: changed a lot since she was in CM last. now is back to being fearful of everything, she jumps at shadows or the simplest of noises. Depressed.
Past: mostly unknown. She was forced back into slavery by her uncle, forced to fight in a war, she almost lost her life. Her uncle was forced to let her rest where she ran. She is in really bad shape now and is pregnant with her uncle’s right hand’s foal.
Extra: most of her powers are binded all but her power to sense her family or loved ones. She learned that power back at her home.
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| | *he nods his head slightly,
Name: Black Magic
Nickname: Magic
Age: 7
Gender: stallion
Breed: Arabian/TB (I think)
Color: Black
Markings: None(I think)
Height: 16.3hh-17hh
Personality: he keeps to himself, in the shadows. Troubled and lonely but does not want to get close to anyone. He been though a lot that dragged down his out going personality.
Past: ??.
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| | *she bowed her head * “I would love if you joined me” *She flicked an ear forward slightly on the stallion waiting for some from of reaction.* “that is if you don’t mind, the TT is really empty.”
Song
Don’t you fret, M’sieur Marius,
I don’t feel any pain.
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now.
You’re here. That’s all I need to know.
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
And rain will make the flowers grow.
But you will live ’Ponine—dear God above,
If I could close your wounds with words of love
Just hold me now, and let it be.
Shelter me, comfort me.
You would live a hundred years
If I could show you how
I won’t desert you now…
The rain can’t hurt me now
This rain will wash away what’s past
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close.
I’ll sleep in your embrace at last.
The rain that brings you here
Is heaven blessed.
The skies begin to clear
And I’m at rest.
A breath away from where you are
I’ve come home from so far.
So don’t you fret, M’sieur Marius
I don’t feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now.
That’s all I need to know.
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
And rain
Will make the flowers…
Hush-a-bye, dear Eponine (in counterpoint)
You won’t feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt you now.
I’m here.
I will stay with you till you are sleeping
And rain
Will make the flowers
Grow.
‘Stats
Name: A little fall of rain
Nickname: Rain, Regnen
Age: 5 or 6
Gender: mare
Height: 15hh
breed: Arabian
Color: Gray
Personality: Unknown
Past: unknown
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| | *she sighed taking on her
‘Horse’ Stats
Name: Aviva
Nickname: Avi
Age: unknown
Gender: mare
Appearance: A very small black mare with black eyes. though small she is obvious strong.
Personality: outspoken, and normally very rude. Friendly towards those she likes otherwise she could be just down right pissy. Hates human more then anything
Past: Unknown
‘Human’ Stats
Name: Aviva
Nickname: Avi
Age: unknown
Age looks: five
Gender: female
Height: 3' 3"
Weight: 42
Appearance: She appears to be a small human child, not standing much over three feet. She has long blond hair that reaches her mid-back, and fair skin. Her fair features her black eyes seem even darker. There seems to be a dark aura around her making everything seem more dangerous despite her small size.
Personality: Cold and distant doesn’t really let anyone get to know her. Some what violent, though it seems to go more in moods.
Past: Not much is known about her until about 500 B.C. where she suddenly popped up. Her power alone gave away her age though to most was unkown how old exactly. She was well known for starting fires just to watching things burn.She started lots of trouble around the places she lived but she never staid in one place for very long. Vicious and well known because of her marks on her victims she was hunted wildly by the witch/vampire hunter community but no one could ever find her. Her activity died down for a while but then started up again in about 400 A.D. this time starting fires to houses killing all that was inside, by blocking all the exits. Her fascination with death once again started getting her hunted, but she still manages to avoid them. she likes playing games with them luring them someone just to leave before they reach her. in the late 1000’s she killed a witch. The hunters increased there search for her still turning up empty handed. The search still goes on today. She is very well known.
Full info on her
Don’t get too attached to love
It will only turn to hate
Don’t get too attached to hate
It will only make you love
Don’t take life seriously.
All that lives does so too die.
Take their death for what it is.
A way for you to survive
Don’t get too attached to anyone.
They will only leave you.
And if they don’t they will die
Don’t get too attached to life
For if you do you will die
Eternally tortured eternally young
Eternally living life in your own hell
But don’t give in, don’t give up
Stand up tall, and be strong
The strong always survive
The strong always make it to the top
But once you make the top
Don’t get to attached to being on top
You will only fall.
Don’t get too attached
It will only make you more distant |
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