Author:
Meri
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Date Posted: 20:30:30 09/07/04 Tue
*the hawk watched the female with curious gold eyes. Another vampire this place seemed to be swarming with them. But this one was young… no more then a week old. shifting her wings slightly, she remained quiet. Not giving her presence yet. She wanted to get a feel on this one before doing anything. keeping her gaze locked on the back of the female, she tilted her head, it looking almost comical with her bird body. Completely shifting her weight she gave a flap of her wings lifting herself off the branch and out of the tree, circling over head watching curious... not speaking. Having nothing to say. Just trying to get to know everyone and everything round here. She was inspecting the new face*
Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train
I remember her as a child
Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws
How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go
Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds
The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...
Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws
How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark
Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.
Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.
Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws
Will she weep for them or whip them once again?
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[> Subject: -=Shadowed Life=-
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Author:
Simarra
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Date Posted: 16:59:43 09/08/04 Wed
Girl stands up and yawns. No one had made contact with her except Dorjan.. She was sorta lonely. She sighs and walks back to her bedroom.
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[> [> Subject: ^Powerful Magic^
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Author:
^Cynthia^
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Date Posted: 17:25:01 09/08/04 Wed
^Lass bumped into the other and a large assortment of strange objects spilled out of her basket. Oh darn, oh deary I'm so sorry about that. Are you alright? Elegant fae asked the young one a shining smile in place. Her look was semiformal but ever the lady she made it seem as if she were on her way to see a queen. The long soft ebony gown brushed the tops of her silver flats and her long dark almost black brown locks were pulled back in a half french braid the rest of the tressels tumbling down her shoulder in a wavy waterfall. Minx turned her intense emerald pools locked on with the girls soft and apologetic^
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[> Subject: -=Gasps=-
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Author:
Simarra Swintha
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Date Posted: 18:43:21 09/08/04 Wed
-=Female gasps and look apologetic towards the mature lady=-
Oh my god! Im so sorry! Here let me help you.. Are you ok??
-=She drops to her knees and starts to pick up some of the weird object. This was juuuust great.. The first kind person she meets, she has to bump into. She stands and hands the lady her things=-
Is everything there? Oh I hope nothing is damaged.. I swear m'lady.. I can work to pay you if anything IS damaged..
-=Panick spreads across the girls face. This lady looked important.. Would she tell Dorjan about the clumsy new girl who rudely bumped into her?=-
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[> [> Subject: ^Powerful Magic^
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Author:
^Cynthia^
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Date Posted: 18:48:02 09/08/04 Wed
^Cynthia chuckled lightly. No, no hun. It was my fault to busy checking my list. Ah that stuff's easily mended. She picked up what looked like a liver and blew on it. A gold dust came off her lips and coated the liver. The dirt and anything else disapeared and it was as good as new. Dragon liver, very hard to find these days. There were a dozen broken ostritch eggs. She frowned then waved her hand over them. The broken bits rose and along with all the spilled yoke. The pieces began putting themselves back together and the yoke filled it's egg. There see? No harm done. She returned everything back to the basket. My name's Cynthia. Who are you deary? the three hundred year old witch looked barely a day over thirty and had almost a permemant smile on her lovely face.^
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Author:
Ria
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Date Posted: 20:19:19 09/08/04 Wed
*Hawk still watched silently, shifting it’s weight it flew from the branch, when she landed though the form of the hawk was gone leaving the young teen in it’s place. her golden hair hung in her face, covering her golden hawk eyes. Tilting her head she kept her distance, she was more of the type to keep watch until she got to know everything and everyone. Unless it was one person alone. She wasn’t good with people. She wasn’t exactly raised to deal with them. her only knowledge of anything was ‘strangers are bad’. People in general were bad. Sighing softly, she stiad under the tree, a good distance back, but she could hear just fine. She was curious in the two after all*
Name:
Kanoni
Nickname:
Kan, Noni, Kany, whatever else she was called by her many owners
New Name:
Meria
New Nickname:
Meri, Ria
Age:
13
Gender:
Female
’Occupation’:
Runaway Slave
’ Species’:
Avian-Shifter might be part necromancer
Appearance:
Golden blonde hair that falls to about her mid-back, usually it is left down and unkempt causing it to fall down over her shoulders and into her face. Strange golden eyes, that give her an almost exotic look, though sometimes they appear more black then gold. She is rather petite in build, making her rather agile and light weight. Despite being small she is rather well built, combined with her fair skin, and rather ragged appearance it obvious she is not completely normal just by looking at her. Her pale complexion gives away lack of sunlight from having lived behind walls her whole life. Scars also cover her, the majority of them on her back, and legs, most of them are from whips, on her back from her ‘training sessions’ with her many owners, on the legs from them forcing her to bow, there are also some from blades, belts, chains, and whatever else used to punish or restrain her.
Personality:
She is anything but a well trained slave. Crafty and rebellious, she was known for being a trouble maker. She was the one that went out of her way to cause problems and get herself in trouble. Hated by the salves and trainers alike for her loud and rowdy behavior she was traded around a lot. Trying to find someone that could actually handle her, and because of this developed a very cocky attitude. She is not in the least bit submissive, nor is she withdrawn. But she still avoids people if she can, knowing for a fact that she is being looked for. Scared of nothing, none of her masters ever learned to put fear in the young fem. And though she was born in the salve trade, she couldn’t seem to be broken. Whippings didn’t help since she didn’t seem to mind the pain, and she wasn’t afraid to die, so because of this she was determined untrainable by all who dealt with her. She is a troublemaker, and very full of herself. She is openly rude to everyone, and down right abusive to other slaves. Cold and rather hard, she probably be better off left as free blood
Past:
She was born into the slave trade Alpdrücken, and for the first 2 years of her life she was kept by an owner who treated her as nothing more then a pet. At the age of 3 she was sold to another vampire. Lacking any training, her new owner was ordered to train her. Having her powered bound, she was suddenly expected to life the role of the slave she was. This was when the trouble starting, refusing to submit she put up a fuss. Gaining herself more beatings then even she can remember, and that was only the first year of training. She was passed from owner to owner, no one being able to quench her fiery attitude. She kept acting up, kept causing scenes and kept being openly rude. Finally Cyne had enough with her, and her games, forcing her owner to give the girl up Cyne took claim over her. But before she ever even made it to Cyne’s clutches, she gained help of a vampire who was against the slave trade. Attacked her owner, and escaped. Not long after her escape she gained her powers back. She still not used to them, but has been doing her best to learn them. She been testing out what she knows, almost seeming to abuse them. She is still wanted by Alpdrücken though Cyne would easily sell her to another trainer, since she is such a nuisance
Powers:
she only knows that she is a Avian-shifter meaning she can turn into any kind of bird she wants. Though she has other powers, she doesn't know them. her necromancer blood makes her close to impossible to train
I remember her as a child
Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws
How she lusts when she remembers
The night of her first blow
She always wanted to know
How far could she really go
Inflamed, a dead-end room
Seduce to consume
Nightsilence...Vampire...Empire
Statues with open wounds
The flavour of poison and moon
Still maturing on her blood
She is not your occasional affair, no!
But eternal love, drop by drop...
Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Carving...on and on with her raven claws
How daylight hurts when moonlight bites
She juggles with her invisible knife
A black bird senses danger and flies
Gives peace to a tall figure in the dark
Little silhouette snakes find
a warm nest behind the door
And whip-tongues and skins
of sisters now gone.
Bodyprints cover the velvet floor
Which grows red and red
They know she will hunt and hurt tonight
And they crown her Queen of the Dead.
Raven...on and on with her raven claws
Raping...on and on with her raven claws
Will she weep for them or whip them once again?
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[> Subject: -=Smiles=-
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Author:
Simarra
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Date Posted: 21:10:22 09/08/04 Wed
-=She smiles shyly, Emerald eyes watching her mend her items=-
That was brilliant!
-=She gawks at the mystery of her actions=-
You're so talented ma'am!
-=She gazes towards her own feet, clasping her hands together behind her back=-
Well.. My name is Simarra.. Pleased to meet you Lady Cynthia. Dorjan just made me a fledling.. But I'll admit, I really don't have a clue what I'm doing yet.
-=She giggles and looks back into the ladies eyee=-
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[> [> Subject: ^Powerful Magic^
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Author:
^Cynthia^
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Date Posted: 22:51:54 09/08/04 Wed
^Fem looked over at Meri then back to Simarra. Ah, I thought you were a bit young. Well, I always tell my boy to just go with what you feel. Most vampire's are known for being killers, vicious and evil but not all are. My boy Tony is very sweet for a vamp even though his father was a hunter and killer. So if you're happy the way you are stay that way, all you need is a little blood for nurishment. And some young vampires have a tendancy to be unable to with stand sunlight and are much easier to kill by vampire hunters. So just stay here as you learn and grow. It's a nice place for relaxing and calling home for awhile. Fem grinned and snapped her fingers, the basket and all it's bizarre contents vanished. There now they are in my room and out of my way.^
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[> Subject: -=shadowed=-
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Author:
Simarra
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Date Posted: 19:59:06 09/10/04 Fri
She looks amazed at the vanished pile.
M'lady, if you don't mind me saying so.. You're amazing!
She giggles and waves her hand over the area that the objects had been in moments before.
I've not had the pleasure of meeting Tony yet. Actaully I've not the pleasure of meeting anyone besides a girl named Sasha who I personally don't care for at all.
She thinks back to their short conversation. How rude she had been...
I'm glad there are nice vampires in this world.
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[> [> Subject: ^Powerful Magic^
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Author:
^Cynthia^
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Date Posted: 22:26:00 09/11/04 Sat
^She nodded looking over the courtyard. He's around here somewhere, always moving around. Really? Sasha seemed so kind and almost childlike when we spoke. She asked me to teach her how to read. Maybe she was just having a bad day. Fem smiled. Yes, it's best not to stereoyotype others just by one person or action.^
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[> Subject: -=Nods=-
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Author:
Simarra
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Date Posted: 23:23:39 09/11/04 Sat
She treated me like I wasn't equal to her. It was aweful..
She shakes her head, smiles softly.
Where are you off to with all this stuff m'lady?
She tries to change the subject, she looks at her curiously.
Can you do all sorts of magic? Or just some?
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[> [> Subject: ^Poweful Magic^
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Author:
^Cynthia^
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Date Posted: 16:35:46 09/12/04 Sun
^She shrugged and then chuckled. I was acctually just getting back with that, those were my groceries, mostly ingredients for potions. Mmm... I can do all kinds of magic, I was born a witch and have been studying for over three hundred years. Some call me one of the most powerful witches in the world. Fae smiled and gave a snap of her wrist and a bench floated up to them. She sat down and glanced up at Simarra^
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[> Subject: -=Shock=-
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Author:
Simarra
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Date Posted: 22:04:51 09/15/04 Wed
She giggles as the lady used magic to raise a chair. She was not used to any of this yet. She smiles gleefully.
Wow, the greatest? That's wodnerful!
She giggles again, obviously amazed with the whole magic thing.
((Sorry bad post! lol))
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