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Subject: ~on and on~

Author: Meri

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:30:30 09/07/04 Tue In reply to: -=Simarra=- 's message, "-=Walks=-" on 18:14:12 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? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: -=Shadowed Life=-
Author: Simarra [ Edit | View ]	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.