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Subject: ~Life is a waterfall~

Author: Ciaran

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:17:17 09/20/04 Mon *he walked into the courtyard, slightly lifting his head to look around. He’d gone here with the hope of shifting and flying again, but it was doubtful he’d do it alone. He sighed, not seeing anyone for now, and shrugged, trying to relax his shoulders muscles. Either way, it was good to be outside. Again, sitting within the minor concealment of some trees and plants, and laid down, staring up at the sky. Meria’s and his plan started to run with his head, as well as the question she’d begun to pose to him. Was it really so strange and irrational, or was it just that he hadn’t always been like this and now couldn’t remember a time when he wasn’t. What had broke him? He sighed, shaking his head slightly. Too many thoughts, too much time, and too much opportunity to think. Which was odd, he hadn’t been allowed time to think before, since thoughts could lead to rebellion. But here, it was somehow different, being both strict and lax. But what was he worried about? As a freeblood, no claims on him were valid, and they would easily be backed by the master of the trade line he had emerged from. And yet, he couldn’t bring himself to be, well, so defiant. Sighing again, he closed his eyes, breathing in the air and the environment* Name: Ciaran Nusair Nickname: Kai, Ci, Cerny(pronounced cheir-ny), and was called several other names over the years Age: 18 Gender: male Appearance: Raven black hair, that is limp and greasy, and is just about chin-length all around. He has very dark, almost beady, eyes. Olive skin covers his muscular build, as do many scars. Majority of the scars are on his back and legs, though the visible ones are on his arms. Almost all are whip marks, though some are from chains, belts, and restraints that were kept too tight. Personality: Submissive and withdrawn. He’s having a hard time being alone, but doesn’t much want it any other way. Avoids people if he can, and is weary and suspicious of everyone. Has an ingrained belief that someone is out to get him, to send him back, which is why he’s being evasive. Oddly polite and obedient when confronted, proving he was well trained. Past: Was tangled up in the vampire slave trade at a young age. His powers have been bound since he was 10, and he has recently been bought and freed from the slave trade, his powers given back. He isn’t used to them, so he doesn’t use them too often. He is trying them out occasionally, though certain emotions seem to make him shift involuntarily. Since he is purebred, he did once father a child, which would be around 3 now. He doesn't speak of it. Powers: as far as he knows, he is simply and ‘avian shifter’ (can only change into different birds) Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise. Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free. Blackbird fly Blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night. Blackbird fly Blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night. Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise. --Blackbird, The Beatles [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: Bird Song

Author: Cassia [ Edit | View ]

Date Posted: 19:31:00 09/20/04 Mon Fae silently padded through the garden. Her massive wings tucked against her languid form as she stalked about. Catching a scent she followed it until she found the source. Her form lowered to a spinx like position near the brute, her dial tilted in a very bird like manor. A string of trills and bird calls laced with some growls and purrs emited from her beak A question perhaps? Aye that it was, but she figured she'd have to rephrase it anyways.

[> Subject: ~Well, she seemed alright by dawn's early light~

Author: Sumayah [ Edit | View ]

Date Posted: 19:50:26 09/20/04 Mon *the raven landed near the boy, beady black eyes watching him with a curious gaze. A smaller bird sat near her… a small form of a song-bird. The younger girl’s only form, it had taken her forever to track him down… and she wasn’t completely surprised it was to here… he was the only person she was close to besides the girl at her side* why doesn’t it surprise me to find you here? *lifting herself off the branch she shifted easily losing the form for that of her human one… well the closest she had. Her arms were a little off though, the forearms looked shorter and she held them at an odd angle at her side. When extended though, her wings would spread to there full size. A remarkable 10 ft to a point above her head. The feathers attached themselves down the arms, to her hands, leaving her fingers clocked in dark ebony feathers, to the last digits.* “how did ya end up here… or shall I say why are you staying here?” *she sounded more amused, shifting her weight slightly. Her hair tumbled down her shoulders, it was long, and slightly wavy. Her eyes unlike both her brothers were slightly lighter though still that dark brown, almost beady in looks. She also had slightly lighter skin. she looked more like there father then them. Moving slightly she shook her hair form her face, with out lifing her arm, though she was quite handy with the wings. Completely used to it by now.* “how ya been CI… missed ya:”

[> [> [> Subject: ~Hell is for children~

Author: Auryon [ Edit | View ]

Date Posted: 20:54:56 09/20/04 Mon *small girl had shifted before she even thought of jumping off the branch. Dark eyes glance between the female talking to her to the large group backing up more. Shaking her head at the questions being thrown at her* “no… no to many people… make them go away” *her voice was soft, having that hints of the young child she was, but still very mature for her obviously young age. she backed up more, as if that would hide her. Despite being small, and young no older then four. She was very graceful, staying on the branch as if it was completely natural. Second nature I guess you can say… though to her it was… and she had no plan of leaving the branch anytime soon. It made a comfortable perch if you asked her. Sitting down her legs drawn to her chest doing her best to wrap her arms around her legs with out hurting the wings* “staying put”