*he opened his eyes quickly when he heard the chirping, and sat up just to see his sister glide down. And he'd thought he was alone, how ludicrous. He slightly rolled his eyes at his sister. He didn’t need to answer the question, she should know. True, he wasn’t amazingly close, but it was the most permanent and therefore closest relationship he was in.* “hello, Sumayah. It was just a thing to do. Sorta mind-numbing by now” *as Mrs. Edelman always said, ‘ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer’, and she knew him better than that. His voice held the tone of sarcasm, which was odd, cause his voice only really held a tone when he was upset a didn’t bother to keep it locked away. He sighed lightly, nodding to the wolf in acknowledgement, and laid back again* “I’ve been fine Sumayah. And as to why I’m here is…well, I’m a freedom charity case” *that was why Dorjan had originally invited him to come, and with Meria’s plan, he really was becoming a case. He glanced up at his sister, his eyes naturally falling to her wings, like they would for nay human or creature to which wings were unusual. He clenched and unclenched a fist, looking away from her to the griffon and then the wolf. That was one thing she’d always have that he never could, and although she didn’t flaunt it, he’d always bear some resentment towards her for having wings*
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Submissive and withdrawn.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
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