Sorting (Term Eleven)

[valeri]

First Name:
sora valeri

Last Name:
cross

Age:
seventeen

Appearance:

History:
Valeri doesn’t know much about his parents past actually, but his mother had met Nikolai back in human realm. The two of them had gotten along well and… you probably have an idea what happened. It was supposed to be just a harmless one night stand, at least to Nikolai. Valeri’s mother just happened to be an unseelie with not so good intentions. So she became pregnant, knowing this very well herself. She had wanted to have a rich guy after all, who could help her later on if she needed it. And then Valeri was born… on Friday 13th March 1992. Sounds like bad luck, huh? Well, Mysie, his mother, didn’t believe in such stuff though. She wasn’t superstitious and it didn’t matter to her when her son was born. A few months later though, Nikolai found out about Valeri, so of course he did everything to find the woman. But unlike Takuya’s, Akira’s and Kisa’s mothers, she wasn’t an easy prey, plus she wouldn’t ever give up her son. She made that clear very well to Nikolai (Valeri has no idea how though) which is why the man gave up, letting Mysie keep her child, though he did promise to help out anyway he just could. Therefore there were times that Valeri got to meet his other brothers and sister in the Kissin manor, but he didn’t go often.

Most of his childhood he spent in the elven realm, being part of the unseelie court. He studied dark magic a lot, but he didn’t ever really grow up as mean as most of the unseelies. Sure, he could be mischievous, but mostly he just left everyone alone, pretty much like his mother. Actually, his mother was pretty much only being nice to him. Maybe therefore he learned to be more polite, plus the fact that he at times left to the human world to see his farther. And even though his mother was being nice at him, Mysie never really spoiled him and just wanted him to study a lot. Therefore the boy has just mostly read books and concentrate on studying, not being very social, even though his mother wanted him to be. Only when he was a little kid, he played around a lot, but little by little he has changed.

After turning fifteen Valeri started to spend more time back at the human realm. His father arranged him some home-schooling, and when he wasn’t taught, he usually just studied quietly in his room… or wrote stories and such. He had always had a good imagination. He often told stories (which he had thought up by himself) to the children in the unseelie realm. Whenever he felt stressed or alone he would just concentrate on writing different kind of stories. He even didn’t really spend time with his siblings even though they often did come to ask if he wanted to join them. Especially Kisa did. With her he became really close and at times he can be bit overprotective of her. His other siblings are important to him too, even if he doesn’t talk with them too often.

You must have noticed that Valeri is called by his middle name, not by his first name, Sora, right? This is because Mysie has Japanese blood in her and she wanted him to have a Japanese first name. Also, Nikolai liked him to have a Japanese name as well as a Russian name (many of his past girls has been Japanese after all). Still for some reason he’s called as Valeri, not Sora. Only a very few calls him Sora, but those know Valeri well. He doesn’t really like it if a stranger calls him as Sora for some reason. The name has special meaning to him, even though he doesn’t really use it as his actual name.

Personality:
At first glance you might think Valeri isn’t social nor is he a kind person, but actually he doesn’t mind having people around. It’s also not too hard to get along with him. He likes to be the listener instead of talking though, but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t be social. Especially when he was little he was very social and liked to have people around him, plus he was very talkative. The talkative fact might have changed, but that’s mostly because he’s very dreamy. He might often just stop to stand next to a window, stare out of it and be totally in his thoughts, not hearing or seeing anything. His imagination is amazing as well. Therefore Nikolai had always wanted him to somehow use his imagination, though the boy was only interested in writing, so his father kind of lost his hope in him. Not that Nikolai would ever abandon his children though. So he let Valeri do whatever he wanted really. (Not that he would be able to stop him anyway).

Like his mother, Valeri is very strong willed. He does whatever he wants, not caring about others opinions. He also is ready to do anything in order to achieve what he wants. He isn’t a person who gives up easily. Bit like Mysie, right? It’s not easy to change his mind either. You really need to have good excuses to make him change his mind… and a bunch of them as well. He does what he wants. That’s all that really is there.

Like earlier said people might first see Valeri as a mean person… or just quiet person. But not kind. But he actually is quite a sweetheart. Even though he’s unseelie and has been thought such as their passion doesn’t include love, he still has turned out to be kind of different person. It is quite surprising actually, especially since Nikolai would do amazing as an unseelie (if he’d be one). Perhaps Valeri spending time with his siblings plus his mother being kind to him has had a really big affect on him. So Valeri is friendly and kind to people who approach him, even if he’s overly dreamy person. This is why he’s also a good listener in away, because he has such a kind personality and he likes to help if he just can. Not very much like unseelie, right?

Sometimes if the boy is very deep in his thoughts and he’s disturbed he might snap at them. He doesn’t like it really if he’s bothered when he’s really concentrating into something, especially when it comes to daydreaming as well as to his writing. And everyone has bad days, mm? In these times it might not necessary be a good idea to be around him, because the “meaner” side in him (that is there because of him being an unseelie) could take control. He tries not to be too mischievous, but if he’s in the mood… he does like saying mean things.

One thing Valeri is good at is learning fast. He’s smart and is capable to think up plans quite fast if needed. This he has gotten from his father actually. He has studied A LOT and still does, trying his best to get A’s and not a single B. This is why he also puts his studies ahead of anything else. You might say that he’s bit of a work-holic. So there are times when his friends might get disappointed as he tells them that he’s going to study instead of going to have fun with them. Also, the boy might be social, but only when people come to him first. Otherwise he’s rather quiet and just concentrated into his thoughts.

Sample RP:
For once it was a great weather outside. There were no clouds really, blue sky showing to its fullest, as well as the sun was shining brightly, making even the most saddest person blink their eyes and feel little bit better. Valeri though, was feeling indifferent at the moment, even if seeing the sun did make him feel more content. Yet again the young boy was just staring out of his room’s window, daydreaming about… well, that wasn’t important. He was thinking about various stuff, one thing changing to another one in a couple of minutes. He wasn’t the type of person who was able to concentrate on stuff easily, but you could often even see him change the subject in the middle of a conversation. He just seriously wasn’t able to concentrate to one thing for too long. He wasn’t able to help it at all.

While the boy was gazing out of the window, he heard someone knocking on his door, though he didn’t really pay attention to it. He didn’t even turn to look when he heard as the door was opened and someone called his name. He did recognize the voice though and it belonged to a girl who was only a year younger than him; his half-sister, Kisa. He heard the girl ask if he wanted to go swimming with them which why his other eyebrow arched, still keeping his eye in the blue sky. He really hadn’t gone swimming in ages. He couldn’t remember when had been the last time, though he wasn’t going to go this time either. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to, because he did, but he really shouldn’t be going out this time. He was supposed to study. Yet he had been only staring out of the window for the past 30 minutes. Tsk, tsk, boy.

“I apologize Kisa. You may have to go without me.”

To boy explained, hearing the girl call his name again with a sad, pleading voice. Valeri didn’t turn to look at his sister still nor did he even turn to look at her, but just let his gaze lower down back at the notebook that was in front of him. The girl refused leave, still continuing to plead for him to go with them, so what was he supposed to do? The boy so badly wanted to go, after all he was still just a child. He gritted his teeth together before turning to look at his sad looking sister whom finally stopped speaking. He looked deep in her eyes, giving a “hope-you-understand” -look at her.

“I am sorry, sister.”

With that he gave a small bow until turning back to his notebook, picking up his pencil into his right hand and started to write the essay he was supposed to do. He felt his sister’s eyes on his back for a moment before hearing a soft sigh and then as the door closed. The young Asian boy looked bit down and stopped writing, feeling slightly sad now since he had had to turn her down, but he didn’t have any other choice. He too, let out a small sigh before starting to write again, trying his best not to day dream about going swimming with the others. This is just what he had to do in order to get into a magic school in any kind, because he had lived most of his life with the unseelies’. Therefore he didn’t know much about different kind of magic and was forced to learn stuff this way when everyone else had been learning it already since they were little.

Past was in the past. Even though Valeri had lots of regrets for not doing stuff when he was still a kid, he still felt like he just had to try his best now so that his future would be better. He didn’t have time to think about “what could have been different” -thoughts. He certainly wasn’t going to concentrate in them. It was time for him to start a real life and spend time at real school too… no homeschooling for him anymore. The best part was that he would go into a school where some of his siblings would be; his brothers, sister, cousins… This was seriously exciting even though he didn’t really show it. Still he was feeling extremely happy. He really hoped that Beauxbatons would be an awesome experience and believed in that too. Who knew if he would meet people from his past too? And meeting new people, getting friends and such was amazing opportunity. At least to a person like him.

Rouerie seems to fit just right for Valeri.

[lyinglion]

there's someone at the second from last post from the bottom on page 6 that would like to be sorted

[livingston]

First Name: Lola
Last Name: Livingston

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Age: Fourteen[/font]
Appearance:
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History:
The rain beat hard against the window panes, obscuring the glass and transforming it into an opaque sheet fitting loosely into the stone frames. A small boy rested his elbows on the sill, ignoring the grunts of pain coming from the nearby bedroom. To alleviate the unnecessary details of birth, the boy was expecting a new baby sibling that he was not necessarily fond of accepting. His parents deemed it such an honour - a huge responsibility to inherit. His cares lay elsewhere. Indulgent as he was, he was not prepared to share his wealth and attention with some other child. Some years later, he came to realize that he was not at an altogether total loss after all.

Lola was lifted into this world with immense sincerity. Her introduction was prolonged by throngs of uninvited visitors who yearned for a peak at the baby girl. As her mother regained her strength, Lola prospered under attention and demands to be held. The noise was unsettling and she exploded into tears, longing to free herself from the horrors of these uncalled shouts. She was cooed and cajoled, but she remained stubborn in her fit. Her cries ceased only when she was placed back into the comforting arms of her mother. It was then that the boy weaved his way through a forest of long-limbed creatures and crawled into the bed.

Lucas and Lola were an odd couple for siblings. While they grew up in a large estate adorned in rich paintings and hand-woven carpets from foreign lands, their interests lay beyond that of selfish desires. Money was available without expense, and although they took this for granted, their usage was not for pitching fits and other rashly spoiled behaviour. Instead, it was used for advantage. Mischievous and cunning as the pair was, they did not work in companionship, but rather against each other as adversaries. Their games were inexplicable and rather cruel, for lack of better terms. It became evident, however, that such a nature drew the two together. It caused a certain bond to rise in which neither dared to betray the other, and yet it was their purpose.

It is time to digress into other details. Lola rarely saw much of her parents, so busy as they were although they kept to the house quite often. She occupied herself, reading books or traveling about. Her parents did not particular carry many concerns for their children and their daily activities. The only attention that was paid was when they got into trouble, and Lola and Lucas often found themselves in trouble. Lola’s reputation was well known throughout her private school, and one day a girl decided to test her, resulting in a rather awkward turnabout. While the details remain classified, Lola ran the girl straight from school. Her father was furious with the outcome and shipped her off to a boarding school in France.

It was until such time when she received a note from her parents which informed her that she would be attending Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. It seemed like a sissy school, and she protested in efforts to get her transferred into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Her parents were equally as stubborn as their children, resulting in no such transfer. Lucas attended Durmstrang, forever separating the two until further family occasions called such as holidays. Her entrance to the school was not particularly grand, but she did not change her personality or way of life. She did not care about many and kept few close.

Personality:
Lola is far from indolent. She prefers the phrase, “if you want something done right, you must do it yourself.” Rarely will you find her asking for aid in any task at all. Her desire to prove herself does not lie in the hopeful acceptance of others, but rather to help herself in the long run. To hide behind the efforts of others seemed like a valued waste of time despite what others believed. She does not rely much on others and rarely does she accept a request for aid, either.

As harsh as her history may portray her, Lola does care for the sanity and welfare of others - it all just depends on who. If she is not familiarly acquainted with a person, than she will easily turn her head in the other direction despite whatever difficulties may lay for said person. Anybody close, however, is granted with her security and promise for certain protection. She is not altogether caring, but she does not reject those in need if they are close to her.

Books are a great friend, and she is rather intellectual. She basks in the company of mature beings of high intelligence and scowls at the ignorant who attempt to pose in unseemly fashions. Being knowledgeable has its advantages and disadvantages, and she often uses it to her own personal advantage. She rarely does anything unless there is an advantage in it for her.

Word games are very enjoyable, and to baaffle others with her use of vocabularly is also a pleasure. It goes along with intellectually stimulating conversation, but she was not altogether brain smart. Her grades are not altogether fabulous, only in certain classes. She is clever and cunning, unwilling to allow revenge to go unfulfilled.

Sample RP:
She stood by the window, the sun’s rays caressing her face as she gazed below at the garden. A little man wiped his brow in the summer heat, reaching for his water bottle. She never did enjoy the presence of the gardener, but appreciated his hard work and determination to complete his job to the highest level. She would expect nothing less, of course, but it was her parents who decided to hire this lowlife, not herself. He had a record, she later discovered through intense research. It was what she did when she was bored, hence her knowledge of every employee in this mansion.

A light rap on the door caught her attention. Setting her wineglass of cranberry juice on the window sill, she slowly turned to face her brother Lucas, his handsome figure leaning in the doorway of her bedroom. He had a grin on his face which defined mischief, but she did not inquire further into the meaning of his expression. “What do you want?” she asked, almost business-like. He entered her room and closed the door, preferably for some privacy against the maids and perhaps their parents, but such a thing was unlikely. They often kept themselves locked up in their offices when they were home.

“I need a favour,” he admitted without the slightest hesitation. She averted to the scarlet couch by the end of her bed. She gestured for him to continue and he seated himself beside her, both angled towards the middle in order to somewhat face the other. “I need something to go on about Sarah Carson.” Lola was slightly puzzled by the request for a moment.
“The tutor, Sarah Carson?” she asked in hopes of clarification. At his nod, she pondered his reasoning. “It’s no fault of mine that you failed English last year - especially since you speak it so well.” She leaned back, not entirely inclined to help him.
“She’s too strict,” he complained. “I need a reason to twist so I can dismiss her, and since I’m grounded from any funds …” That explained all that Lola needed to know. There was a slight pause before she spoke again.

“What do I get if I help you?” she said, speaking as if they were making a drug deal. He seemed completely prepared for this part, for he comfortably stated,
“I won’t tell Father about that party you went to last weekend.” Her mouth dropped, but she quickly closed it as his grin expanded.
“I am not even going to ask how you found out about that,” she informed him, then cocked an eyebrow. “That serious, eh?” He groaned.
“I need a tutor who will milk my grades with a little persuasion,” he informed her, “and Carson is definitely not one of those types.”

There was a silence as Lola tapped her finger on the arm of the sofa. Lucas watched her patiently as she pondered his offer. “Deal,” she said at last, and they shook hands firmly.

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Must be Sournois.

[pussgurkan1]

First Name:Matilda
Last Name:Engelmark
Age:13
Appearance: Long blonde hair, dark blue/black eyes, faint freckles.
History: Muggle perents
Personality: Funny, happy, slightly evil, outgoing
Sample RP: ?

Your display name must match the one given in your application and please fill this application out correctly before i read it. You need to detail your character's appearance more or give an image, defininitely elaborate on history and personality, and write a sample rp. At least one good paragraph is usually needed for each.

[levi]

First Name:Levi
Last Name: Courtland
Age: 16
Appearance:
Levi is about five foot nine inches with neatly tangled blonde/brown hair. His eyes are surprisingly kind and gentle, big and deep brown. He has long legs and a regular sized torso. With rather large feet and a gentle nature, I'd say Levi is all in all rather handsome!

History: Levi was born from a strictly pureblood family with parents that were very prim and proper and didn't really show him that they loved him. One would not think he came from such a solemn past, since Levi is really kind and caring towards all living things. His family history is rather boring, because everything seemed to be the same the whole way down the line. He has two brothers and one step sister, Valerie Penelope. Levi is extremely protective of his little sister, and would do anything to keep her safe. His other two siblings, Kyle and Andy Courtland are both two years older and have graduated from Durmstrang already. His birth parents, Leanne Penelope and Kirk Courtland, were divorced when Levi was 11, and Leanne took her only daughter with her as she left. Neither of his parents married again.

Levi also has a lot of extended family, mostly cousins, considering he has twenty four of them! His father often forces Levi to go to special occasions for all of his family, and sometimes it makes him feel unwanted because his family doesn't even seem to know him at first unless they are formally introduced. Only one of his cousins, Jack Erien, is he actually close enough with that it really feels as if they were related somehow. But probably the only reason for that is because Jack lives only a block down from him. They became friends when they were young and grew closer as they aged on through their lifetimes.

Personality: Levi is extremely kind and caring towards everyone and everything. He is actually really quick thinking and smart, which he has found to be very convenient during his time alive. At times, when he wants to, he can be carefree and irresponsible, but other than that, Levi is usually very responsible. But if it weren’t for how he was he was raised, that might be different. He’s protective about his family members, especially Valerie, as I mentioned before. But, Levi isn’t all sugar... he’s been known to pick out fights. Sometimes Levi gets depressed because he is kept away from his mother, who wasn’t very loving towards him anyway, but he still loves her! Especially since he has some issues with his father because Levi feels like his father is more of an aquantnice than a member of his family.

His father actually wanted him to go to Durmstrang, as tradition went, but Levi persuaded him to go to Beauxbatons since Valerie was there. His father truly used to be not all that bad, but when the broke up happened, since his mother ended it (not his father), he, you could say, stiffened up and Levi was left, in a way, alone.

Sample RP: Levi slowly made his way down the empty street, his hands stuffed in his pockets. It was winter break, and Levi, personally, would rather stay at Beauxbatons than at his father’s mansion, but fearing his father’s reaction, Levi had solemnly agreed to stay the break with him. It was around seven thirty P.M. and raining slightly. The sun was nowhere in sight and it didn’t even seem that it was behind the clouds at all, it seemed that it was just...gone. Levi rounded a corner and continued walking into the park, and finally stopped at a rather old looking oak tree just as it started pouring rain. It was hard for Levi to believe that such little clouds could hold so much water. He shrugged and sat down, and began his waiting. Valerie was supposed to meet him there about five minutes ago, Levi thought worriedly from beneath the dry canopy of the ancient tree. To his relief, Valerie suddenly appeared from around the bend, holding an orange and pink polka dot umbrella, and wearing a purple tank top, grey, baggy sweatpants and blue and white rubber flip flops. Levi was incredulous, but shockingly not surprised. It was so Valerie to wear something you’d wear on a summer day on a day were it was pouring rain at 55o Fahrenheit. He clenched his teeth in attempt to try not to laugh...but it didn’t work. She was now jogging towards the tree he was under, already folding up her umbrella, and approached.

“Um...Valerie? Aren’t you a bit, well, cold?” Levi asked while taking her hand and using it to pull her under the shelter that the oak made.


Without an image, then the appearance needs to be elaborated on a bit and the history could use some add-ins as well.

I added what you asked---if this is still not enough, just tell me!

I'm thinking Sournois

[emilyannie]

First Name:
Emily
Middle Name:
Annie
Last Name:
Butler
Age:
16
Appearance:

History:
Emily grew up in a large Spanish family. She was always showered with gifts and everyone was always happy around her. Because she was the only child in her immediate family, she was more privelidged than other kids her age. Her mother would come home from her shifts as a cop and take care of Emily while her father was out on spy missions. Money was never tight in the Butler household and Emily got what she wanted most of the time. People thought of her as a spoiled brat until she got into middle school.

In middle school, Emily completely changed her whole image. She became the bad girl that everyone liked, but was too intimidated to talk to.Then Emily began hanging out with more and more guys. They never saw her as anything more than a friend though because she would do the same things that they would do. The boys would call her up to play video games or she would join a table of goofy guys at lunch that would be having a pointless eating contest. It was those sorts of things that Emily lived for, as rediculous as it sounds. When Emily entered Beauxbatons, she was exstatic. She would finally be able to do something where she was one of the girls again. Though, a few boys caught her eye and she began to try and make herself more femine with no such luck.
Personality:
Emily is one of these people who can’t sit down, she feels that if she sits down bad things will happen. She always has to be doing something. She doesn’t rush and she definitely doesn’t cut corners. This can often leave her in a temper when she sees people just sitting around. She is said to have a touch of madness.

Emily is an easy person to talk to and enjoys the company when she gets a rest. She is kind and caring in general but can have a quick temper. She is confident and will always speak her mind, even if it causes offence. She can be sarcastic but tries to be kind. If something is said she will huff easily. She becomes very flirtatious around guys and does find it hard to get guys but holding a steady boyfriend has been hard.

She spends most of her time with weapons, sword in particular. She spends most of her time in Care for Magical Creatures or in Charms. Training in charms is where her madness shines through, not mad in a bad way just that she will try moves that people wouldn’t think of.

Sample RP:
It was only early in the morning but already Emily was up and ready for her first lesson which was of course charms. She was mad about the stuff and you would never ever hear the end of it if you were with Emily she never shut up about it although she never shut up anyway. She quickly brushed her long blonde waves making the texture look smoother already. She quickly went to brush her teeth and rinsed out with mouthwash, she put on her uniform putting on top her house robe. She put on her backpack and started to walk to the Charms Classroom. She was a bit early, "Where is everyone" She thought but then she suddenly remembered it wasn't charms it was Care for Magical Creatures. DOH! She thought. Then she left Charms and went to Care for Magical Creatures. Why does this always happen to me? She thought it isn't fair!

I'm the same person as Trinity Way

I almost want to say Rouerie, but I think Sournois will better suit her!

[audrey76]

First Name: Audrey

Last Name: Van Garret

Age: died at 17 (born 1727)

Appearance: Long flowing dark brunette hair covers her shoulders and goes as long as her mid-back. Audrey has a very slim build to her body and tries her best to keep it that way. Delicate pale white skin that almost seems to sparkle in the sunlight. Her purple eyes feel like they can penetrate right through you at a glimpse and they glow a mix of blue and purple when worked up, angry, enthralled and feeding. Audrey's fangs are barely in site unless you anger her, upset her, or the obvious catch her in circumstances when she is feeding. Audrey has always had her own sense of style and generally fits it in to her everyday life and attitude. Being one of the few that don't brag about her clothes, she generally dresses in fashions that are a comfort to her own liking. The usual jeans, fashion tees, pumps, stilettos, expensive fur jackets and skirts and even a simple sweatshirt and hoodie. Although Audrey feels clothes can tell you alot about a person, it doesn't exactly classify them as a rich preppy b*tch, emo, skater, etc. Her hair styles vary, but mostly, Audrey chooses to wear it simply straightened and on other occasions curls it loosely. On lazy days you can find her hair up in a pony tail or a messy bun but it is a very rare thing. A tattoo of a tribal symbol is located on her right upper arm just slightly below her shoulder. Another tattoo of tribal dolphins is located on her inner left ankle.

History: Audrey Van Garret has had a very traumatic life and has been through more than most girls have gone through in a life time. Sure, every person in the world has their ups and downs but she has experienced losing loved ones right before her eyes. Audrey comes from a long line of Aristocrats that appreciate art and music very much. On the date of July 27th 1727 Audrey was born to Edward and Marie Van Garret in Transylvania, Romania. She has always had a very strong relationship with her parents as well as her older brother Demetri who was born March 14th 1724. As a young child Audrey grew up having music lessons daily as well as the simple art classes and ever since she has always been a lover of the arts. Audrey's daily schedules usually consisted of going to school for a few hours, coming home for her music lessons and then spent the rest of the night with her family or with the large group of friends that she had. With her friends, she usually went horse back riding as well as going to masquerade parties held in the other mansions surrounding her own or just the simple wild times hanging out in the forest and just being the simple normal kid. Audrey has always lived life dangerously and at times didn't have a care in the world what happened. She generally just took life as it came and took chances whatever the case was.

Falling in and out of love was something she was really used to. Boys have always followed her around trying to get her attention in some way shape or form, and sometimes it really worked and she fell for the usual sweet talk guys that in the end were jerks that got her in huge trouble. The most serious relationship Audrey had was with a boy named Jeremy and it lasted two years. She was completely head over heels for this boy and thought that the world was made for each other. Feelings started to grow deeper until one day Jeremy left her making her feel like he ripped the still beating heart from her leaving her with the mockery of the human condition. Near the town where she lived, there was a group of vampires that often caused chaos there leaving corpses lie wherever they went as well as the carcauses of dead animals. For most of her life, she was told to never walk alone at night in the forest unless she had a friend or family member with her. One day when her family was on an outing in the forest horseback riding, the group attacked her mother and father in front of Audrey and her brother Demetri and killed them. The group of vampires left Dmitri and Audrey begging for their lives so they turned them into their own kind, a vampire. Ever since that night memories have flushed over Audrey's mind never finding their way out. Fleeing from Romania in hopes of escaping from the memories of death, Audrey and her brother found their place at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic trying to put their lives together again.

Personality: Audrey is a girl who knows what she wants. Being a believer in Karma has gotten her where she is in life, and doesn't really care what others think of her and the way she sees things is the simple, "Respect is a two way street. You give me mine, and I'll give you yours." She has never been the type of girl that needs a boyfriend. She feels love will find you when you aren't looking for it. Being a sucker for the hot guys have often gotten her in huge trouble and she has always dated the guys that in the end are jerks and what nothing more than a piece of ass and a reason to get in her bed. No matter how hard it may be, she always tries to put a big smile on her face and make the best of the bad. Whenever someone is having a bad day, she always tries to make them feel better. When it all comes down to it, Audrey is sick of having her heart broken. Every time she seemed to be letting someone in, they bailed on her causing her to think that maybe the best way to not get hurt is to not let anyone in. Audrey is the type of girl that is always willing to be there for a friend and appreciates people that are good listeners. If Audrey had to, she had no problem in the world with smacking a girl square across the face if they dished out lame comments to her, or even a close personal friend. Audrey expresses her feelings through her lyrics, music and drawings. Coming from a very Aristocratic background with vampires that appreciate art very much has had a huge influence in her life and you can always catch her doing something artistic and full of meaning.

One major goal in her life would have to be writing something that made a big influence in another persons life as well as witnessing a miracle. Like everyone else in the world, Audrey does have a few flaws even if they aren't very big. It doesn't take too much to make this girl angry. In fact, Audrey can get worked up about things very easily and believe me when I say you do not want to see her worked up. Being like all the vampires that exist, she is a big craver on the blood and I really put the emphasis on "craver". Audrey can't go very long when it comes down to blood. Phases with dizziness, and anger are states you can find her in when she doesn't have enough blood. You could call her a light weight in other words if you would like but in a non- alcoholic sense. Although she can easily crave blood she won't go completely psycho if she doesn't have it, and in fact she won't even bring up the fact to you that she needs it. She may be young, but she has been through alot and has learned from all her mistakes. Audrey has always lived life dangerously. She has loved and lost people and it has taken alot for her to trust someone, but if trust is lost, it is hard to gain back. Audrey is a complicated girl and sometimes is hard to understand, but promises it's worth it if you get to know her.

Sample RP:

Audrey let a soft sigh escape her lips. She was up in her dormitory not knowing what to do with herself but just chill and relax in her room letting spiderwebs fill her thoughts as usual when her boredom state kicked in. Nibbling on her bottom lips as she stared up at the ceiling she just stared there for a few moments just thinking about everything that was going on at Beauxbatons currently. She wasn't exactly fitting in very well as she could already tell the first few days when she started out and even the girls there gave her those weird glares that didn't make any sense to her. There was only one thing she was sure of and that was the fact she missed her parents terribly. It hurt so much not being able to talk to them ever again and being stuck as a vampire was something she definitely had to get used to and she wasn't sure when that time would be even though she has been a vampire for a good hundred years now. Sitting upright on her bed, she just glanced about the room wondering what her night would consist of. It was starting to get dark and noticed outside her window nearby that it was drizzling slightly. Grumbling quietly to herself she grabbed a purple zebra hoodie from the other end of her bed and slipped it over her shoulders shrugging herself into and then headed outside. The raindrops felt cool on her head and she lifted her hoodie covering her straight over her shoulders hair and made her way to Sweet Jokes shop. All things considered, she was starving and wanted to occupy herself somehow... Strangely, tonight she wasn't craving the blood so much and even being at Beauxbatons it was hard to find a place to get that. Stuffing her pale hands into her jacket she then felt her stomach growl against her hands that were slightly touching her stomach. Rolling her eyes she opened the door to the shop and made her way inside. The site of the new candy that was available made her hunger increase by the minute. Eying some simple chocolate frogs she shrugged and took some sickles out of her pocket counting out how much she needed and made her way to the counter when she accidentally bumped into a boy and dropped her sickles all over the tile floor.

Must be Cossu

[maddox]

First Name: Maddox
Last Name: Taylor
Age: sixteen
Appearance:

History:
Born in Italy and raised in a family of four was Maddox Taylor. He has a mom, dad and an older sister which he loves to death. Maddox has a pretty simple life. Growing up his parents were huge on using magic whenever they could, they studied at a magic school it's where they met fell in love and decided to get married. His older sister on the other hand wasnt big into using magic, she had started going to a school to study it but eventually she dropped because magic just wasnt for her. While she was off studying magic Maddox was put into a private school because he had showed no signs of having any wizard in him.

Of course he was jealous of his whole family, and angry with his sister. While she was off at school she would send constant letters complaining about how much she hated it, he just wanted to scream at her. Maddox never understood why she wouldnt love having something like that, here Maddox was all plain and boring and she was just amazing. -.- Due to the jealousy he ended up getting to be very angry and pretty mean. At school he would mouth off to teachers, get into fights all the time, didn't do his work, eventually they kicked him out because he didn't meet the school's expectations.

After getting kicked out of his school it pretty much made him feel like he wasnt good enough. He was the only one in his family who seemed to not have any magic in him, he couldnt stay in a normal school, he was constantly getting into a ton of trouble because he was so pissed off all the time. Of course his parents don't think the way he does but they havent tried to convince him otherwise so he continued to get into a ton of trouble. It kept getting worse and worse. Once his sister dropped out of the school Maddox was furious but no one seemed to care, and really did they completely understand where he was coming from.

Eventually though a miracle happened and whamo! He is like his family and is special! Thats when he gets his letter to go to study magic and be a wizard, but will he screw it up like he did at his private school and will he keep getting into trouble? He has it in his mind that he wont but we can never know until he actually gets there.
Personality:
Maddox used to be a fun cheerful kid when he was a kid, then jealousy got the best of him and he pretty much turned into a huge jerk. The smallest thing in the world can set him off and make him the scariest person to be around, he has a little bit of an anger problem. But he keeps telling himself he will work on it, so far there has been no improvement. He is a super negative guy, he never felt like he was good enough growing up because he wasnt special like his sister and he couldnt even stay in a normal school so he put himself down... A lot. He still does all the time though its a hard habbit to break.

When you first meet him he tries his hardest to not make some rude comment but it never really works out. His honestly will hurt you because he just throws it out there when you least expect it. And because the glass is half empty to him it's usually the negative thing about you. He doesnt mean to though! Honest it's like something takes over him and he is just rude. He can be a pretty nice guy though, if the person can get over the fact that he has his major mean moments.

Maddox is a big flirt if he doesnt make a rude comment to a girl when he first meets them he usually ends up flirting with them like crazy. He likes to have fun and isnt so big on the whole 'relationship' stuff. Mostly because he has never been in one, its just been messing around for him. Maybe if he found the right girl he might try it out. Who knows. He probably has a little bit of a romantic side in there, I dunno. Oh! He also has ahard time letting people in, there arent like reasons in his past that explain that but he has that problem.

He will try to let someone in but he usually ends up pushing them away and hurting them when they try. He hasnt had many people try but the few that have got kinda hurt in the end. It's not that he likes to hurt people... Wait no he kinda does like to hurt them, it makes him feel better about himself. Ehhhh my app sucks sorry MM!
Sample RP:
Maddox sat up in his room lying on his bed watching his tv on the wall, it was some sort of cooking show that was making him starving. His eyes grew wide and his mouth fell open a little as it watered, the desert thing the guy was making looked like the most amazing thing in the world. Suddenly the boy was flying up off his bed and running down the stairs to the kitchen where his mom was cooking something, it looked like food but with is mom you could never be sure. She really wasnt the best cook around. "Ewww mom what the hell is that?" He asked as he opened the fridge looking for something that somewhat resembeled what was on the television.

"Its your dinner. Oh there is mail for you on the counter. And get your nose out of the kitchen! I'm cooking a good home cooked meal and your going to eat it! Were having a family dinner and you are going to love it." He mom was one of those moms that kinda tried super hard but failed all the time, like cooking she would try to cook all the time and it would suck. She would try to get the family to get together and make it a good night, but Maddox would always ruin it by taking jabs at his sister every chance he got. It was really fun! For him anyways, his parents got mad and his sister cried, which probably ment that he was right about all the things he was saying to her.

Slamming the fridge door shut he walked over to the counter and searched through the mail until he saw his name, "Mom you know how these family dinners go, they never end well. I always get yelled at and sis always cries. I really think I should just eat up in my room tonight..." He spoke his words carefully hoping that if he was nice she would say yes. He opened the letter as he spoke and pulled it out of the envelope. "No." His mom simply said, he didn't really hear her because he was reading the letter. It said how he was accepted into the beauxbatons academy! That would be cool if he knew any idea what it was.

"Um mom, whats Beauxbatons Academy?" He smiply asked and she turned around and smiled "Hunnie it's a magic school, you get to go study magic if you want. I personally think you should stay here because I don't wanna see you get hurt, but your dad thinks it would be good for you to go! He thinks you'll grow up a bit." A huge smile lit up the boys face and he pratically flew over to her giving her a big kiss on the cheek "MOM! This is amazing! I get to go to magic school and be cool!!!! I gotta go pack!" And with that the boy was gone.
ehhh not my best work but what can I say? I'm a little lazy right now.

Must be Sournois

[skywayavenue]

First Name:
adley madan

Last Name:
hawthorne

Age:
seventeen

Appearance:


History:
Adley Madan was born on August 29th, 1965 to Micah and Elaine Hawthorne. He grew up in Southern England, moving frequently from house to house due to his parents occupations. His mother was a muggle and pretty much the homemaker type. She stayed with her son at home and would do the cooking and cleaning while her husband was at work. Adley always thought that she would be a little affected by the fact that her husband was a wizard but she wasn’t at all. She didn’t mind the magic but she didn’t really talk about it much either. There was no doubt that she loved her husband very much, she would do anything for him. Adley got the feeling that she didn’t really like magic all that much but she was tolerant of it. Elaine would do a lot of side jobs like tailoring and cleaning other people’s houses in order to get more money for the small family. Micah was an employee at the ministry of magic in the department of muggle works, a place where he basically travels to places where muggles have seen the wrong thing at the wrong time and puts a memory charm on them. He gets paid a decent amount of money since he is the head of his department as well as his own team but he moves his family around a lot in order to work with new areas of muggle so the old muggles don’t get too suspicious.

Micah was pretty much the shame of the family. He came from a long line of pureblooded wizards and witches, their blood untainted by anything other than purebloods, not even Veela or Seer or anything of the sort. He had one sister who married young to a man named Robert Holmes, also a prominent English pureblood. Micah always expected to find a nice pureblooded girl from his house and settle down with her, pleasing his family. However, he met Elaine, the careless and clumsy muggle who worked as a waitress at a restaurant he had dined at while on break one year and fell in love. He had his secret affair with her, writing her letters when he was at school and spending most of his time with her hidden away from his family when he was home. When he finally graduated from Beauxbatons he whisked her off and the two eloped. His family discovered after the marriage and was furious, threatening to disown him but managing to keep him in the loop as long as they never had to see Elaine. When Adley was born they were more than welcoming to him, insisting that he be raised the proper way around Wizardry and Witchcraft and not the muggle ways. However, Elaine most definitely wouldn't allow it.

Adley was used to tagging along with his mum to odd little jobs here and there, sitting and playing with his toys or taking a nap while she chatted with a rich muggle woman about the quality of a good dress fabric or scrubbed the marble tiling of a muggle’s mansion. He was a content little child, never loud or fussy but very demanding. He required attention from just about everyone and although he would enjoy being by himself and playing with his toys, he enjoyed being cooed over more. He grew up as an only child, being the only child his parents would ever have. His mother was also an only child but his father was the eldest of two. Like her brother, Elizabeth had only one child, a daughter Arianna, and died during childbirth. Adley was 8 when his younger cousin was born and she was just like a little sister to him. He loved playing with her and babysitting her. His uncle, Robert, would bring her over frequently when he just couldn’t seem to manage taking care of her himself. Arianna treated her older cousin Adley just like a brother, she was obsessed with him.

Adley developed just like every other child, though with a bit of an attitude. There nothing particularly special about him. He liked to play guitar and formed a hobby out of it after his mother forced him into guitar lessons and he was rather fond of listening to music but other than that there was nothing very special about him. He could read and write sufficiently, add, subtract, the like. He was itching to go to Beauxbatons though, the school that his father had attended and told him stories about since he was a young child. Adley had always insisted that he would go too and just like his father he’d be sorted into Sournois. He came from a long line of Sournois' and goodness only knew that he had the temperment to be sorted in there. He had grown into an arrogant child, his fathers side of the family ridiculously wealthy but never agreeing to 'share the wealth' unless Adley left his mother and father to live with his grandparents. He was very vain and had the highest hopes for himself, knowing that the money didn't matter at all since he was going to go on with his life and do great things. Adley agreed one hundred percent with his father and constantly talked about the school until the summer came when he would be of age to go to the school. He had planned all summer which ways he would take to class based on his fathers homemade maps, where he would eat lunch, where he would go swimming in the lake, even what families he had to befriend to maintain his families status. He was ecstatic to finally go to such a prominent school.

But then one day his father didn’t come home from work. Adley and his mother had stayed up and waited for Micah to return for quite some time, drinking cup after cup of tea and staring at one another across the table, even though Adley was only 11 he was treated just like an adult now. He insisted on it since he was going to such an adult school. The hours ticked past and there was no word of Micah. Elaine began to grow hysterical, insisting that something bad had happened and that her husband was hurt somewhere. She called his friends up and they all went out searching for him, coming up blank and returning after 2 straight weeks of searching with nothing. Elaine submerged herself in a deep depression but had no other choice but to keep living. Adley didn’t leave for Beauxbatons, he stayed at home with his mother and took care of her while she was in such a dark state. His ego and his personality took a great hit. He was forced to get over himself so to speak and live in the reality. He had to become a muggle in order to support his mother now that his father had disappeared. He did the jobs that she couldn’t and made money for them to stay in the house that they lived in Kent but he hardly did anything else. He woke up and went to work then came home and took care of his mother. Eventually, Elaine began to get out of bed and walk around, helping with things around the house and tidying up.

After another year of mourning Elaine went to work with her son, the two taking jobs wherever they could get them in order to get some money. The years passed and Adley started working down in mines, digging for whatever could be found and permanently dying his skin black. One day he went down into the mines after work had finished and all the men were leaving to get his oil lamp which he had left on down in one of the tunnels. After insisting that he would just walk home, Adley went down into the tunnel to get his lamp and was ambushed from behind as he was leaving. He wasn’t tousled much but he had been biten by what turned out to be a Vampire. The creature dragged him into one of the abandoned mines and left him way back in the deep part of it so that he couldn’t be heard when he underwent the transformation. When he woke, it was there waiting for him, apologizing and insisting that it would help him learn how to live this new life. Adley spent most of his time travelling with the monster and even gained his old self back. He loved causing trouble in visiting towns by creating a stir amount the towns people or crashing a local bar and basically taking it over for the night. He was mischevious and loved a good party. After a while travelling with the Vampire, he decided that he wanted to go and live out that dream of going to Beauxbatons. He enrolled for the new term and went off to France, bidding his companion adieu but promising to stay with it on breaks and the like and not lose touch.

What happened to Elaine you might ask? We don’t quite know. The sad thing is that after Adley was attacked, all recollection of his former life had been erased. He remembers how he acted and what his personality was like, goodness knows his head was big enough to retain all of that, but for the rest of it, he remembers nothing. Just what happened after he was a Vampire.

Personality:
Adley is rather loud and outspoken. He is rather social when the time permits it and likes to joke around with friends. He’s always described as witty and can get into a banter match with anyone, he blames it on his Dad. He can sometimes be very cheeky is known to talk back if he thinks that he is in the right and you are in the wrong. He is stubborn and holds a strong opinion but is always open-minded. As long as you can explain yourself intelligently, he’ll hear you out. He’s very loyal and trustworthy, someone you can really count on to talk to about things as well as if you need something you can depend on him to be there for you. He tries to help people as best as he can, even though he’s a Vampire. He likes to meet new people and make new friends and respects just about everyone just for breathing. If you have a sweet temper and are kind to people then you get his respect, even though he is very opposite. He's extremely arrogant and thinks of himself as a very highly regarded person, though he definitely needs to learn how to tone that down. It tends to get him into trouble quite a bit. Sometimes he can be mean and rude to people, depends on how you catch him. He likes to hear peoples stories since he can’t remember his own, get to know them and listen to what they have to say about the world. He’s very thoughtful and interested in other people’s opinions and point of views. His temper is pretty moderate, bad when provoked but otherwise pretty controllable. He isn’t too into drinking blood but does it to survive, animal blood that is. He believes in family loyalty and mostly associates himself with other members of highly regarded families but that doesn't mean he will make fun of the halfbloods. He enjoys company from all creatures, no matter what they are. He’s just a happy go lucky guy happy to be a part of the world.

Sample RP:

Adley walked from one end of the room back to the other, pacing and wearing a thin line into the floor. The silence of the place was almost unbearable, how could anyone think in here? It was like their thoughts just bounded right back at them and caused them to get into a never-ending argument with themselves, a vicious cycle. His jeans brushed the floor, making an eerie noise against the cement that was underneath him. His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, his shoulders slightly hunched as he walked too and fro. There wasn’t even a clock with an abnormally noisy second ticker in it. It was just his almost inaudible footsteps and the swish of his clothes as his fabric swished past each other. Every little creak made him jump, every little noise made him want to spring into a defensive position. He was uptight, wound that way from the hours of waiting he had just done. Locked in this room with nothing else to do but wait, just pace and wait and think. Thinking was bad. He didn’t want to think right now. He didn’t want to try to penetrate that cement wall that had formed in his brain. He didn’t want to think about where he was going or what he was doing. He just wanted to do it. No second guessing.

After what felt like another hour there was a noise from outside the room, a jiggling as if someone was sliding a key into a lock and fighting to get it to fit. Sure enough, there was a soft click and suddenly the door to the room came slowly in towards him, opening to reveal a familiar face on the other side of the door. Adley, who had suddenly tensed and frozen midstep, turned towards the door, unfroze and relaxed into a slouch. “What are you doing here?” He asked, his voice rough from not speaking for such a long time. His thirst burned slightly with the new air that came drifting into the room, carrying the mixed scents of passersby. He couldn’t remember the last time he had hunted. He took a step towards the figure in the doorway, sighing as he did and pulling his hands from his pockets to rub his eyes wearily. He was sick of being here and just wanted to leave, he just wanted to go. “What did they say? Am I clear?” He asked anxiously. The figure still stood in the same place, staring at Adley and not saying anything which just made the tension mount and Adley could feel himself getting worked up again.

“What is it?” He asked, his voice breaking at the thought of not being able to leave, having to stay here for a little while longer. Maybe even a lot while longer if they didn’t think him suited to go. His eyes stared straight ahead at the familiar figures before him, their hues matching in coloration and holding the same kind of thirst in them. The eyes of monsters. The figure, unwavering, beckoned Adley forward and turned on its heel, strolling off down the hallway at a leisurely pace. Adley sighed heavily, relief washing through him as he made his way from the room and followed the cheerful footsteps down the long cement hall.

[[this was set before he comes to BB. he has to get checked by the ministry to make sure he's safe enough to be around humans and such.]]

Definitely Rouerie!

[lydia]

First Name: Lydia Denise

Last Name: Wyatt

Age: Eighteen

Appearance:


History:
Like some kids in the wizarding world, Lydia was born in London and as a child had a hard life. One filled with anger, lies and deciet. Her father, Edward Wyatt, never really cared much for her. He considered her a mistake and left it at that. This was all because he wanted a son first, but since Lydia was born, he despised the girl. Her mother, Lynette was the same way her father was, only that she would cover it up due to the fact that well she was there. Lydia at the age of eight started catching onto them. Knowing that everything her mother said about loving her because she was her daughter was nothing but a lie. When she confronted her, she asked to go live with the one person that she knew cared for her and would love her like her own. Her Aunt Serena and Uncle Charles. They always wanted a child of their own, so when her parents agreed to give custody over to them, Lydia was thrilled. Gathering her belongings, her father took her too her mother's brother's house and dropped her off there.
At her Uncle Charles and Aunt Serena's was where she resided for the next several years. At the age of eleven, Lydia received her letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a place that she's only heard of from people around her. When she arrived there, she was sorted into the knowledgeable house of Ravenclaw. Apparently the sorting hat thought that she would do great in there. So her first year wasn't entirely what she hoped it would be, many classes and so much homework. It was like that for the next couple of years, though occasionally she made a few friends, got into a bit of trouble that happened to somehow manipulate herself out of. During her sixth year, things started taking a turn for the better. She started making more friends, was more outgoing than she ususally was and well, she was having a blast. Even though she had more school work to do, she still enjoyed her time there. Now in her seventh year, she found out that her Uncle Charlie was being moved to France and he had given her the option to stay or to start over fresh in a new school.

Lydia wasn't sure if she wanted to move away from her friends, but what would life be without a new adventure. So she took the time to say good bye to all of her friends and select few favorite teachers. Soon her little family was off to France to start a new life, Lydia remained in contact with her friends in London. Vowing to them that she would never stop. Once they arrived in France, the seventeen year old was thrilled to be there. Two months passed and the start of the new school year was about to begin. Three days passed and she finally received her letter to Beauxbaton's Academy of Magic. With the start of a new year, a new place, things will be no doubt better for her. Hopefully she won't have much trouble getting to know people and making new friends too.




Personality:
Overall, Lydia has many qualities that define her as a unique person. One of them is that she's smart, a tool that will help her be very successful in life. She likes to find out interesting information. What you may not find interesting, she would. More often than not, you would catch her in the library reading and writing notes down on what she's learned. She's not a novel reader. She's likes to process useful information that would help her achieve educational goals. So you will often see her with her head in the books. Lydia has been defined as a book worm. Another great quality, yet a downfall of hers as well, she's adventurous. Not only is she a book worm, but she likes to learn things hands on. She will often go into places that most people dare not go. She doesn't mind getting dirty or work with her hands. She's bold and daring as some have called her. Plus being adventurous keeps life that much more interesting for her and makes it more enjoyable to live.

Lydia is a very loyal person to her friends and to her family, she would go to the end of the world and back for them. When looking to make friends, she's a bit particular about who she wants in her life. It's not that she has anything against anyone, she looks for certain qualities that they hold. Ok, so she is a bit picky but will make all kinds of friends. She doesn't just stick to one group. But these people with the qualities she looks for would be like her inner circle. Another thing is that she doesn't get angry very quickly, it does take a lot to get her that way. So when she does, she can be very revengeful and can be very destructive. Depending upon the level of anger she gets to, it can last from a day up to a week. It just really depends upon how ticked off someone makes her. So if you ever get on her bad side, beware of the consequences



Sample RP:
Insomnia on occasion sucked, why? Well because Lydia loved to read. So during her classes, she would be half asleep from reading at least one and half books. She knew that she needed to find some way to help her sleep. Instead of trying to find ways, she found herself walking around the school cautiously and trying not to get caught by the Professors, or even worse, the Headmistress. Making her way out to the grounds and toward the lake, it was a peaceful night out tonight, but it felt like a freaking party was up in her head. Her thoughts raced through her mind, thoughts of life in general. Like what she would do after she completed Beauxbatons. Like what sort of occupation would she get into. Or possibly, starting a family. She was a little short of meeting the expectations of everything so far, so what was the point of even thinking about things like that.

A gentle sigh came from the brunette girl as she took a seat by the waters edge, her brown eyes skimmed over the surface of the lake, taking in the reflection of the night sky filled with stars. Lydia closed her eyes trying to ease her mind of all the racing thoughts she had. The wind blew softly over the grounds, caressing the young girl like a sheet of silk. Her long ash blonde hair whirled around her shoulders as it died down a little more. Opening her eyes back up, Lydia scanned the grounds for life, unfortunately it was too dark for her to see anything. Not even a silhouette to even catch a glimpse of one. Glancing back down in the water, she looked at her reflection noticing the small bags under her eyes. "Lydia dear, you really need some sleep." she told herself as she ran her fingers through the water to erase the reflection, hearing a twig snap, she looked up to see if anyone was around. Nothing was there or so she thought.

Must be Cossu

[rosetyler]

First Name: Rose
Last Name: Tyler
Age: 13
Appearance: Blonde hair, aqua eyes, quite pretty
History: I never knew my dad, and my mum is an alcoholic and a drug addict. When I was 7 I was taken by a social worker and now I look after my disabled grandma.
Personality: I am usually a nice person. I am very nice to all people, especially my friends. I am a figure skater so confidence is vital.
Sample RP:

Please read the first post, this application is unacceptable. A few things... your name needs to follow the rules, a first and last name. You must fill out each section in sectence/paragraph form, not with just a list of words. History needs to be longer as does personality. Also your RP section needs to be more than an emoticon! Thanks.

[kenjifools]

First Name: Kenji
Last Name: Saga
Age: fiftizzle
Appearance:
History: Aaron Kilner dropped out of high school at the age of 16, got his GED and then enlisted in the navy. He was one of eight children, and his parents were relieved when he went. With so many children, it was difficult to develop any relationship with them, thus they more or less saw him as one more mouth to feed. Aaron was stationed in Japan, where he royally fxcked up. The pressures of his less than glamorous work provoked him into drinking by himself. One night, he so happened to stumble upon Saga Kyoko, an average fifteen year old girl that knew no English, nor any men. She had grown up poor and would remain at the bottom of the social ladder for the rest of her life. Her parents were together, despite their obvious dislike for one another, and life was decent enough. The meeting of Kyoko and Aaron was a monumental moment in both of the young people's lives, for the instant they saw each other; they fell hopelessly in love with one another.

The events of the night unfolded in a private alley way where no one found them. Aaron's friends were too drunk to wonder where he was, and Kyoko's parents had pretty much forgotten about her. For one night, one moment in time, they were together.. and BAM! Kenji was a'cookin'.

The next day, Aaron was stationed in Italy, and never saw Kyoto again, which sucked alot. When Kyoko's parents discovered that she was pregnant, they nearly disowned her, but she told them that she had been raped and then it was another story entirely. To avoid causing her family any more shame, Kyoko picked up her belongings and settled down in California so that Kenji could be born, which he was, that November. Kyoko was ecstatic for the birth of Kenji, for she imagined that he would be a piece of Aaron that she could keep forever. However, from the moment that Kenji left the womb, it was apparent to Kyoko that he was no Aaron. Feeling nostalgic for the night her life had been complete, Kyoko became bitter and heartbroken. She mumbled his name to the nurse, then lay back down on her pillow and died.

He had no idea who he was, apart from that he had his mother's falsely translated name (Americans are idiots) and that he's half-Japanese, half-American.

Now that Kenji was left alone, he bounced from foster home to foster home. Even at the age of five, it was apparent that he was a complete ass hole, and no one wanted to be legally tied to him. The lack of a family life honestly didn't bother Kenji that terribly. This could be because he never really knew what he was missing, but it was all good. Moving on, at the age of seven, Kenji realized that he wasn't interested in girls. He wasn't interested in boys, either, though so Kenji wasn't really sure what the fxck was wrong with him, but he guessed that he would just have to deal with that and move on with his life. Later, this whole lycan business was thrust upon him when some loony wolf came after him. It pissed Kenji off at first, but then he just decided it was all a dream, which was a total lie to himself, but it was what he was going to use in order to maintain some sort of mental stability.

Nothing eventful or traumatic occurred in his life for the next few years, and his foster parents received the shock of a life time when Kenji got his acceptance letter to some "magic" school. They ended up in a mental institution, and Kenji ended up on a plane to France. What a twisted world we live in.

Personality: Look, Kenji isn't out to confuse people, so he'll just say it straight: he's not a nice person. The majority of the human race seriously pisses him off. After realizing that he didn't like people, Kenji decided that the best tactic for dealing with this suppressed aggression toward living things in general would be to completely ignore other existing creatures, which thus far has proved to be a very difficult task (more difficult than you might imagine.) Regardless, Kenji really doesn't care about anyone but himself and he's perfectly fine with that outlook on life. However, this disconcert with the rest of the world's population has really put a damper on his social life. But Kenji, being the egotistical *sshole that he is, is perfectly content with only himself as company. Human contact is inevitable for a minor in this day and age, and when someone does have the displeasure of speaking to him, they'll discover a bountiful supply of sarcasm and a serious pain in the ass. Kenji doesn't believe in any way but his own, and can become extremely agitated when people try to force things upon him. His emotions were all but depleted over the years, and now the only reaction he really possesses is anger, and he can get really angry. We're talking chair-breaking, face-smashing angry. And it is not a pretty sight. Unless you're some chair-hating masochistic freak.

People are always getting this insane misconception about Kenji; they think he's putting up walls to keep people out, hiding his true self from the rest of the world, other complete bullshit. Kenji will tell you if you want to know: he hates you, you're mother, and everyone else. So suck it.

Sample RP:

if there's one thing kenji had learned in LA, it was how to talk his way into things. rolling into the club bearing the all too popular kanye west sunglasses, the lycan quickly learned that vampires were looked upon in a higher light. it wasn't something that the club announced, but it was apparent through the luxurious service they were granted that favoritism was extant. having no intention of letting this fact stop him, kenji had successfully been augmented the VIP section and from that point gotten extremely drunk. kenji was by no means wealthy, and in order to obtain those beverages, he had once again used the power of words. unfortunately, people were getting tired of him and his rude jokes, so he was on the verge of being removed from the room.

he had dressed today in aposematic colors to ward off stupid girls, though much of his unpleasantness had been lost to the alcohol over the course of the night. nonetheless, there were tight yellow skinny jeans hugging his hips as well as a white shirt. a bandana was around his neck that consisted both of yellow and black and accented the outfit. lastly, his ever present sunglasses hid his unremarkable eyes from the club's unremarkable inhabitants.

some big men were coming over to ask him to leave, and apply force if necessary. however, kenji rather liked it here, and had no intention of leaving just yet. just as one of the men gripped his arms, kenji's expert eyes detected lucifel as he entered the room and named the other his savior. "If I were you, I'd let go of me." kenji advised in a most reasonable tone. the guards looked both uninterested and unbothered by kenji's warning, but kenji offered an explanation nonetheless. "You see that sexy explosion over there? He's going to flip a s**t if he found out you were treating me with such hostility. I'm his b*tch." speaking confidently, the words flowed out of the boy's mouth without a single flaw, apart from the fact that everything he was saying was a complete and utter lie. "And you know how territorial vampires can get.." the bouncers eyebrows rose and they seemed to silently decide that they didn't want to get involved with this bullshit and really needed to find another job.

after being released, kenji knew he'd have to back his story up, so he walked casually over to the table that the vampire was sitting at and invited himself to the chair next to lucifel. kenji suspected the vampire had heard everything that kenji had just told the big men, and there was a fifty-fifty chance now. lucifel would either go along with kenji's story, or rat him out. realizing now that he really didn't want to leave, kenji offered the other a cute little smile and a hopeful expression. "Ayy there, hot daddy."

Definitely Sournois

[ahncore]

First Name:
jenna molly

Last Name:
deering

Age:
sixteen

Appearance:


History:
Mother
April Elizabeth Longe Deering was a pureblooded witch from Paris, France. She attended Beauxbatons when she was a young witch and went on from the school to work as an editor for magical works such as textbooks and other things that could be used for professors and school teachers. She was 24 when she met her husband and 25 when she actually married him. Her entire family is French, however she was an only child and the majority of her family had already died off. Her parents and a few cousins were the only members remaining. She had Jenna when she was 27 and became a stay at home mom in order to take care of her daughter. She died giving birth to her second child, a son named Austin.

Father
Mikayo Alexander Deering was a pureblooded wizard from Tokyo, Japan who moved to Paris with his mother after his father had died when he was younger. His mother was of Parisian (French) descent and had a large family that lived in the area. His father had been born and raised in Japan and had met his mother on a business trip to Paris once. He was enrolled in Beauxbatons and attended all 7 years, never once thinking that his wife walked the same halls as he did except she was a year younger. He graduated from Beauxbatons and went to work for the ministry in the International Communications department. He met April when he was 25 and was married to her when he was 26. He was devastated after his wife died, leaving the care of his youngest son to his daughter Jenna until she had to go away to school and he was forced to hire a live in Nanny.

Jenna grew up as a normal witch, her parents were both pureblooded wizards and weren't shy about using magic around her. They lived in a neighborhood of other wizards and witches and Jenna was given the privlege of getting to play with other witches and wizards while she was growing up. She was a rather bossy child who liked things her way or no way at all. She loved her parents dearly and was given the chance to travel with them all over the world when her mother went to England to visit her parents in their new home, since they had decided France was becoming a bit too crowded, and then she went with them when her father went to visit his family in Tokyo. Jenna pretty much lived an average, not at all out of the ordinary life until she was a teenager.

When Jenna turned 13 her mother announced that she was pregnant and due in a few months. Jenna had been ecstatic, she had always wanted someone else to play with and now she was going to get another friend. However, she had wanted a sister to play with. She didn't want a boy because frankly, they were annoying. And when Jenna wants it, Jenna usually gets it. Her mother went to get examined and came back with the news of a boy, she was going to be having a little boy! Jenna was less than pleased, in fact she was pissed. A boy? What the heck was she supposed to do with that? She didn't know boy stuff. She had just wanted someone else to hang out with, another girl to talk to. A girl to look up to her as a big sister and share her clothes with. She wanted someone to swap secrets with and bond with, go shopping with when she got older. She didn't want a boy that watched sports and played with dirt. That was just gross.

When the 9 months all passed April went into labor and was sent to the hospital with her husband and youngest daughter. Jenna had been in a mood about her brother, acting rather immaturely, but was still excited to see it come out. She was rather curious about the whole process, even though she wasn't going to be allowed anywhere near the delivery room. They reached the hospital and April went into delivery almost right away. Jenna was 13, a teenager, but she was still treated just like a child in this hospital. She kissed her mother on the cheek and said her temporary goodbyes and then was carted off to the nurses' station to watch bad talk shows with the nurses for 12 hours. When her father finally came out of the delivery room, tears streaked down his face and he could hardly even greet his daughter.

Jenna was heartbroken when he told her the news, how her mother had passed away fighting for her life but had bled out too much and it was impossible to stop the bleeding. It was either they lost the baby or they lost her, and she had chosen herself. Jenna was furious, she had never felt so angry. She had always had quite the temper on her but this was worse than anything. She broke out in a fury, tearing from the hospital and racing down the street. She had no idea where she was going but she knew that it was for the best that she got out of there. She was right because within minutes she had errupted into this whole new creature that she didn't discover until later was her demon form. She had run a rampage through the forest, thankfully not killing anyone, until she calmed down and turned back into her old self and made her way back towards the hospital. Her father watched her carefully, unsure of where she had gone or what had happened.

After her mothers death life for Jenna wasn't the same. She had grown up fast, within a few hours. SHe had to. There was a new baby in the house and someone had to take care of it. Her father sure as hell wasn't going to. He was too busy mourning. Jenna had to embrace her motherly side and learn how to take care of this child. She learned it all as she went, not looking at the books or watching any sort of instructional video. She just went with her instinct. She was able to maintain her demonic form for the most part but sometimes would have to slip out late at night in order to let it run free in the woods for a few hours. Her father continued to grow more inaccessable and the child named Austin learned to look at his big sister like a mother. He was devastated when she left for school, and she was upset too, but she knew there was no way she could help take care of him in this world without an education. So she allowed her father to hire a nanny and then packed her bags and headed off to Beauxbatons.

Personality:
compassionate and motherly
Jenna is very compassionate when it comes to her friends and family. She loved them all dearly and it doesn't take much to get her to care for you like she would her own family. She is easily tied to people because she feels as though she must take care of them. Jenna had to learn to be a mother at the young age of 13. Her father was rendered incapable of caring for a child and she was the one to take his place as well as her own mother's place in Austin's life. She learned how to raise a child through the hardest years and had to forfeit many nights that she could have slept through with ease and many mornings that she could have been awake for to caring for Austin. She worries over everyone because it is just her instinct to do so. She often acts like a mother even to her friends, which can sometimes be annoying and gets on their nerves.
opinionated and stubborn
Jenna has the mindset of my way or the high way. She is very confident in the chocies that she makes even when sometimes they are not the right choices. She insists that she is never wrong even though alot of the time she is and that tends to get her into alot of trouble. She is very defensive about everything, she doesn't like when people contradict her or tell her that she's wrong. She gets upset about this easily and will fight them about it until either they admit she is right, most of the time unwillingly, or they just drop the subject altogether. She doesn't always make the best decisions since she doesn't know enough of the world to function always correct. She's a teenager and teenagers make mistakes and then learn from them. She doesn't accept her mistakes well but she does at least learn from them.
demonic and tempermental
Jenna's demon side is probably her most prominent side. Her inner demon is an annoyance and often gets Jenna to do some stupid things. She tries her best to control it by letting it run wild in large forests for a little while just to get its energy out. She knows that this is dangerous in a school with alot of kids in it and has been working to try and better control her inner demon. She has a quick temper that usually takes little or no effort to provoke and can be very dangerous when she starts to phase over into her demonic form. She often is the most tempermental when talking about Austin or when someone is telling her she is wrong. Her stubbornness is a weakness that she is trying to overcome since she isn't always right and she knows this but feels unable to accept it just yet.

Sample RP:
"Aubie!" Jenna called out, her footsteps mingling with her words as she came down the stairs. She stood at the first step, her hand tightly gripping the banister as she peered through the various doors around her. She couldn't catch a glimpse of the bright blonde baby hair in any of them and the thought that Austin was lost started to panic her. She had to leave for the station in just a few minutes and she knew she couldn't leave without saying goodbye to her little brother. He was her life, she couldn't just leave him here without another word and expect him to know what had happened. He knew that she was going away for a little while, she had talked with him about it the night before when she was putting him to sleep and he asked about all the suitcases. He was a pretty smart little boy, a great talker and a brilliant observer. Then again, every parent thought their child was the best. Jenna wasn't his parent persay but she was as good as. She was the only parent he had ever known. His father didn't care enough to actually talk to him and had hardly said two words to him since he had been brought home from the hospital. He had hardly said two words to his own daughter since they had brought his son home from the hospital.

Jenna stepped down off the stairs and made her way down the hall, towards her fathers study. The door had been creaked open slightly, allowing a small amount of sunlight that filtered in through the largest window in the house to spill out into the hall. The brunette paused for a moment, rapping lightly on the frame of the door before pushing it open slightly. Her eyes found her father in his usual place at his desk with one of his many books cracked open in front of him. He didn't look at her at first, but she knew that he knew she was there. She stood in the doorway for a moment, just watching him, until he finally looked up at her. He had been finishing whatever passage he was on, she knew that was always the reason he didn't look at her right away. Her eyes were filled with curiosity and panic, emotions which his own eyes did not reflect. He inclined his head slightly to his left, her right. Her eyes followed over to the large window on the eastern wall. It was framed by two burgundy velvet curtains, one of which was tremoring ever so slightly and had grown a pair of feet. She exhaled in relief, taking a step forward quickly but then slowing in order to not scare Austin or make him think he was in trouble. She could feel her fathers eyes on her back as she crouched down in front of the curtain so that she was at his level. Slowly, she revealed the child that had enveloped himself in the heavy fabric.

"Austin?" She asked, looking at the childs grief washed face as he stared back at her. He instantly charged her, throwing his tiny little arms around her neck in a vicelock grip. She wrapped her own arms around his tiny little body, pressing him closer to her chest as he snuggled his face in closer to her neck. "Austin, I have to leave now. I'll be back soon though, I promise. I have to go to school, just like you'll get to do one day." She explained in soft murmurings. The little boy didn't let go of her and she let him hug her for a minute longer before she pulled him away slightly. She really did have to go or she was going to be late. "You're going to stay here with Daddy and Isobella." She explained, thinking of the Nanny she had carefully screened to come live at the house and take care of Austin. He had seemed to like her and she was a really nice woman. Her eyes flickered over to her father, who had his own eyes trained on the young child. Austin looked at her carefully, not yet crying. He was never really one to cry and she doubted if he would at all when she left. She stood up slowly, taking his hand. "Walk me to the door?" She asked. The little boy nodded his head, tugging her hand as he made his way out the door.

She followed, not even bothering to turn back and look at her father as she quietly shut the study door behind her. Austin led her to the door where Isobella was waiting to take him over. Jenna noticed that her things had already been taken down to the car that was waiting outside and she bent to give little Austin a hug and a kiss and then stood and gave Isobella a friendly hug, thanking her for taking care of her little brother. It broke her heart to leave him here but she knew that it was something she had to do. She walked outside and made her way down the path where a man stood waiting with the car door open for her. She climbed into the backseat, finding her backpack there with her books and such. She turned to face her house once more, waving to her little brother and Isobella where they stood at the front door step. As the car pulled away she continued to wave, her eyes catching sight of a familiar shadow standing at the largest window in the house and she smiled lightly to herself, knowing that things would be OK until she returned.

Even though you have that inner demon, I still think Cossu is the perfect house for you.

[hope]

HOPE'S SORTING !



WORK IN PROGRESS

FIRST NAME

"hope april. what a beautiful name! such beautiful meaning, belief and blossoming!"

Hope April.

LAST NAME

"summerly, eh? you realise that means nature. no wonder you're so good with animals, dear!"

Summers.

AGE

"if you're mother was here to see you today she'd be so proud of you. you've become a fine young women, hope!"

Fifteen.

APPEARANCE

"you're growing more and more like your mother every day, love!"

HISTORY

PERSONALITY


RP SMAPLE

[loui]

First Name:

Lewis

Last Name:

O’Reilly

bNickname/s:

Loui and/or Rielly

Age:

Seventeen

Born:

11th of March, 1992 in Biarritz, France

Blood:

Pure Blood

Faithful Companions:

Nia :: His beloved Tabby Cat

Appearance:

History:

Lewis was born in Biarritz, France to a Mr. Ronan O’Reilly and a Mrs. Nola O’Reilly both of whom originated elsewhere. His parent’s met in sunny old London, England where Nola’s flatmate had moved to after leaving Scotland. Nola had been staying with her former flatmate when she had befriended and met Ronan. Ronan, himself was down from Ireland, trying to find a decent job other than fishing which was what his father did for a living. Discontented as he was at the time, Nola and Ronan’s friendship did not begin with a ‘love-at-first-sight’ type of meeting. It began really with a collision and a string of insults; nevertheless ended rather well. Both were pure blood, of good, modest, families and happily in love with one another. Together they moved to France where they married in June, 1992 after Lewis was born .

Lewis’s childhood was a rather normal one, despite the obvious standouts. He grew up in Bordeaux with his mother and father – they had moved from Biarritz to Bordeaux shortly after Lewis’s birth not being able to afford a house on Ronan’s income - until the summer of 1995. It was in that year his second youngest brother, James was born. As their apartment was found to be unsuitable for a family of four they all packed up and went back to Biarritz where they found a home by the sea side. It was rather lucky that at this time in their lives Ronan was able to afford such a living as he had recently been promoted. Lewis was incredibly happy beside the sea and living in his birth town. He spent much of his time on the beach and never worrying about the stresses of life as such. Both he and his brother were wizards and knew well of their background and of magic. One winter they even found a small hideaway together where they were able to make use of their gifts without being seen by muggle eyes. However their peaceful life by the sea didn’t last. 1997, Nola was pregnant, again and nine months later in December Gabriel was born. Another brother for the ludicrous Lewis. Unlike James; the tough boy out the of the three, [Lewis was the nice guy], Gabe was the sensitive on who often blushed at his brother’s teasing.

In the autumn of 1999 Lewis and his family moved again further north. This was a little upsetting for the young boy, as he had become so much a part of the beach, as it hard become a part of him. Being torn away from his home was rather distressing however Lewis soon learned that their new home would indeed be closer to his cousin’s residence and so forgot about his tears. He and his cousin, through his mother, Kite had grown up together and often had spent the summers playing on the beach. Now their summers would be spent on his father’s [new] vineyard gobbling down grapes within the blink of an eye and scaring Gabe and James. Moving had been one of the best changes of his life, after all the tears and tantrums. 2003 Lewis received his letter of invitation to Beauxbaton the local wizarding school. Disappointed he left his family and friends behind to attend. A year later he was joined by his crazed cousin. ♥

Personality:

Lewis is the sweet, nice guy type. Or at least that is the impression he has on most people the first time they meet him. Cool, calm and collected he is most often the level headed one in the family. More French than Irish or Scottish, he has little if no temper at all, although he can be rather scary when he is serious. His tendencies to be sensible and serious especially come through his studies; he might be, perhaps, one of the best students a teacher could have although he would most definitely make use of his pet status. A love for books and art find him in the school library constantly. He is loved amongst his friends and family for his sweet-i-pie-ness and many find it incredibly hard to say ‘no’ to him. A lovely boy he’d go to the ends of the earth to help out a friend or even a stranger.

Despite his charm he can be as devious as a fox and that sweetness which makes people trust him without doubt he uses to its fullest potential. Teachers pet he often is able to escape trouble about the grounds when causing havoc with his evil cousin. His brothers and cousins are probably the only few people who know Lewis’s true nature; manipulative and deceiving. He really does pull the strings of the puppets behind closed curtains, and is never one to be caught in the act. Especially with women; he loves to manipulate them especially by using that luuurvly charm of his. A flirt and an outrageous one at that he even and often flirts with Kite, whom takes it with poise and little roll of the eyes.

Lewis is also an escapist and loves to wander off into a world of fantasy. Writing, reading and talking to his self are all things of which he loves and does often. A secret romantic at heart he often writes rather silly, mushy type short stories, with those in his tales often resemble those in his life. More than often he enjoys solitude simply so that he can dream and cherish the pretend. He also loves to pretend with his younger brothers; at least he did when they were younger and loved to play such games as pirates, indians and dragons. Now he often plays childish games with his very young cousins. Interestingly enough Lewis is probably his most comfortable around children. He relished their innocence and loves to see the world through their eyes rather than the eyes of an adult. Escaping from the harsh realities through childlike virtue - what a selfish brat he can be.

Sample RP:

He wasn’t going to leave after all; after all she had done to try and be rid of him. He was going to stay and help her. Wrapped around herself she chuckled. His hand was still settled on her shoulder and that warmth was slowly spreading down through her arm. Again he had pleaded with her. Let me take you to the hospital wing. And then what? What would happen after that? The nurse would simply proclaim her fine, if a little strange and both of them would be on their way again, heading in totally different directions. Opening her eyes and staring at the ground below her Kite sighed. That was what she wanted after all, wasn’t it? To be left alone. Totally alone... Her thoughts drifted back to middle school when she had attended a muggle school. Having nothing to share with those people at the school; she obviously couldn’t tell them about who she was – they wouldn’t believe her if she tried and secondly she could never prove it to them as under age witches weren’t allowed to use magic, she’d kept to herself. Besides she knew the consequences of letting people in; she’d once told a girl in her preschool and after insisting that she was telling the truth all the other children had began to hate her. Not wanting to be shunned again by those in her middle school she’d kept quiet and remained a part of the background. Voiceless. At Beaux she had a voice. She was among her own and could laugh freely about making such mistakes as turning watch into a snail. But even so ... she still remained quiet.

Kite had always hated expressing herself to others. Perhaps it was out of fear of rejection or perhaps it was biological? But for whatever reason being seen like this in such a situation was humiliating. There was no way she could go anywhere outside of the owlery now with this boy. What if she bumped into someone she knew? And they started asking all kinds of questions? How could she respond to that?! Closing her eyes again she silently refused his offer. No way in hell. Again he spoke. Choosing not to exercise them... Remembering her own retort from earlier on, a small burst of laughter bubbled forth. Unable to stop it, it escaped her lips and she began to shake again. Tears welled to the corners of her eyes as she laughed freely. After a few moments of hysteria she was able to calm herself down. Breathing in deeply she pulled away from huddled position and sat up properly, propping her chin on her knees. Glancing side long at Colton she gave a small smile. Again those strange emotions whirled about sending her into a battlefield and unprepared for the fight. He would definitely think her crazy now. God, she was a mess. Truly. Wiping the remains of her tears away she heaved a great, big sigh. Coughing slightly to clear her throat of all the built up emotions, she spoke. “I’m sorry, again. I guess you think I’m quite strange now, no?” she grinned in his direction. She couldn’t blame him for it either. She was far strange right now.

So he was confused as she was. That was good. At least they could be confused together. Again he’d mentioned the Hospital Wing. Perhaps she should risk death by humiliation and go after all. It was obvious he wasn’t going to let it go. But for now she wanted to remain where she was. It was comforting inside the tall tower. Musky, bad smelling and incredibly dirty, yes but comforting in a strange way. Looking up toward the sky, clouds were still soaring overhead and the rustling of owls still echoed about their small chamber. If it hadn’t been for her atomic-bomb of emotions and their strange meet-cute, Kite might’ve even found the setting somewhat romantic. However right now that was the last thing on her mind. Chewing on her bottom lip as she often did when thinking things over, she absentmindedly shifted and felt Colton’s hand slip from her shoulder. Turning her head she looked at him again for a few short moments, before returning to rest upon her knees. Was she sick? She hardly knew. Perhaps she was. Sick in the head mayhap. The thought amused her slightly. That would be rather funny. Yes. She wasn’t quite sure what she had meant either when she had told him she liked him. She’d first believed it for a lie. It was true she hardly knew the guy and had only said such ridiculous things in the hope that he would take offence or something and leave. But thinking about it now... as she had said it... had she meant it? It had felt right at the time.

Shaking her curls out of her face, she contradicted herself. That was a stupid. No she didn’t like him. She couldn’t. Only before she’d been masking her annoyance toward his aloof manner... it was impossible. There was no way she could like him. He wasn’t even her type she reminded herself as she glanced at him again. He was handsome, very so but his character was very unlike her own. Kite couldn’t imagine dealing with him on a daily basis let alone in a relationship. What had she been thinking? Frowning she puffed out her cheeks in disgust. She really was an idiot. But then again... those emotions unnamed were still lingering. Stupid. Nevertheless she had to at least reassure the poor boy that he was safe from her absurdness. Still unwilling to look directly at him she remained staring out in front of her as she spoke. “I understood. I’m just ... I’m fine really. Perhaps a little,” she paused. What was the right word to express how she felt? Every word that came to mind seemed inadequate. Perhaps this time words were truly superfluous? Breathing out her anxiety she continued. “I think if I sit here for a while, I should be fine.” There she had addressed that issue. Hopefully there was no more talk of the Hospital Wing until she herself brought it up again. Now to the next issue at hand. Frowning again she began but hesitantly. “I’m not sure myself, what I meant by that. I just ...” she stopped again. How could she explain this? Really there was no way of explaining it so that he might understand. This time Kite would simply have to avoid an answer. “I’m sorry that you got tied up in this,” Concluding she finally turned to him and smiled. He returned her words by declaring he would remain to help her even if it was against her own will. Her smile widened and closing her eyes she laughed again. Now they really were getting into trouble together. Biting her bottom lip again she tried to prevent a grin from capturing her lips but didn’t prevail. “Thank you Colton,” tears began to well up in her eyes again but this time for a different reason. Then unthinkingly she moved forward and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. Pulling away she stared up at the sky again. This boy really was something else. Something stupid too. Why oh why was he still here with her?

:: is the same person as Kite Byrne

Nice choice of celeb! Must be Cossu!