Camille Endora

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia watches as Roxas stares at her, then apologises. “Does it look alright?” she asks him. She didn’t really have self esteem issues, but she was nowhere near popular like Jax was, so always seemed to second guess herself. She then looked to the seamstress who simply nodded at Ophelia’s question, and turned away to continue working. Ophelia then turned around to look at herself in the mirror, Roxas in the reflection behind her.

Roxas smiles at Ophelia. “That dress looks really fantastic to you.” Hoping she’ll smile back at him. “Do you like it?” He says sheepishly. He thinks about getting a little closer to her but decides to stay where he is.

Ophelia smiles at him softly in the mirror, “I think it’s beautiful. Are you sure this is okay?” She didn’t dare look at the price of it, too afraid of what the damage might be. Instead she simply waited for him to respond, still feeling uneasy.

Roxas looks at the price of the dress and his eye widen a little. “Why don’t you go ahead and take that off and I’ll go pay for it.”

Ophelia nods gently and goes to change back into the long off white dress she had originally went to SPA in, instead of the teal and gold dress meant for practice. With bare feet she walks up beside Roxas and then turns to lead the way back out to the market. “Were you wanting something to eat? I don’t know where the places to eat are around here, as you might imagine.”

While Ophelia changed, Roxas went up to go pay. “That’ll be 2,000 Solars.” Even though he already knew the price, he still grunts to himself. He pulls out a bag and gives it to the woman. “Here you go.” After he grabs the dress, he meets back up with Ophelia. “I’m okay to wait till dinner if you want.”

“Okay, that’s fine by me. Let’s go get that arrow and your glaive and we can head back to my house, if you like. It’s nothing really that fancy, just to warn you…” Ophelia says, the end of her sentence sounding a little bitter for a moment. “Thank you for buying me a new dress. You really didn’t need to. But I’m curious, who you were talking about before, in the shop?”

“Not a problem. I owed you anyways.” Roxas smiles at Ophelia then pauses once she asked her question. “Her name was Celti. She was my best friend if not my only friend. She was like Jax, a demon summoner. One day we were on this hunt and it was too much for just the two of us. I was going to rip my mask off to help her, but she stopped me…” He takes a deep breath and continues. “She summoned the most powerful demon you could. Ifrit. She couldn’t control him and she took her life. Sending me and the hunt flying. I got up to go find her and she was gone. Since then I have been alone, working hunts to try and make up for what happened.” Roxas keeps walking and makes it to the blacksmith to pick up his order. “Here’s your arrow.” He hands it over to Ophelia.

“How long ago was that?” She asks in return after listening to this woman he spoke about. His voice sounded a mixture of sad and loving, and she gave a sideways glance to see his expression. “Did you love her?” Ophelia knew it wasn’t much of her business, but love had always made her curious. She longed for someone to love her, besides her family and had simply not found what she was looking for quite yet. She knew she had probably an unrealistic ideal of what it would be like, but still a girl could dream.

“That was four years ago.” Roxas walks over to the water fountain and sits down. “You know I probably loved her but I never said anything to her. Looking back on it I wish I did.” Laughs under his breath. “She couldn’t have loved me though. Who would love me? I have this damn voice in my head trying to control me. Why anyone want someone like that.” He tilts his head back and looks at the sky. “I’ll never forget that day though. I lost my only friend. Anyways I don’t want to ruin your day with my sob story. What would you like to do next? We have a bit of time before dinner.” He looks over at Ophelia, a small tear dropping down his cheek.

Ophelia sits carefully against the fountain beside Roxas and listens to his story, though staying quiet when he asks “who would love me?” She chewed on her lip a little, nodding while listening. “I’m sorry that happened to you. And well, we could go watch the boats for a while, or just wander back to my house. I promise you it’s a ways away. We don’t live near the city centre. Come on,” she stands again and turns her head in the direction of her home, feeling suddenly nervous. She would need to feed again soon. Maybe after the boys left once dinner was finished.

Roxas look up at Ophelia and sees her face. He notices that her expression changed, assuming that she’s hungry. “How much do you need?” He stands up and looks at Ophelia.

Ophelia was taken aback for a moment, staring at Roxas as he stood tall over her while she remained seated. “Not too much. But you really don’t need to do that. I can go hunting later when dinner is over. Not to worry.” She smiled softly, her eyes to the ground now, feeling them beginning to darken and her throat becomes tight as it burns very slightly just at the thought.

Roxas takes Ophelia by the hand and finds the nearest ally and takes off his blazer. “I can tell you’re hungry. Please take as much as you need.” He holds his arm out for her and looks her in the eyes.

Ophelia followed Roxas and went into the alleyway, looking around nervously for people. She never fed in daylight. She was weakest during this time of day as it was, and she didn’t need people staring at her regardless of the lack of humans. She watches silently as Roxas took his blazer off, speaking to her “I can tell you’re hungry. Please take as much as you need.” She stared at him for a few long moments before pushing his arm to the side, closing the space between them. She rested her hands on either side of his face again, this time tilting his head to the side with the intention to feed. She leaned close and curled her lips up over her teeth, her fangs pressing sharply into the side of his neck, causing his blood to flow easily into her mouth.

Roxas winces a little as Ophelia draws blood from his neck. Is arms start to move and wrap around her waist, closing the distance left between them. He starts to breathe heavily while his right hand moves up her back a little keeping her close so she can take as much blood as she need. After a while he starts to feel weary and leans back against the wall. Once against the wall, he moves his hand to the back of her head gently then drops it, limp.

The moment that his blood rushed against her tongue her eyes widened. She could feel his hand pressing onto her back to keep her close, and her body is pressed to his. Suddenly she could hear his heartbeat slowing, though she had a hard time stopping herself. Her pupils dilated, and she felt grounded, him being the only thing she could focus on. Finally after many moments, just before his heart might stop from being drained of blood, she pulled back and wiped at her mouth slightly, the red liquid smearing across the back of her hand and staining her lips.

Roxas looked at Ophelia and smiled gently before he had to sit down. “I hope that helped.” He said as he almost passed out. He gently looks up at her and tries to run his hand through her hair, but can’t seem to lift his arm up enough.

Ophelia simply stares at him for a while, knowing what just happened will have a far bigger impact on them both eventually, but for now she would stay silent. Her strength felt renewed and her senses were going haywire. She reached out and pulls him up to stand, unsure at how long it’s been. “Let’s go,” she whispers, unaware of the blood on her lips.

“Wait.” Roxas looks softly speaks to Ophelia. He takes her hand and pulls her close to him. He looks at her lips for a second and wipes them with his finger. “I know….” He trails off and closes his eyes.

Ophelia looks up at him confused and then decides she has bigger things to worry about currently, one of them seeing Jax. She pulls away from him slightly, leading the way back to her house. Once they arrive she unlocks the door, making her way with Roxas close behind into their apartment.

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Ophelia followed Roxas out of the blacksmith's shop and he grabbed her arm, laughing as he said "Just play along." She looked around the street and then up at him before whispering, "What are you doing?" She could feel his heart pumping blood through his veins, and even though she fed from the blood bank earlier in the day, it was never as satisfying as drinking from an actual being. She looked to the ground a moment and then tugged her arm away from him, her skin cold to touch. "I'm sorry," she whispers.

Finally they arrived at the dress shop, and as soon as they walked through the door Roxas began to talk again. "Alright here's the deal. Now don't tell anyone this, but I used to love to come here and find cute dresses. Me and..." Ophelia's eyes looked over his face as he spoke excitedly, but chewed her lip when his sentence fell flat for a few moments before speaking up again. "Anyways lets do this. Like I said I have a lot of money so get whatever you like."

She shifted uncomfortably at his offer. She barely knew him and yet he was offering her anything she could want. "I'm not here as a replacement to whoever it is you're talking about," Ophelia felt frustrated suddenly, unsure how to handle his comments. She was normally very polite and eloquent but this guy just knew how to get under her skin. Without waiting to respond she disappeared to find the seamstress and went to find a dress to buy. After a while she eventually came down to having to choose between two, and figured she would at least let Roxas give his opinion, despite the bitter taste in Ophelia's mouth.

After a few moments to work up her confidence again, Ophelia stepped out in a blue lace dress. The hem fell just at mid thigh, and the rest of the dress hugged her body in all the right spots. She looked up at Roxas, waiting for his reaction.

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Roxas smile at Ophelia's comment and try's to get up. Struggling a little, but making it to his feet. "I'd live to grab a 'bite' with you." Roxas laughs to himself. "I am sorry for last night. You had just jumped on me out of nowhere and it surprised me. I had just finished a hunt and I just wanted to go home." He starts to walk back to get his clothes with Ophelia. "I'm also sorry you had to see that. I'll be okay though, it happens a lot." He looks at her and give a weary smile, being as tired as he is it's a wonder he can even walk at the moment.
Roxas didn't want to seem weak in front of the beautiful woman though, so he powered through it.

After they go and get the clothes, Roxas quickly changes into his normal outfit. After he comes out, he looks at Ophelia and smile. "What do you think?" He places his glasses on his face. "You'd never think that it was me." Roxas places his other clothes in his bag along with his mask, making sure that it was safe and still in his care. "Now where should we go first?"

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Ophelia watched as Roxas struggled to get up, though eventually making it to his feet, and listened as he apologized for the night before, and the episode he just had. "You were bleeding. I don't normally pay too much attention to humans because there are so little of them, but maybe that's wrong of me. I just didn't expect anyone to be quick enough to fight back." She spoke matter-of-factly and they eventually made their way to the change area for Roxas to grab his clothes. He was gone for a short bit and then returned, wearing glasses and a blazer with pants to match. She smiled a little, almost not believing he was the same person she had met the night prior. "You look nice."

"I think we should go to the blacksmiths first to have a new arrow made. It'll take the longest. And while we wait for that we can go find a new dress, since you decided to be so nice and ruin my other one. I liked that dress, you know," Ophelia smirked, though she really was kind of upset about it. She never had much money, so everything she owned she treasured. Even though he had given her solars to pay for the things he wrecked, she still felt like it would be a big expense.

Ophelia was excited about this little shopping trip, though. She rarely got to go and she made her way with Roxas out of the SPA grounds, through the tall gate and towards the market part of the city. "So, tell me a little more about yourself. What does your mask do? And what is your power? Can you use magic?" She began to question him, curious.

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Roxas looks at Ophelia for a second. "Yeah I'll join you." He get up and walks over to pick his mask and places it in his pocket. "I need to go pick up my clothes from the change room though. So if you don't mind there first then yeah I'll go with you." Roxas starts towards the archway and looks back to see if Ophelia was following him. After walking a ways down the walkway, he starts to get a splitting headache and has to lean against the wall. "You shoved me down again, why don't you want to use me?" The voice in his head comes back. "Get out of my head..." Roxas whimpers and grimaces, sliding down the wall, feeling alone. "Please just leave me alone..." The voice laughs in this head and the headache gets worse. "That vampire girl looks pretty. It would be a shame if she got hurt." The voice laughs again. "Leave her alone." Roxas collapses on the ground and presses his back against the wall, starting to sweat. "You know, all this pain would go away if you just accepted me. Put on the mask Roxas."

"No! Get out of my head!" Roxas screams and the voice disappears. He starts to try and breathe normally, keeping his eye closed for a bit. As the headache goes away, he opens is eyes only to see Ophelia standing over him.

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Ophelia agrees to stop with Roxas to get his things, and her eyebrows raise slightly when he leans against the wall and then collapses to the floor. She was unsure whether she should see if he needed help, or to just wait. But before she could decide, he screamed "No! Get out of my head!" and then he looked up at her.

"Is everything okay? Do you need help?" Ophelia's expression went from neutral to worried, stretching out her hand to him to help him up. She felt weird around him, but not really in a bad way. She had just never experienced a human like him before. And it brought back a lot of memories from when she used to be human likewise. Her mother was often harsh to her, never accepting the fact that one of her twin daughters was born absolutely human, and not a vampire like herself. She turned Ophelia as soon as Ophelia was matured enough. Ophelia's eyes looked into Roxas's and she gave him a gentle smile.

"Maybe we should grab a bite while we're out..." She held back laughter, hoping to cheer him up a little.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia stared at Roxas as he complimented the outfit she wore, though she still hadn't had a chance to use the Solars he had given her to buy a new dress or have a new arrow made. "My name is Ophelia. I haven't been to the shops yet, but I'm sure that you gave me more than enough to cover both. You could come with me to help me pick out a new one, if you like?" she suggested, smiling without showing her teeth and avoided the question about being a vampire, figuring it was obvious by now.

She gazed over at Morthos for a second who stood beside Jax, and then wandered to Jax and leaned close to whisper in her ear about something, smiling widely at her sister, waiting for confirmation. She watched as Jax nodded wearily, and Ophelia leaned forward to rest a hand on Jax's cheek carefully. "I'll see you at home later," she said surely, before turning her attention back to Roxas.

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"Let's go see Jax. Maybe we can find out something else," Ophelia says to Morthos and then begins to make her way to the infirmary. She carries her bag and bow against her back, her whip still wrapped around her arm. Her feet move silently and swiftly against the ground, arms stretching outward to push the doors aside, the sound clanging through the room and her eyes come to rest on Jax. Quickly she goes to Jax's side and looks her over. "I see they took good care of you. Do you need anything for the pain?" Ophelia speaks quickly, just glad that Jax is okay. Just then though she noticed Roxas sitting on the bed next to Jax and her eyes narrow slightly, feeling unsure. The memory of last night comes to mind and she just stares for a long moment.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

"So, first thing I guess, how does the sunlight thing work? Is there magic that lets you be in the sun? How do your abilities work? I know you're pretty fast and strong, have you ever tested your limits with that? Can you turn in to a bat or is that just fiction? Are you able to eat human food or does your body just reject it completely? Sorry if I'm being nosey, I'm just a very curious person, there's a reason I spend most of my time in the library."

Ophelia watched the two begin their match, answering the questions Morthos was asking her to the best of her knowledge. "I think I can be out in the sun because I was born as a human, not a vampire. My mother refused to have a plain human for a daughter, and she waited until I was at full maturity to make the transformation. I do think however, a vampire born that way could definitely use magic to be in the sun. The venom enhances my strength, scent, eyesight, hearing and speed. No I haven't tested my limits. I've never had a reason to. I mostly just train with my weapons, go on missions, and hunt, if I'm honest. I can't turn into a bat." Ophelia laughed at that, finding herself feeling happy now despite the fact that Jax was going through a rough time with her injuries.

"I don't eat any human food. Blood only. I do remember however, what human food tasted like. I suppose I'm just like a normal person, with a few adjustments..." her sentence began to trail off as her eyes stayed focused on Roxas. Watching now as blood pours from his face in result from him ripping the mask off, just as she had done the night before. This time though, blue flames emerged from his eyes and engulfed him, and Ophelia gasped and stood up. "What the hell?" Suddenly Roxas was unconscious and being brought to the medics.

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"You're lucky I don't kill you myself some days..." Ophelia whispered to Jax, looking at Roxas. "That's the guy from last night. I've never seen him around here before though," she said in response to her sisters question. Ophelia was torn between wanting to watch to see what the deal was, leaving to feed, or staying with Jax.

She turned to Morthos, looking at him gently, her voice shifting from angry to neutral, "I can answer some of those questions if you give me a minute. Find a place to sit and I'll meet you there after?" she suggested, and before he could answer she took off to find the blood bank, grabbing what she felt would satisfy her and tore into the packets, drinking thirstily.

Quickly her eyes shifted color from silver to the normal grey-blue and she smiles, the burning in her throat subsiding, her strength fully returning as well. She threw the packets out, and wiped her lips gently, making her way first to the archery room to grab her bag and bow, then moving to find Morthos in the stands of the Arena.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia watched as Jax got up, summoning a demon and knew then that she would be fine. But the anger and blood lust that coursed through her was nearly unstoppable. Morthos was a few rows below her, and once the fight was over and Titan had been defeated, he launched himself down towards Jax near the medics station. Ophelia followed suit, not caring who she shoved out of the way. She was furious, the venom from her teeth creating a silver barrier over her lips at this point. By the time Ophelia reached Jax and Morthos, she could see how much blood there really was and her body tensed up slightly, but she forced herself to focus on Jax, listening to Morthos go on excitedly.

"What in God's name were you thinking!!! You could have been KILLED JAX!" Ophelia growled, the sound low, and predatory. She stood as close to Jax as she could get, looking up at Morthos for a moment before looking right into her sisters eyes. A soft whine escaped Ophelia's lips and she frowned, suddenly being interrupted by the loud speaker. The voice said that the next battle would begin between Neptune and Roxas.

Suddenly, her attention shifted to the clock which read 1. Her eyes moved to the arena and the man from the night before stood, reaching into his pocket to grab his mask, placing it on his face and Ophelia's eyes widened. He went here? How had she never notice before. There was so much going on now that Ophelia simply couldn't focus, her hands curling around the side of the chair, cracking the frame beneath her strength.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia called to Morthos and Jax "Bye!", and moved with lightening speed towards the building, finding a change room first of all to change into the extra outfit she brought to prevent another dress from getting ruined. This clothing option was much more revealing than the dress she came to campus on, and it also allowed her to move easier. She found her way to her class, which took place half outside, half inside in a small courtyard.

There were targets of all sizes laid across the lawn, some of which were moving, and she went to place her bag with her dress and cloak on a hook against the wall outside. She took her bow and knocked an arrow into place, her mind focused for the most part. Something seemed off about today, and she had a weird feeling in her stomach. She shook the feeling away, the loose pieces of white hair around her face waving a little. Jax would have told her if something was wrong, she figured, and with that thought, shot her arrow, hitting the target dead on. Ophelia was stronger than a normal person, thanks to her Vampirism. It came with many perks, but also with some things that weren't so great.

For a while Ophelia continued to practice with her bow, but her focus was instantly cut through with the scent of familiar blood. Her grey-blue eyes shifted colors, turning more silver than anything, and her nostrils flared. Without a second thought, she began to move, her feet now clad in blue thigh high stockings, which pressed firmly to the ground beneath her. She grabbed her bag, reaching in to replace her bow with her other favored weapon, her whip. She wrapped it around her arm and then took off in the direction that Jax's blood was coming from. Normally this wouldn't bother Ophelia, but the scent was so strong she new the amount of blood loss had to be great.

Quickly, Ophelia arrived at the staircase to the arena, hearing gasps and shouting. She slammed the door aside, suddenly hearing Morthos shouting as well, "Come on Jax! Get up! Don't give this jerk the satisfaction!" This only caused Ophelia's worry to bubble into full on panic and anger. The last time that Jax had fought, she nearly died.

Finally she made it to the top, the time seeming to slow down as Ophelia's gaze landed on Jax lifeless against the concrete. Instinctively, Ophelia's mouth fell open and the sound that came out was something from nightmares. It was blood curdling and angry, inhuman in nature and the sound echoed through the entire area, ending in a low growl, her upper lip pulled up over her fangs to bare them, venom dripping off of the sharp tips onto her bottom lip, her hair now falling down her back and shoulders.