"This jail...it was created for villians, right? So, why are you here?" Rylan sat straight and folded her hands in front of her. In this instant, she probably looked similar to a police officer conducting an interrogation.
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"You're quite intuitive," Rylan smiled softly. "Perhaps we should know each other a bit more before we begin sharing backstories."
@Saarebas
"Rylan. That's my real name and I'd prefer that to the name I took on the outside working for someone who used me as a pawn," she said softly. Her hateful feelings towards Talia al Ghul came and went. Sometimes, the woman was her savior and other times, working for Talia was like a prison in and of itself.
"Rylan. That's my real name and I'd prefer that to the name I took on the outside working for someone who used me as a pawn," she said softly. Her hateful feelings towards Talia al Ghul came and went. Sometimes, the woman was her savior and other times, working for Talia was like a prison in and of itself.
Rigel yawned as he took a compartment. He always eagerly awaited going to Hogwarts to see his friends. His mother had told him not to get too attached to anyone as they all would probably fade after graduation. He was so tired of his mother warning him to stay away from everyone because of her bad experiences with people. She was looked on as a recluse and maybe a crazy person by the wizarding society. He looked over at Eridanus, his trusty owl. The owl had been with him since his first year. He remembered his mother nearly having a panic attack as she took him to Diagon Alley the first time. She had been in her house since she first found out she was pregnant.
Rylan sat tinkering with the fireworks she had brought. She waited for the train ride to be over. George had told her that she was supposed to set of the fireworks, not only to promote his business, but to make a special celebration for this years new students. He'd said that he cleared it with Headmistress McGonagall, but she was sure he hadn't. Squeak, her trusty purple pygmy puff, let out a soft noise as she slept on Rylan's shoulder.
Rylan sat tinkering with the fireworks she had brought. She waited for the train ride to be over. George had told her that she was supposed to set of the fireworks, not only to promote his business, but to make a special celebration for this years new students. He'd said that he cleared it with Headmistress McGonagall, but she was sure he hadn't. Squeak, her trusty purple pygmy puff, let out a soft noise as she slept on Rylan's shoulder.
Rylan cocked her head to the side, "You're right. As well as treason and terrorism. And who are you, exactly?"
Name : Anastasia Galina Renikov
Age : 103
Gender : Female
Appearance/Looks :
Species : Human/Immortal
Sexual Preference : Heterosexual
Likes : Tattoos| Alternative Rock| Cooking|
Dislikes : Controlling Men| A Lot of Attention| Overly Romantic Gestures
Bio : Anastasia grew up with her parents in Russia. They were very supportive of her dreams of becoming an actress, but had to hide her away as she had a strange disease which caused her to be youthful for what seemed like forever. As a child, she had grown normally, but once she reached age 18, all growth seemed to stop. They were too afraid to take her to the doctor. Her parents feared she would be taken from them and put into a lab to be studied. Finally, she managed to escape, having her first love smuggle her out of the country. She had met Dmitri when she was 35 and he was 18, but she never let him know how old she was. A year of being in New York and he was shot on the in front of their apartment. As Anastasia ages, she grows weary of her seeming immortality.
Occupation : Barista
Country of Origin : Russia
Feelings about meeting their soul mate : She doesn't particularly care.
Age : 103
Gender : Female
Appearance/Looks :
Species : Human/Immortal
Sexual Preference : Heterosexual
Likes : Tattoos| Alternative Rock| Cooking|
Dislikes : Controlling Men| A Lot of Attention| Overly Romantic Gestures
Bio : Anastasia grew up with her parents in Russia. They were very supportive of her dreams of becoming an actress, but had to hide her away as she had a strange disease which caused her to be youthful for what seemed like forever. As a child, she had grown normally, but once she reached age 18, all growth seemed to stop. They were too afraid to take her to the doctor. Her parents feared she would be taken from them and put into a lab to be studied. Finally, she managed to escape, having her first love smuggle her out of the country. She had met Dmitri when she was 35 and he was 18, but she never let him know how old she was. A year of being in New York and he was shot on the in front of their apartment. As Anastasia ages, she grows weary of her seeming immortality.
Occupation : Barista
Country of Origin : Russia
Feelings about meeting their soul mate : She doesn't particularly care.
Name: Rylan Amanda Marshall
Appearance: coming soon
Age: 17
Bio: Rylan grew up in the higher class of the town. Her mother was very popular in school and won the title of prom queen. She died when Rylan was young. Her father remarried a women Rylan hated. Her father become absentee so Rylan grew up with a nanny.
Other: She wears a necklace of her mother's and she plays guitar and sings.
Appearance: coming soon
Age: 17
Bio: Rylan grew up in the higher class of the town. Her mother was very popular in school and won the title of prom queen. She died when Rylan was young. Her father remarried a women Rylan hated. Her father become absentee so Rylan grew up with a nanny.
Other: She wears a necklace of her mother's and she plays guitar and sings.
Everyone has been here for as long as they can remember. Your parents grew up here and their parent before them and so on. Now, you're growing up in a small town called Woodsgrove in Indiana. You're living in the fly over state. What will you do with your time here? Will you leave or stay? Make wise choices, kid.
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@Saarebas
Rylan raised an eyebrow at the man, "No? Hmmm. Whatever do you think I did, then?" She batted her eyelashes innocently as she spoke. Despite her actual crimes, she was eager to know what others thought of her. Most of them were sinister looking, while she probably looked like any other girl. Stealth and other's not knowing her was good for her, considering her training with Talia. She was trained as a ninja, an assassin, someone who was supposed to have no one know who she was and especially not who she was working for.
Rylan raised an eyebrow at the man, "No? Hmmm. Whatever do you think I did, then?" She batted her eyelashes innocently as she spoke. Despite her actual crimes, she was eager to know what others thought of her. Most of them were sinister looking, while she probably looked like any other girl. Stealth and other's not knowing her was good for her, considering her training with Talia. She was trained as a ninja, an assassin, someone who was supposed to have no one know who she was and especially not who she was working for.
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