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Current I am really back this time... after YEARS away. Jeeze.... x.x
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Um.... I think I'm back... Maybe.
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Soooo, basically I've been role playing for... fifteen years? I've been writing longer than that though... more along the lines of thirteen years. I'm 30, have a kiddo, and am happily married. So, I'm probably older than the majority of you on here but I love to write... I'm odd. I love to set and create ideas in my head but I don't really like to GM... I'm more of a throw everyone together and see what happens sort. Also, because I do have a kiddo my schedule is a little unpredictable. I can't promise much though I try to post at least once a day.

I enjoy high fantasy, mystery, drama, and romance BUT I don't do smutty play. I prefer to fade to black when things get steamy... Partly because I'm happily married and partly because I don't want the main focus in my plays to be smutt. I have several characters I adore and can't quite lead myself to give up on... I love expanding and evolving their stories so feel free to ask me about them and some of my roleplay ideas.... I have many.

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Sebastian looked at Rae, struggling with some sudden dark irritation and sighed pinching the bridge of his nose to keep his temper in check.

"Seriously dude, behave... and maybe put some clothes on. You're going to permanently damage my Guardian's eyes and she needs those to watch out for me... Emphasis on the MY Guardian bit, so hands off." He glanced at Serena, "I will."

He hopped into the shower after grabbing clothes... It took him maybe fifteen minutes to bathe and throw some pants on. He came out with his shirt thrown over his shoulder as he dried his hair. He hadn't wanted to leave Serena alone any longer than was needed because Rae was a little overly curious at times and he REALLY didn't need the gossip that he'd have to compel out of everyone if the guy noticed Serena's scars.

"You ready to grab some breakfast? Anna and Gunner will probably be heading there..."

He glanced worriedly between the two, hoping nothing had happened while he'd been getting dressed.

~*~

Anna laughed, "I can see that... I think this was all part of your plan. Get beaten up by a bunch of Moroi so I'd take pity on you and take off your clothes," she teased. Then she quirked a smile, "Though... the putting the clothes back on thing does put a damper on those plans." She finished buttoning his shirt, another glimpse at her wrist had a spike of anxiety shooting through her and she decided she needed to talk to Serena soon... Find out how long it would take for the addiction to settle down, though once an addict... She cringed at that thought and tugged her bracelettes up to cover the mark again.

She'd never been fed off of often or closely together enough to really get addicted but was it possible that now that she DID feel this need that it would never go away? How could Gunner ever understand the way she'd let herself be used... She pulled away from those thoughts, Gunner hadn't judged her like that... He'd been nothing but sweet since but... she couldn't help but worry. She understood now why Serena was always fiddling with her scarves and tugging her hair into place... part of it might be shame but the other part was the guilt that despite NOT wanting to she still... She glanced at Gunner, suddenly in a depressed mood.

"We should... get to breakfast."
XD Ross was Anna's last name.))

Name: Shae Zelmey-Ozera
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Race: Moroi
Element: Wind
Personality: Shae is the type that keeps her head down. She can usually be found playing music, drawing, or reading. However, that doesn't mean she's your typical 'shy' girl. Shae has a temper and she isn't afraid to stand up for herself, even if that means using her powers on some asshole guy for thinking she's enough of a push over to not do anything if he gropes her. Shae avoids most people... she doesn't have much patience for others. Also, not many people take her family history so well... As the only daughter of Tasha Ozera, the woman that killed the previous queen, and the niece of two Ozeras who chose to become Stigoi her name is pretty muddy... and she doesn't take provocation over it very well... as I said... she can have a short temper.
History: Not many people knew about Tasha Ozera's daughter, she hadn't lived with her mother for one thing... she'd lived with her nonroyal father out in the human world. It was only when circumstances made her Princess that anyone even bothered to notice her. Her great uncle took her in after that, his money and political standing too much for her father to fight against... Then, she was placed in Academy. From an early age she learned what people thought of the Ozeras... and she learned even more quickly to avoid telling ANYONE who her mother was. Because of this she never calls herself an Ozera, she goes by her father's name.... Zelmey. It has kept most people from finding out the truth, and the teachers who know obviously know better than to tell their students.
Anna frowned as Anya walked away, "I don't think she's going to go through with it... you saw her face." She sighed, "But she needs to eat... she had those dark circles under her eyes and I bet she'll be getting dizy and light headed later."

She glanced at Gunner, "She's your Ward Gun... but I worry about her. Do you think we should try and find her someone?"

Kenzie, who was still there, tilted her head. "Mommy and Daddy say Dhampirs taste better... why wouldn't Anya want to eat?"

Anna grimaced and smothered the flash of irritation, it wasn't at Kenzie... it was at her parents. "Well, because Anya doesn't think we're meant to be eaten."

Kenzie nodded sagely and frowned, "I don't think so either... I like you and Gunnie... I wouldn't want to eat you."

Anna couldn't help but laugh.

~*~

Seb smiled at her but he registered the dark circles still under her eyes, he wanted to excuse it as she'd just missed feeding too long and it was taking her a bit to recoop... she'd had a bloody tissue after all. So, unless she'd had a bloody nose...? He pushed it aside, "Feel any better?"

He wrapped an arm around her waist and led her back towards Anna and Gunner.
"Hahaha, funny Marks, funny. Don't make me kick an injured guys ass in class tomorrow," she teased him. As they walked to the infirmary together Anna smiled, "Yeah well, you wouldn't be the pretty boy I love if you weren't a little bullheaded. I honestly wasn't sure you'd say yes to the whole... relationship thing. I'm glad you did though..." She squeezed his hand as they walked and when they entered Anna smiled a little at his explanation, it... wasn't quite lying. Leave it to Gunner to find a loop-hole around telling an actual lie. She laughed at him as he lay down on the uncomfortable exam table/bed thing.

"Work work work..." She stepped over to him and began undoing his shirt, trying to keep her eyes on her fingers instead of his chest or his face. If she looked up and caught him watching her undress him she wasn't sure that she'd be able to stop herself from going about thirty shades of red... or kissing him silly... or... any number of things... and she wasn't sure when the nurse would be back.

~*~

As Serena tried to reassure him he smiled somewhat and nodded, "Alright... if you're sure and I don't know if he might have someone there... or if they'll be dressed... or if there will be blood. He grimaced, "Knowing Rae, nothing is really out of bounds so long as his clothes don't get dirty..." He rubbed the back of his neck, "But you're right... if I'm left alone with him too long and he's a dick I might end up doing something nasty so... you should probably come."

He gave her a half smile and then looked at the scarf around her neck, Rae was the last person he'd want knowing about Serena's scars. The guy would spread it around school in two seconds flat and then Seb wasn't exactly sure what he might do to anyone who approached Serena... go off the deep end possibly. "Well, let's go."

He headed to the feeders first, if he'd fed he might be in a better mood to deal with Rae. Once he was done he stepped out and grabbed a tissue, hurriedly wiping his mouth to keep Serena from seeing the blood on his lips. He didn't want to freak her out... He couldn't help that he was Moroi, but he was going to try to keep her from feeling uncomfortable or threatened around him.

"Alright... let's go see if Rae is still in the room."
So, here are some possible characters... you tell me which you like best or if you want me to play a couple of them.))

GUYS


Name: Nikolai Costa
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
Race: Moroi
Element: Fire
Personality: Kind, protective, calm, a bit on the teasing side.
History: Nikolai doesn't really have a stand out past... He has a younger sister named Nissa who is sixteen and they get along just fine. He and his parents have a good relationship and he's never really run into any deep problems, aside from one. Nikolai had, at one point, been engaged... she'd been non-royal and at first their relationship hadn't been a problem, they were still in school for one thing. He'd had an identical twin brother named Christopher who was also a fire wielder and who was several minutes older than he was, making him the Prince of the family and leaving Nick to do as he'd like... However, Chistopher had had a habit of sneaking out to go to parties and such at Moroi clubs and one night he just didn't come home. An Alchemist later reported having seen him wandering around as a Strigoi, hunting near the club. His family had hired skilled rogue Guardians and a Spirit user... They'd hoped to bring him home alive, but instead Christopher the Stigoi had snuck into his brother's room... just as good at sneaking in as a strigoi as he had been at sneaking out as a moroi. He'd warned Nick to have the family call off the search, Nick had promised to do so in exchange for his life but instead he'd told the rogues of the break in and the house was fortified and the search intensified... In retaliation, Strigoi Christopher had killed Nick's non-royal and under protected girlfriend and her family. The Guardians kept looking but never found Christopher... it was assumed he'd left the country (Russia) and that they'd missed their chance. When the exchange program came up, Nick was one of the few to sign up for the opportunity to transfer schools. He wanted to leave the memories behind and have a new start... even if it would be in his senior year... But now he's started getting letters and they are always signed with a drawing of a rose, Chistopher's calling card when he'd still been alive and writing letters to love struck girls... Nick has kept them a secret, he remembers what happened to the girl he'd loved and now the threat is aimed at Nissa, his little sister who is also receiving letters...


Name: Jason Szlesky
Age: Eighteen
Race: Moroi
Guardian:
Element: Spirit
Personality: Jace isn't an easy one to peg... To some he comes off as kind, somewhat shy, playful, if a bit sarcastic, but despite his shy demeanor he can turn on the charisma as easily as flicking a switch... He is a touch short tempered though he hides it behind a charm that is impossible to deny. Underneath all that charm though is the real Jace, and he always has a plan... always a use for those he spends his time with and he doesn't waste his time with many. He has carefully maintained that shy, sweet, playful cover and hardly anyone knows what he's hiding behind the mask... or why. Jace keeps his Spirit Use a secret by posing as a fire user and skipping classes whenever an actual definitive show of power is required. If anyone starts asking questions he compels them not to worry about it and this has kept the teachers off his back for quite some time.

History: Jason is an only child with a Moroi mother and father who were hardly ever around. His parents were always busy doing something more important than taking care of their child, courtly duties etc... So, Jace was left to his own devices. At first he was a good child, very sweet when his father was around but very manipulative. He discovered that if he tried hard enough he could usually get whatever he wanted so long as it was things or money and not their time... His mother, on the other hand, had always been uneasy around him and he knew it... he used that to his advantage too, purposefully intimidating her whenever he needed to to get what he desired... He remembers well all the times she laid hands on him when he was a child and he doesn't forgive easily. He isn't used to taking no as an answer, not since he came into his powers, and he can be so very very persuasive. Still, despite his nasty personality under the mask he wears around everyone... there's a hole in him and only part of it is caused by his near constant use of Spirit. The hole is one he keeps trying to fill by manipulating those around him into caring about him and doing what he wants... He's never really had anyone care about him on their own, not even his father. Though the man tries to fake it, Jace is highly intelligent and can't help feeling like his father wouldn't even notice if he vanished off the face of the earth and when or if he did that he'd only be mildly disappointed... and as for his mother... The woman would be relieved. Because of his Mommy issues Jace has an innate mistrust of women, he finds them beautiful things to look at but not something to be trusted or relied upon... Every girlfriend he has ever had he has dropped within days and mostly he's kept to one night flings... If anyone were to see through his mask and see him for the lonely, empty person he is... he isn't sure what he would do... compel them to forget maybe? He doesn't need anyone... right? Besides, he doesn't want anyone seeing the scars in his soul or even coming close to learning about his past... a past that he'd kill to keep under wraps.

Girls are up next))
Seb rubbed the back of his neck as he glanced at Anna and Gunner nervously, "My parents don't hire human feeders... they think they're beneath them... They use... the Dhampir servants."

Anna grimaced, so not only did the Dhampirs here get treated like crap they were also expected to blood whore. She tried not to think about it, the Dhampirs who were here were here by choice. They had the same chance to become a Guardian as Anna, they had chosen to do this instead... Besides, most Moroi royals paid very good money to their Dhampir servants and feeders. She should look at it that way instead of the way she WANTED to see it. "I'm sure he pays them well..." Anna said trying to make Seb feel less uncomfortable.

Seb nodded, "Actually... he does. He pays them very well..." Seb glanced at Anya, "I'll show you where..." He took her hand and led her along till they got to a door and he pushed it open. The room was a study but on the far wall was a couple of bell pulls. He pulled one and within moments a Dhampir was there. He sighed, "You'd think my parents were trying to mimic the courts..." The Dhampir took a seat on the Chaise and pulled her hair to the side, Seb went first to make Anya feel less uncomfortable. Seb shook his head and went for her wrist instead. The neck always seemed too... intimate. When he was done he stepped back and grabbed a tissue from the desk, wiping his mouth. "You want me to wait outside?" Some Moroi considered feeding personal so he didn't want to invade her space.
Sebastian smiled, "Get used to it... once my mother is set on something she doesn't change her mind. As for my father, well..." He grimaced, "Anya... my dad... stay away from him if you're alone alright? I don't trust him... He's had numerous affairs over the years, he considers it another way to 'collect' beautiful things." His eyes darkened, "Anna... you too please.."

Anna blinked, she'd like to say she'd kick Seb's dad's ass to kingdom come if he so much as looked at her the wrong way but the problem was that Seb's dad was a wealthy and prestigious Moroi Royal. Her best bet was to do as Seb said and make sure Anya did the same. "I'll keep her safe Seb... and don't worry about me. I know how to handle creepers nonviolently, I do it all the time back home."

Seb frowned, "I didn't want to say anything but the way he was looking at you yesterday when he mentioned his art... just... both of you be careful alright. Its only another day... and I know he wouldn't actually be stupid enough to do or say anything to Anya... but I don't even want him thinking it."

They were interrupted when Kenzie burst in, "Sebastian! Do you have my present?!"

Seb laughed, "I do... this is from Anya and I." He pulled a medium package out of the large inner pocket of his duster and handed it to her. She quickly unwrapped it and squealed, "She's so pretty!" It was a dark haired china doll with pale skin and a crimson dress... "I'm going to go put her with the others!"
Anna blinked when the door came open and blushed before kissing him back, feeling her body heat up when he held her close to him like that. He'd kept his eyes closed and she laughed at his comment about floral underwear. "Hey, don't knock it. At least they aren't granny panties," she laughed. "Besides, I wasn't counting on anyone seeing my underwear and boyshorts are much more comfortable than those things all made of string. I'll never understand that..." She watched him edge back out with a smile... She was pulling a brush through her hair when he called through the door.

She stepped out with a laugh, "Leave it to Niya to pick my clothes..." The Russian girl had chosen the only top that would show skin. It was a light blue V-neck t-shirt that knotted at the side to show off a thin line of her belly before the low pants line of the faded and distressed hip-huggers kicked in. She wore her normal pair of sneakers and had yanked up her hair into it's usual pony-tail which meant that the V-neck showed off more cleavage than she usually risked... paired with the necklace and earrings that Anya had gotten her... well she looked more female than usual and still managed to look like she could kick your ass. "I think I like it..."

She walked up to Gunner and kissed him again as she started to do up his shirt to keep herself from feeling sheepish while she did it... and to keep from staring too much at his chest. She was aware of another blush and once she finished buttoning all but the last three buttons at the neck of the shirt she mussed his hair. "There, all ready for your adoring fans Pretty boy," she teased him. She hesitated and then kissed along his neck as her hands grasped his collar, she pulled away with a sly smile. "Payback for teasing me about my underwear and as far as being my babysitter goes... What do you think all those kisses are for." With that, she gave him a playful wink and flipped her hair over her shoulder and headed for the door. "Come on Marks, let's get you to the infirmary."

~*~

Sebastian held his breath as Serena leaned into him, his hands automatically coming up. One rested on her back, tracing fingers there soothingly while the other rested idly on her hip because he didn't know where else to put it. When she nuzzled against his neck he had to close his eyes for a moment, it had been a long time since he'd let anyone touch him this way... Since Anya actually... He had quit running around really, all of that seemed hollow but it was different with Serena. She made him feel... alive again and to be honest he'd felt like he was sleep walking through things since Anya had disappeared. When she pulled back he opened his eyes, her aura had those gold tinges in it that he recognized and he felt both flattered and... nervous. He didn't want to fail her like he had Anya.

He smiled, "You're find... no excuse necessary." He brushed her hair from her face and then watched her get up to change which reminded him that he needed to do the same. When she came back out he smiled again, "That sounds like a good idea... if you're sure you don't mind me wandering around your thoughts. The less I'm around someone who might set off my temper the better this day might turn out.... I've just got to grab a shower and change first... and... stop by the feeders. I'm sorry... I wish I didn't have to."
Sebastian frowned as her aura went dark and she pulled her hair over her scars. He knew what she was feeling, he was a bit on the hypersensitive side today so he couldn't help it with her being so close... So long as their auras were touching he was going to feel what she felt even if he was blocking her thoughts into background noise so he wouldn't listen in. He knelt in front of her, being taller than her, this brought them pretty much face to face. Very, very gently he pushed her hair back from her shoulder and brushed the back of his knuckles against her scars. "They don't define you Serena..."

The whole time he was touching her skin he didn't look at the scars, he wanted her to see that the only thing he saw was HER.... "The only thing I feel when I see those marks on your skin is anger... Not at you, at the ones who put you through it."

He knew what she was feeling as if he was inside her skin, he couldn't help it... even if he'd wanted to. So, when the next bit sounded like he was reading her thought it was because he... sort of was. "You can think or say what you'd like, you weren't willing... I saw that... not when it started and you can't help how it ended. Addiction... addiction is a powerful thing. I've felt it in the feeders... on accident... feeling like that against your will and craving it when you know you shouldn't is torture... You survived that, you ended it yourself. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for... not many can break free."

He realized he was still touching her and pulled his hand away feeling suddenly awkward. He smiled at her a bit sadly, "You're beautiful, the scars are part of that... You wouldn't be who you are if you hadn't gone through what you did... and who you are is... pretty amazing." He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "As to your question... Not really. Today will be miserable... I'm going to warn you so that it's fair... I can't really stay in my own head today. I'm already pushing boundaries now... Sorry about that... and my temper... It could be better. Just thinking about anyone hurting you had me ready to tear someone's..." He avoided that example, "head off. Keep me from getting violent if you can... but don't get hurt in the process... I don't know what I might do when I lose it."

~*~

Anna smiled, "Well... I guess that means I have to grab clothes from Niya." She flipped open her cell phone, which she'd had tucked where most girls tucked things when they wore a dress. It had ended up in her clothes pile last night. She texted Niya, begging her for some clothes and telling her where she was... explaining it away with too much to drink and Gunner had babysat her... She wasn't sure how many people Gunner wanted to know about them just yet. Once she got a response she bounced up from the bed, "Can you grab the clothes from her when she comes? I'm gonna go ahead and hop in the shower..."

She kissed his cheek, "Be right back Pretty boy." With that she hopped into the shower and washed away the memories of the day before... except the good ones. She caught sight of her wrist as she bathed and stared at it, feeling dirty... and shaking with something she refused to name. She scrubbed and scrubbed at the now healed, bruised area till it was red and raw before she forced herself to stop and climbed out. She wrapped herself with a towel and momentarily stood, staring at the scar and the bruises again. She'd seriously scrubbed her skin raw to the point of having a welt... She grimaced, she didn't want to explain to Gunner that she was having withdraws that made her want to go running to Jace or crawl out of her skin... or both. The guilt was enough on it's own without worrying Gunner too.

"Hey Marks, my clothes here yet?"
Anna laughed a little, "Don't worry about it..." At his question she bit her lip, "If... you still want to." She rubbed the back of her neck as she sat up, feeling vulnerable again. "I just... I don't want you to do this because I'm falling apart... or because you're pitying me..." She grimaced, "What I mean is, I don't want you to be with me because I pressured you into it... I want you to be with me because YOU want to... Even if we can't be together... for long. I'd rather have something than nothing... If that makes any sense."

She sat up and glanced at his bathroom, wishing she'd been sane enough last night to have gone home and grabbed a change of clothes but if she'd been able to go to her room then the convo between her and Gunner wouldn't have happened... She was suddenly not so grumpy about not having clothes to change into for a shower. She'd go later... they had to get breakfast at some point and the kitchens were open all day on the weekends. "Poor Niya is probably wondering what happened to me..."

She glanced back at Gunner, "Is this okay with you... I mean... are you sure that WE are okay with you....?"

~*~

Sebastian woke before Serena and though he stayed laying in the spare bed he did watch her sleep for a bit, trying not to be creepy about it though. He just though she looked... peaceful... less worried. Her scars showed the way that she was sleeping and he felt a surprising amount of anger begin to boil beneath the surface, but he knew what it was... Some of it had to do with Spirit, the startling intensity of it, but the rest was the protectiveness that had been building inside him since... Well, the day he'd met her. He again found himself wishing he could heal away scars, if he could take them away from her he would... it didn't matter if that meant he'd probably suffer a psychotic episode and have to lock himself in his room for a few days. He was getting used to that bit... He just hated that when she woke up she would see them and all that worry and sorrow and self bashing would come back to haunt her eyes.... and her aura.

He sat up on his bed and moved to her side... He was careful when he touched her shoulder, he didn't know the story behind those scars but he suspected she wouldn't take kindly to being startled awake. "Serena... Serena... it's morning, Little Dhampir. Wake up..."
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