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Name: Ashton Ozera
Gender: Male
Race: Strigoi (Originally Moroi)
Age: Appears 16, is really 73
Sire: Patience Ivashkov
Description:
Personality: There is a cocky air around this particular Strigoi. He finds pleasure in other's pain, sometimes even his own, and he'll go out of his way to make someone feel uncomfortable. He likes to scratch on windows and scare humans with strange noises for days before he eats them. There is hardly ever a time when he's serious.
Background: Before becoming a Strigoi Ashton was just like every other teenage royal. He went to school and went to parties, drinking as much as he could to get wasted. It was at one said party that he met Patience Ivashkov. She had smiled at him, grabbing him before he'd been able to speak. Of course Ashton hadn't been in school at the time so when he went missing it took hours for anyone to find out. By then Patience had turn him, telling him that he'd make a wonderful asset to her group. That was until she got board of him fifty years later, leaving him alone in the nineties. He eventually found some Strigoi he could group with, making it easier to hunt down larger groups.
Yay! =D *Dances.*
Okay good. Then I'm going to make my dude more of the ....creeper/whatever.
Hah, So I've hinted at a Strigoi and you guys are making yours....hm...O.O Does this mean I have to be the mature one?
Um...the Samantha Strigoi? It said that she'd run away to Montana because she'd found the academy. But now it's fixed so it's all good.
How is a Strigoi going to the academy? O.O I'm confused.
(Kseniya)

At the most Niya had been readying for ten minutes before her roommate showed up. As the girl spoke her first words, the young dhampir got up and went to her, shaking her hands. "Привет! Я Ксения! Я надеюсь, что вы не возражаете, но я хотел ждать ....." For a moment the last word was caught on the blonde dhampir's lips before she could translate in her head. "Urh....I am sorry....Hello, my name is Kseniya. I stayed here until you came back so that we could choose what to do with the room together." Each word was pronounced harshly and with the thickest accent imaginable. She still had a smile on her face though, since she was proud of herself for stringing that sentence together without....many errors.

With a few hops backwards she picked up her black bag and spread her arms wide, her large ring on her right middle finger glinted softly in the light of the room. "You get to pick первый"
(Trishia)

Trish clapped happily, or as best she could, around the books, catching them as they were about to fall again. Her smile showed her long fangs, though they didn't take away from the excitment that was prominent in her eyes. "That's wonderful that you have some from home! It has to have been difficult just being here where everyone speaks different and has a bit of a different culture." To be honest, going to Russia had been one of the main places Trish had ever wanted to go. She wanted to go to the old castles of her people and the old homeland. "And ...I teach Russian, I would hope that I would speak it almost like a natural." She giggled softly. "You know, morning magic classes, evening Russian." She looked up at the moon, watching it sail across the sky that was still that inky black. "Would you like to come with me to the male Moroi dorms?"

To Niya the man talking English seemed odd, but she smiled and nodded thanks quickly. The man had just noticed a paper, which distracted him, and she took that as her turn to leave. He spoke some quick last second directions and she nodded over her shoulder at him. "Спасибо опекуна." One quick twist of her hips sent her towards the female dhampir dorms. Her bag pulled on her shoulders as she walked, jingling slightly. It took a few minutes for her to reach it, but with a muscled forearm, she pulled the glass door open to walk into the lobby.

There were quite a few people in there for the early time of day, but the most crowded area was the dorm room listings. She wiggled her nose and pushed her hair over her shoulders before she walked up and looked for her name. With a small smile she nodded and took down the room number and the other name beside hers. Someone named "Angelina" Was going to be rooming with her. Running her hands through her hair, she made her way up to the room, dropping her bag into the middle of the floor. Honestly she didn't think it was right for her to just decided on a side of the room, so she just nodded and sat down on the floor, opening up her syfy book.
(Trishia)

So many papers had blown away, it was going to be a miracle if she could present her case in full. Her sharp teeth pulled pieces of her flesh from the inside of her lip as she looked up, finding Alex Belikov holding a page out to her. She was a few years older than he was, but she'd always wanted to talk to him, if only because his background was quite interesting. For a moment she felt silly, with her disheveled papers and her messy purple ended hair that was flying around her face. After a moments hesitation she smiled as well and reached her left hand out, taking the paper from him before she found another being brought to her attention. One of the year round students, a dhampir she hadn't gotten to know yet, was also holding out a paper for her. She took his as well before he walked away. As she stood from the ground, she smiled at Belikov. "Thank you very much Guardian Belikov. That was very appreciated. Просто дайте мне знать, если я могу вернуться пользу в будущем." For a moment she was going to turn away, but then her more ...personable side reared it's head and she grinned at him. "Are you excited for this new year? So many new children and all of the new things we can teach to them. Not to mention that graduating class getting ready for all of their big exams!" There was almost a fiery energy around the young Moroi as she stood there, bouncing slightly on her toes.
A few more papers blew away in the distances, high above the trees, still quite close enough that the man outside the wards could see them easily.

I will post the next time I am able to be on my computer. =[ urg.
Ahhh hehehe >.< I'm content to just ....wait here and talk for the moment. ^-^
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