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Sutton "Freak." She muttered under her breath and walked off. Nate He stared at the girl with wide eyes, then glared. "I agree with Sutton." Xavier Chuckled at his sister's remark, walking after her. Holly Stayed silent, looking at her big brother. | |
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Icee:Here. I found you a blanket. She lightly smiled trying not to make Gypsy set off and explode. She laid the blanket over here and took several steps back. Are you hungry,? Thirsty? Do you need anymore blankets? | |
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Name:: Algaliasirace Le Rose Merrilen Age: Seventeen Gender:: Female Werewolf or Vampire:: Vampire Siblings:: None Crush:: --- BF/GF:: --- Married:: No. Kids:: Zero History:: Later, perhaps. x3 Personality:: Agalia is certainly a quite "interesting" character. She's studied the multiple ways to kill someone, be quickly, slowly, or painfully. The female is very caculated and deceptively intelligent, known for her photographic memory that allows her to remember the exactly pressure points are as well as the faces of everyone she has came into contact with. Due to this she has killed off her ability to feel guilt. She no longer feels the twisting of her gut after the slaughter of another being, feeling nothing but a detachment to each life she has taken or when blood stains her flesh. She does the killing for pleasure mainly, fufilling the emptiness of her own soul, even when she isn't hungry. Yet when she kills not only does she kill them, like any other vampire, she drinks their blood. Despite how she does it without much thought, she respects life even though she would never admit it. Agalia feels no remorse when she kills friends, allies, or even loved ones. If you are thinking about betraying her, or run out of use through her orbs, then you are not worth having around anymore. Looks: How to describe her? She's definitely pretty, a slim frame with smooth pale skin. Her hair is straight and golden blond to accent her red eyes, but she occasionally wears blue contacts. The way Agalia dresses is what throws people off. The most common thing she wears is her hoodie to cover her face, along with all dark clothing. | |
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Icee:Aw. It's fine hun. Alittle tough words aren't going to hurt us that much. We understand. | |
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A passionate dance sang in Agalia's veins, vibrating through her body in the scarlet lighting. Disconnected from any silly emotions such as love, she caressed the boy's face, smirking playfully at him. Now she could act on raw fury. Her teeth sliced through his skin as effortlessly as a hot knife through butter. In response he answered her with a gurgle of blood. She treated him like a toy, his cries of pain awakening a monster, relishing each scream of terror. This boy, David, was truly a gift. So deliciously handsome! She was a normal female, craving the attention of the opposite gender. And if romance were absent? The vampire slid down the tree with him, pinning him in her arms slowly in a embrace as if she were his lover. The dark moonlight of the forest cast down on her, silver shafts of moonlight illuminating her bloody figure. That smirk remained on her lips as she gazed into his eyes, finally getting a good taste of his sweet blood as she licked her stained lips. "You taste divine, love." She whispered in his ear, her fangs scraping his chin. David answered with a shriek. Agalia giggled quietly, tilting his head up to show him her crimson red eyes. Her lips slowly touched his before she pulled away, ears open for any witnesses of her crime. | |
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Kenny:Icee I need a word with you. He peeked in through the door quietly. | |
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She brought her lips to his ear and murmered a few soothing words to the metal-eyed boy to her right. Agalia smiled halfway into a cruel expression. A aura of winter surrounded her like a veil. The vampire slid her tongue lazily over his bloody throat as she moved down in what almost seemed like a kiss. "Sorry, m'boy. This is nothing personal." When she spoke dark shadows slid in her voice, cold enough to send chills down ones spine. David coughed slightly as if to scream. She held his frantic blue gaze with pure, business-like seriousness. Her apology was true- she didn't want to kill him out of hatred. He had made her feel wanted... for a bit. "Nobody else deserves that handsome face anyway..." She purred, her fangs finally sinking into his soft throat for the last time. Agalia jerked her head in a motion so quick it was elegant. A final fountain of blood splashed on her hoodie, face, and hair. The boy died instantly- shock lifting out of his tortured body. A glorious, dreamy way to leave. Romantic. | |
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Icee:Whatever. -.-' | |
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The vampire finished her meal quite quickly before gently getting up, doing nothing to cover up her crime. The stench of human blood was strong on her and would be for a while. Agalia's hood was readjusted to cover her eyes, hoodie stained with crimson red blood. Her head snapped up as the scent of werewolves wafted in her direction. She laughed to herself, this would be a fun day indeed. Dressed in shorts and a shirt that intentionally showed a partial view of her belly, she shrugged out of her hoodie and dropped it on the ground, using it to wipe the blood off her face before getting rid of it. Now she still smelt like blood, but at least she looked presentable. Her silky blood hair fell on her shoulders, swaying back-and-force as she trailed toward the scent of werewolves. | |
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Icee:Hey guys...We have a visitor. About 30 to 40 heads popped up smelling the scent. | |
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The lass spotted the werewolf, pursing her lips as she stared at Kenny. She seemed to materialize from no where, her body sparkling like mist hit by the moonlight. Other scents filled her nose too. Agalia put on a saucy, subtle smirk with the small tilt of her head. What game would she play? There were many choices, of course. The scent of blood came off her body as if to scream "vampire". There was no way this girl was human. Her ruby red eyes stared up at him with liquid acid. "Hello." The single word was spoken with like a black ribbon tied around his throat. She would wait for his reaction. What did he think of vampires? Would she be attacked? Or would he stick around and play? | |
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Haruka:He stayed silent glaring at the others quietly then the stranger. | |
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Her eyes scanned the group of people with a lavish smile of her own, showing more glossy knives than necessary. Introduce herself? Agalia stole a quick glance at Dante and leaned back against a tree with a mischievious expression. At this point she was unsure of what she wanted to do. Werewolves. How fun! The thought of it already had her heart pounding like a staccato war dance. She twirling her hair slightly, waiting for one of them to break the silence. | |
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Icee:She glanced at Gypsy quietly and quietly nodded to re-assure her. She glanced back over at the vampire. Alice...She said quietly watching her friend betray her and walk over with the other vampire. | |
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