Shiloh Ariette DeMarco
Onyx Vampire
The Informant
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Mistress of Disguise
Posts: 44
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Post by Shiloh Ariette DeMarco on Feb 17, 2013 20:37:35 GMT -5
Shiloh Ariette DeMarco had decided that this was one of the few days she would rather be known as Shiloh Keme-Gekek, the two names she had been given by her two parents at the time of her birth. Keme-Gekek, or Hidden Hawk, from her mother and Shiloh from her father who had given her what was traditionally a boy’s name for who knew what reason. She had left behind those names long ago, though she still used them for this persona or that one because she found them easy as breathing to answer to, they were hers after all, why shouldn’t she?
She had kept Shiloh with her though, unable to leave behind the name both parents had called her by with such affection. Even if most knew her as Ariette because that was the name of her usual persona. Those who knew her, who really knew her—which were few. She could count the number on one hand—knew her by her birth name. That was all that mattered to her. She was careful with it, secretive as she was. She saw no reason to change this, and in a way she treasured this name of hers because her parents had called her by it so lovingly growing up. Even if she had been split between too many worlds.
So she only gave the name to those who would realize it was a gift to know her by this name, subconsciously if nothing else. She thought Vin took knowing this name as a sort of way to know he could in fact trust her with his spies, Solana merely knew because she was fond enough of the woman, Lucian knew because he was one of her oldest and dearest friends even if they bickered often. And her female companion who had been missing—and worrying—Shiloh as of late knew because Shiloh was fonder of her than she had been of anyone in a long while.
And her cousin knew, but she was starting to give up hope that he was still wandering this world somewhere, despite hearing rumors as a child that he had been cursed with the same “illness” of becoming a vampire as she had been. Of course, he knew this because back then she had been innocent, happy for the most part except for when no one would accept her because of her dual heritage. It had been before she had taken to being a spy, to realizing she was damn good at it because she had never really fit in anywhere.
She missed him, he had been one of the few people who she had felt understood her. She could talk to him and he didn’t look at her oddly because she didn’t belong. She could do the same for him as well. She hadn’t seen him in a long time though, even if he was still around what was to say that he remembered his annoying baby cousin? She thought the chances were low. But that was because, despite how Shi acted, she always felt forgettable, unable to fit in anywhere. Lonely.
She scowled at that word. She had always had plenty of companions. She was not lonely. Nor was she feeling sorry for herself.
She also had grown in the time since he had been away. She had basically been a child when they had stopped seeing each other, only fourteen and barely into puberty. She had most certainly passed that stage in her life now, she thought with a small laugh.
Unlike her usual manner, Shi had left her house with no makeup to disguise her appearance, to change the angles of her face and the way people saw her. She had left her hair out and long, with small little braids scattered throughout with feathers woven swiftly into the braids. She had hidden her marks, however. She was just feeling nostalgic today. She didn’t wish to hide but she also didn’t wish to play in the world of the nobility. So she was dressed up as herself, but she also was not in Ariette’s usual hang outs so the chances of her being recognized were low. She didn’t care. She was wearing things that reminded her of her mother’s people, feathers all over and native designs, loose and hanging off her thin, though full figured most assuredly, frame.
Her full lips were painted a slightly tan tinted nude, again to go with her current mood, though her feet were bare. Odd perhaps in this chill, but she barely felt it. She had run around barefoot often as a child, in older times. She had a good tolerance for the chill even when she had been a human, and now as an Onyx she barely felt it in the slightest.
The only thing that distorted this loose and easy going attitude and outfit was the thoughts in her head and the leather bracer on her shoulder. But that was necessary for the charming little peregrine falcon, affectionately named Siobhann, who was her constant companion. She sat perched on her shoulder as Shi made her way though the areas of town where she was not likely to be recognized and neither was her precious falcon. She had always kept birds, always played with the birds. It was how she had gotten her second name from her mother.
Ariette would never be caught here, she was full blooded noble, and unless she was hunting she rarely was seen outside the noble and high class parts of town. It meant Shi could afford not to appear like that and get away with it.
She paused in her walk when she saw someone familiar through the window of the Gym, though she couldn’t exactly pin point it. It had been so long after all. But her head tilted, an action that seemed more suited to the bird that was on her shoulder than she herself. Her hand laid flat on the glass and she frowned, and she debated going in. Because she was fairly certain she was looking at her cousin. How odd, when she finally stopped looking for him…
But should she? What if he didn’t remember her? She frowned, staying where she was and waiting for a sign, waiting for some sort of clue over whether or not she should go in and make herself known.
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Darius Night
Crimson Vampire
played by seph [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 3
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Post by Darius Night on Mar 12, 2013 17:43:37 GMT -5
Darius was laying in his bed with the blankets over his head, debating whether or not he actually wanted to get out of it today. It wasn't looking good. He grumbled and turned over, pulled the pillow over his head and closed his eyes tightly, trying hard to consume himself into darkness and not get up. He didn't want to get up. Nah, it wasn't for any stupid emo reason or anything like that. Not even close. Darius very rarely felt depressed about things. If anyone ever caught him in a mood like that it would be advised for them to stay far far away from him. If Darius was depressed that meant that he was thinking about his parents. It meant he was thinking about his mother, mostly. Darius didn't do that anymore. He didn't have time for that anymore. Back on track though, Darius didn't want to just stay in darkness because he was upset or anything silly like that. Darius just did not want to get the fuck up today. He didn't see anything wrong with that. No one could make him get up if he didn't want too.
Even as he was thinking that though, he felt himself waking up more and more. He tried to close his eyes tighter and just let sleep take over him but no such luck. He sighed deeply. What the fuck. Why could he not just stay in bed? Was the universe trying to tell him something? Because if it was, he wanted to tell it to just fuck off so he could be on his way and back to sleep. He sighed and sat up finally. He was cursing mentally, and a little outwardly as well but it was over. No sleep for Darius. So now what the fuck was he going to do? Darius didn't have a job so he spent time in his apartment a lot. He had money saved, so it wasn't a problem that way. It just left him with a lot of time to do absolutely nothing. So here he was sitting in his room, with absolutely nothing to do which pissed Darius off because if he had nothing to do he might as well be able to sit there and sleep.
He sighed and stood. He stretched his body out and his muscles tensed as he did. He wasn't wearing a shirt. He never did when he went to sleep but since he decided that he was going to leave his place and go out some where he was going to have a shirt on. He could go out without it but it would probably be a bad idea. He went over to his closet and pulled out a gray tee shirt and slipped it on. If anyone looked in his closet they would have noticed that most of his closet was full of gray tee shirts. He liked black and gray and that was it really. He pulled on tee shirt and pulled on his steel toed boots, slapped on his black trench coat and then he was out the door.
He walked into the cold air and then shook his head. He jumped down off his steps the locket that he kept hidden underneath his shirt bounced out. He frowned a bit and looked down at him, he stuffed it back underneath his shirt and kept walking and tried not to think about how much he loved the woman who had given it to him. He loved her so much, mostly because that woman had been his mother. Someone who he tried very hard not to think about because it only hurt himself.
He had no family left. Well, he did. He had a family member left. He had a cousin, but it was a cousin that he had not seen for a very long time. Such a long time that he actually wasn't sure if she was even alive anymore. They had been very close at a time. It was different now though. Darius was all on his own. Darius was friends with a young fledgling named Seth now. He hadn't seen him lately though, he was busy off sulking because of the loss of his girlfriend that Darius had something to do with. The chick had been making him weak but that was something for another time. Either way he hadn't seen him a lot lately. Then there was Julian who was someone he worked for on occasion. He wasn't a friend or anything though. Darius really had no one, most of the time he liked it that way though. Most of the time...other times....other times...Darius didn't really want to talk about at the moment.
Darius kept walking more into the Aurum Sector so that he could get over the Gym. He was happy to go there. There he could focus on just getting pumped and keeping his physique up. He had to keep the ladies happy right? Right. Of course he did. He walked over to the building and took off his trench coat once he got inside. He walked over to the weight bench and put three hundred pounds on each side.
He ran his hand through his hair and he laid down on the bench. He didn't need anyone to spot him. He was good. Darius was always good. He lifted the bar and and kept lifting. He was letting off steam.
One....Two...Three...FourHe was going through it in his head, not speaking to anybody. He was getting the feeling of being watched though. He could feel it on him. He was a vampire, he had a sense of these things. He kept lifting though, he wasn't worried about someone watching him. He was a crimson, he would have no problem defending himself. He looked out of the corner of his eye and noticed it was someone outside, a woman. He was curious but he wasn't letting her know that, she would have to come to him.
Words: 1,000
Muse: Good
Notes: His first post lol I neglect him so much
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Shiloh Ariette DeMarco
Onyx Vampire
The Informant
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Mistress of Disguise
Posts: 44
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Post by Shiloh Ariette DeMarco on Mar 13, 2013 17:23:18 GMT -5
Shiloh was feeling a bit homesick. It didn’t often happen being that Shiloh didn’t feel like she really had a home to feel sick for, she had been bounced back and forth often because of the fact that neither of her parent’s people had really wanted her around, she was a sign of a mixed love between settler and native, which hadn’t been allowed at the time. Or, rather, it had been allowed, it was just frowned upon and no one did it. It was just looked at as a bad idea, which was bullshit. Her parents had been in love.
Anyway, it was because of this that Shiloh often didn’t feel like she had anything to be homesick for. She had been bounced back and forth and while she had felt more at home with her mother’s people, she had spent more time with her father’s just because of her father’s standing, she could often pass for more there than she could at her mother’s.
Most of the reason she had felt most at home at her mother’s had nothing to do with the groups of people though. It was because of her cousin really. She could talk to him and he didn’t look down on her, it gave her a place to be where she could feel like she wasn’t just this girl who was caught in between worlds. Her parent’s loved her, of course they did, but a lot of the time she wondered if they weren’t just as stuck as she was, just more able to live in being stuck than she was. They loved her, she loved them, but that didn’t save her from feeling…wrong.
Anyway, it had inspired her current outfit choice for the day at least. She was wearing everything with the feel of her mother’s people that she could find. She had woven random tiny braids into her hair and woven feathers and beads into said braids, so they were scattered throughout her long dark locks which were actually down and out for once, something she didn’t often do because it was long and recognizable. But she wanted it free, and she was no where where anyone should recognize her anyway, so there was nothing wrong with it. She grinned. She could do whatever the fuck she wanted, right?
Her bare feet gently wore a path on the ground as she walked, but never made a sound, she was good at not being heard when she wanted to be, and she didn’t feel much of the chill that rose from the sidewalk under her feet as she moved. Her precious peregrine falcon rubbed the top of her head against Shiloh’s cheek affectionately and Shi couldn’t help but smile and stroke a loving finger down the bird’s back. Her Siobhan was her favorite companion, though she had taken many over the years, her birds always came first.
The little girl laughed as she raced about the camp, running at full force for where they kept the birds at the edge, for hunting. Her mother chased after her but she couldn’t keep up! She was too excited. She wanted to go to the birds, tell them very happily that she had been named for them and she thought it was an honor. The man who kept them smiled as he saw her, though it was a wary smile, no one really trusted the half-child around, but he knew she cared for his creatures so he was warmer than most. She cooed happily at the birds, smiling and waiting impatiently to be able to hold one and tell it all about how she had been named…
Shiloh blinked. Now where had that come from? She purposely ignored all her memories from childhood. Perhaps she was feeling more sentimental than she thought. She shook her head and continued walking along the path, deep into Aurum and far from where any nobles might recognize her, and she wasn’t done up in any way that anyone else would recognize her as one of her other personalities either. She was anonymous and she quite enjoyed the feeling. For once. Usually Shiloh liked to stand out and be noticed, but sometimes it was nice to know no one looked at her and thought anything about her.
She paused at the gym, when a man lifting weights caught her attention. He looked familiar. Far too familiar to be entirely honest and that made her pause, made her search her memory until it came ot her, as clear as day and she couldn’t help the smirk that tugged at her tan lips. How funny that the moment she stopped searching for him he would appear, right under her nose. Part of her waited, refused to go any closer. What if he didn’t remember her? She had aged, changed and it had been a long time since she had seen him last.
She tilted her head, more like the bird on her shoulder than anything too human or vampire at all, and studied him for a moment. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to risk putting herself out there, when she had been enjoying being so hidden. But perhaps…just this once, it wouldn’t kill her to go and put herself out there for a moment. After all, if he knew her it would make her feel so much happier. Not so lonely anymore.
Lonely. She hated that word.
Either way, she did the gentle hand signal that had Siobhan flying from her shoulder to find another perch and unlatched the leather pad from her shoulder before tucking it into her back pocket. From there it was a simple task to head inside the gym. She had never been here before, there was no way that anyone would recognize her. With light feet, the onyx woman made her way to stand before him, where he was on the bench. She was by his feet, rather than his head. The only thing that gave away her nerves was the way that her hand strayed to one of the many feathers woven into her hair and twisted it around her fingers, around and around, much like she did as a child when she got nervous.
”Darius?” she asked, simply, with a grin lighting up her face and a question in the way that she rose her brow. She said it with all the confidence in the world, as if she was certain that it was him and he should know her.
But she was a damn good actress. Words: 1092 Muse: Good! Comments: lol ahhhhh idk |
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Darius Night
Crimson Vampire
played by seph [/size][/i][/center]
Posts: 3
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Post by Darius Night on Mar 26, 2013 22:26:16 GMT -5
Darius could remember growing up like it was yesterday. He could remember it, but the fact of the matter was he didn't want to. Darius had spent so much time of his immortal life doing his best to not remember all that had gone on when he had been kid. It wasn't as if all the memories were painful or anything like that. It was more that, he just didn't want to remember any of them. He didn't want to remember the happy, he most certainly did not want to remember the sad. It was just so much easier to not remember it all. Even so, he was a vampire and not a robot. He couldn't just turn off the memories, he couldn't make them go away with a flip of a switch. No, it had taken Darius quite some time to close himself off enough so that he could just forget everything or at least forget most things. Even now, it didn't always work and he had been at it for about two hundred or so years. One thing always seemed to escape his hold on it all, one thing, well one person.
His mother, no matter how Darius tried he could not repress her memory. He couldn't let go of anything about her, it was the only vaguely human thing still left about Darius. When Darius shut off all the memories of any semblance of family that he had, any humanity that he had within him after the death of his mother was gone. Her memory was the only part he had left. The only part that he let himself keep, otherwise he would was pretty sure he would go insane and just kill people, like he had so long ago...
That was the point though. The point was that he didn't need to think about any of that, he could hold on to his one piece of his mother and he would be okay. He would be alright. He would be just fine. That was what he told himself day in and day out, and now he believed it. The only reminder of emotion he had was a small locket that rested it's weight underneath his shirt. That was the reminder he had of his mother and of the past, and that was all he had. It was all that he needed.
Most of the time he just tried to distract himself if he thought was going to end up thinking about it. So, that was how he ended up deciding that he was going to go to the gym. Darius was a physical fitness nut, it helped him focus and kept his mind off of things. When he had been human all those years ago, he used to exercise with his father all the time, or sometimes with his cousin...he frowned and dismissed the thought. He did not need to have the thoughts creeping on him. It was going to drive him insane. It was something he didn't need. It was over, it was gone, there was nothing and no one left. He was alone. What did it matter?
He had walked to the gym trying very hard to think of nothing but the fact that when he got there he would be in his element. He would be able to kick back and lift weights and run on the treadmill and have a good time. He could think about the rate at which he was gaining muscle and not think about anything else and that just sounded so perfect for him. He didn't want to think about his family today, in fact he had tried so hard to not think about his family and it was driving him nuts that thoughts seemed to be creeping around the corners of his mind.
When he had gotten to the gym he had headed right over to the bench press. He liked to add on weight after weight, just so that he could see how strong he was. Oh he knew for a fact that he was incredibly strong but that didn't mean much. He liked being able to see it, sure it was weird but you could ask him if he cared how weird it was and he would tell you. Darius had laid down and started to lift the weights when he had noticed that someone had been staring at him from outside.
The someone was a woman, that much he could tell but he could not tell who it was or why they were staring at him. Even so he was a little intrigued and slightly wary of it. Perhaps it was just his odd mood but he felt slightly wary of everything at the moment. So he decided that he was going to play it cool, he was just going to wait and lay there and see if the person came to him.
After a few moments, he figured that the person was just content to stare at him. He wouldn't have been surprised if that had been the case but just as he thought that he heard the gym door open. He didn't get up, he laid there. He waited, for some reason he just felt like the person was going to approach him, so why should he interrupt his set while he still had to wait for them to actually walk over to him?
He continued lifting when he heard a familiar voice speak up and say his name. He blinked and dropped the dumb bell into it's spot. It would have seemed that he had lost control of himself to any experienced builder, but no Darius was just caught off guard...No....It couldn't be.
Darius sat up and looked up at the face grinning in front of him. Shiloh. His cousin. His cousin who he hadn't been sure was still alive. He looked at her and he didn't know what to say at first, but the smile came to his lips without his permission and a small blood of emotion stirred in his chest. He was happy about this. He was happy that she was here.
"Shiloh? Shiloh? What...What are you doing here?"It wasn't very eloquent or anything no, but he wasn't sure what else to say, after years of trying to convince himself that she was dead he was at a loss for words.
Words: 1063
Muse: Good
Notes: He's odd
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Shiloh Ariette DeMarco
Onyx Vampire
The Informant
played by reesa [/size][/i][/center]
Mistress of Disguise
Posts: 44
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Post by Shiloh Ariette DeMarco on Apr 7, 2013 2:08:27 GMT -5
The moment, the very moment, that he spoke her name a beaming smile spread across her face. Big enough that her mother would have teased her that she was going to split her face apart but she absolutely couldn’t help but react that way. He remembered her. She had been so nervous that he wouldn’t remember her, and that would have broken her down and made her quite sad though she would have kept up the happy façade that she always did keep up and make it seem as if it didn’t bother her a wit.
But she was just a very good actress.
She had been so nervous that she had been twirling her feathers that were braided sporadically into her hair about her fingers, something that she didn’t do often and something that one would have to notice her to actually see that it got to her. But she didn’t have to be nervous because he remembered her. She swore that she felt like she was a child again, a small teenager following her older cousin around and pestering him just because he was the only one who made her feel seen. Silly little memories, but it made her want to bounce up and down.
She had been looking for him for centuries after all. She had been trailing this lead or that one after learning that he had caught the same “disease” that she had caught herself. But nothing had gotten her anywhere no matter how long or hard she looked, no matter what little trail she followed with the hopes that it would reach fruitation. She still managed to not find him no matter what and it had been upsetting her to no end, to the point that she had given up and moved on.
She had become the Informant of the city, informant to the monarch himself and one of his trusted council. She ran the spies in the city, she knew everything about everyone, she had a spot in this new world and she grasped it so tightly like she was afraid it would slip through her fingers like it had every other time in her life. She had been nothing in her childhood, the half child that no one really wanted around, that people had whispered that was cursed. And now she had a place and she was holding it tightly.
But she had only found that spot when she had stopped looking for the last person in her life that mattered to her at all.
The way that he had dropped the dumbbell made her laugh, she was just so happy she couldn’t help it. She grinned brightly and bounced, so happy and so pleased to have found him. It was so funny for her that she had stopped looking for him and this was when he showed up in her life. On a day she was feeling homesick too! It was like someone knew she would be bumping into him today and she was so pleased with this. She enjoyed the fact that there was a weird sort of coincidence about it.
She laughed again at what he said, bouncing still and feeling like, still, the grin was going to split her face in two but she couldn’t seem to make it lessen no matter what she did. It was just this bright grin she couldn’t seem to get rid of it. She wasn’t entirely sure that she wanted to either, to be honest. She was quite amused by all of this, so pleased that he remembered her. She had been worried.
”Well…I live here. Well not in the gym, but in the Sector” she said, laughing and then shook her head. ”What are you doing here? I had been looking for you, you know” she said, brightly. She was so bright and happy abou tall of this. It was wonderful. She had not gone for her walk thinking that she would see him, or anyone really, and now she was so wonderfully happy that she had. It was just something that she was so… she was so pleased. She had been searching for him for a good chunk of her life, even as she did other things. And here he was.
It was like the old saying went, you found what you were looking for the moment that you stopped trying to look for whatever it was that you were looking for. She was all done up in things that reminded her of home, it was just too much for her to be a coincidence, it was meant to be. She didn’t believe in any of the old gods—except Coyote from time to time because she was so a child of that man if anything, with her Trickster ways—but if she did she would thank them for this.
She was just so brightly happy, that she couldn’t have stopped herself from glomping him in the tightest hug she could manage to give if she tried. She didn’t care that he was probably sweaty from working out, or that he might not want a hug from his overactive and hyper cousin, she was going to do it anyway! She was just so caught up in these feelings she couldn’t stop herself if she tried. ”I had missed you” she said softly as she did hug him tightly. She worried now, again, that maybe she was beig too much of a nut.
But she had been this way since she was born.
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Muse: Not horrible
Comments: She's a nut
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