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*Dances as she posts her profile*

Name: Aex
Age: 221 (Looks around 16)
Breed: Red Dragon
Appearance: Human- He appears like that of a 16 year old male, body lean and built for speed and an average amount of power. His hair was a shock of firy red, styled in short spikes atop his head. Molten gold was the color of his eyes, blazing with inner intensity. His complexion is a healthy bronze, with all evidence showing it a natural skin tone for him.
Dragon- On the rare occasion of him showing his true form to anyone, he appears as a large reptile, about the size of a horse. Only 2 centuries old, he's still got several centuries before fully maturing. His scales, though still developing, still have the quality of most dragon scales--nearly indestructible and excessively resilient to his own element. They're warm to the touch, a bright red that makes it seem like they glow with the heat. As his mood changes, so does the temperature of his scales. A rusty orange color is the membranes between the finger-joints of his wings, and also the spikes that travel down his spine and the fins protecting his ear-holes.
Bio: He left his flight at a young age, implored by the elders to investigate the humans and learn more about them. A scholarly dragon, though with a short temper and a rather explosive personality, he's fairly easy to get along with. Rarely ever is he found in his true form, finding its bulk very unnecessary and hindering on his quest for knowledge. He rarely talks to people, simply because he's too afraid of revealing his identity as one of the Redwing Flight. The brood wasn't well-liked, especially not among mythical creatures, for the dragons of the flight were known for their violence and tendency to enjoy greatly injuring others, usually in large groups. Pride was a common trait among the red dragons, bold from knowing they wield one of the most destructive elements on the planet: Fire. Aex tends to keep that a secret, only using it in small doses or at least when he's certain he's alone, unless the situation calls for action.

-Rockes out geekily by herself-

Name- Runaway (Real Name Unknown)
Age- 15 Human years
Breed- Orical
Appearance-

Bio- She was on only child. Spoiled by her Mother, and fearful of her Father, because he was addicted. Addicted to alchohol. He would beat her mother and her for hours before passing out. Mother claimed it was a faise. One day her Mother was out getting a new dress. Her Father came home early. She was in her sundays best when he tromped to her room.
"Why the blast didn't you greet me when I came home you worthless tramp?!" He yelled. Swinging his hand to slap her, his palm cupped, and her missed her cheek, but smashed her ear instead. The sheer force of the blow demolished her Right eardrum, and she went deff. In a flurry of teal silk, she dodged around him with the only thing in her pocket a fan, and took off out the door. There was only one solidary place everyone would not look for her.
The Slums.
Running, something happened to her inturnaly, and she passed out. Visions of the most horrifying creatures danced infront of her closed eyes, and minnutes later she awoke. Scared stiff, she fears her Father, and anything that would harm her. Taking off into the ally, she took up the life as a skinny, unfit begger unaware she too had a power.

((PARTY!!! >:3...Maco, Mau's going to be in this rp, if thats alright)

Primrose waltz down the street, basket in hand. Her long fitted dress swished around her ankles, while she roamed freely on her own accord. She trotted down a nearby alley, glanceing intently to figure out her surroundings. Rose watched as a black cat scurried out from behind a crate. A loud screetch sounded from up above, and the girl swiftly glared up at the sky, before pressing her thumbs to her perfect lips. A sweet whisle broke the silence of the alley. Suddenly a large tawny bird swooped down from the heavens. In response, the girl exstented her arm so that the great falcon could land unscathed on her limb.
"Well, well...what a pleasent surprize. What are you doing here Mau? I told you not to follow me." The bird cocked it's head to the side, and shuffled it's feathers to reposition it's self, so that it sat nimbly on her shoulder.
"Well? I'm waiting" Rose snapped, her patience running low. The falcon did not open it's beak, but a voice entered Primrose's head.
"It can't be helped. I have been sent by Drosselmeyer to keep an eye on our fellow kind." The voice was aged and rough. The girl snorted and began walking at a fast pace, annoyed by the birds presence.
"No need to watch me, I am perfectly capable to not get noticed by humans. You may recide now, go tell the counsil I'm safe, and fitting in quite well." She marched angerly further down into the long alley.
"Maybe I stopped by to say hullo? ((Ps, Mau is brittish))It's rather rude to shoo me off so soon." I glared at him with my good eye.
"Oh cripes, don't start with me." The sage voice sighed. She turned away, but sadly lose balanced, and bumped into something hard. She looked up under her laches. Thats when she relized she had bumped into a man whereing a gray jacket. This man was rather peculiar.
"Pardon me" Rose said sweetly.

((Whats the academy's name? MACO-CHAN! T^T You forgot to put it's name in!))

Primrose widened her sapphire eye at the man. He suddenly seemed furious, which put her in somewhat of a state of shock.. Mau inclined his head towards her but said nothing.
She herself was looking for a Academy, a special Academy for her kind. A feeling prickled along Rose’s spine. This boy did not seem natural at all. His eyes and hair were a strange color shade.
“I beg your pardon sir, but what Academy are you seeking?” Mau ruffled his feathers and glowered at her with his perplex golden slit-eyes. A voice entered her head one more.
“Are you searching something of the same entity Primrose?”

Primrose blushed scarlet. She was embarrassed, but it was nothing for the man to get livid about.
“I’m truly sorry, there is a nice restaurant little ways down the street. Now, I have answered you question, and in return, I would like you to answer mine. What Academy are you searching for? It just so happens that I am hunting for an Academy myself.” Mau’s tone bellowed in Rose’s head.
“What Academy?” The old voice was angry.
“It’s none of your business Mau, butt out! I’m tiered of you always stalking me.”
She turned back to the flabbergast man. Uh-oh, she had forgotten that Mau’s voice only entered her rage of thought.

((hey, Can I curse?))

Smart a** b*****d. She narrowed her good eye on the lone fram of the man.
"You best watch your mouth boy, things may not look like what they seem." Primrose retorted. She yerned to punch something. Funny, she thought. Usually Rose wasn't such a violent person.
"Rose, calm down" She glared at the bird intently but said nothing. The boy obviously noticed something. Rose took deep calming breaths before glowering at the boy again.
"To tell the truth, you don't look like much yourself."
"Dammit Rose," Mau growled, "Drosselmeyer wont like this" Prim bit her lip to stop herself from tackling and yelling at the falcon.

Shocked, Primrose unthinkingly reached for the boys shirt. She grabbed a fistful and tripped over her own feet.
"Street-rat?" She echoed in a octiv higher. "So what exactly are you then? My name is Primrose, I'm a bodythief. This here is my friend Mau, also a body thief. So...what makes you so great?"