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 Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 5:49 pm
Character one:
 Name: Zach Demique. Normally known as Dunkle the German word for dark
Age: 17
Interests: Wicca, Shadows, darkness, the beauty of the night
History: abandoned as a kid, he was left to himself at night. The darkness wrapping around him, he had nothing but himself and his imagination. He was cared for by his god and goddess known to him now as Selena and Bracillo. He tends to be distant and cold and looking at the world like it needs to be fixed. He has a high sense of who he is and is normally unchanging, letting nobody in, however will be protective over those who need it. He is last to start fighting, however first to defend. He was gifted by his gods to have a home and clothing and job, though its at a night club serving drinks. He watches them with a little humor, but would never harm a soul, and would never insult someone or pick a fight. His eyes are blue, but they have a red glow to them in complete darkness as he is part vampire though he knows not of it, and can hold back his craving of the blood which is occasionally spilt in the club. By day he goes to school and seems like your everyday Goth / Emo child.
Parental status: unknown
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Posted: Wed Jan 13, 2010 6:07 pm
Zach walked to school after a long night of work. he prayed as he walked as he had no place to stay, he typically hung out around work when he wasn't working, and walked to school after he was done. He had no place to go at the moment, and was praying that he had enough money now to rent a small apartment for himself so he could at least have a place to relax at night. He was hoping not to run into anyone that morning as he was ready to collapse, and would probably end up sleeping every chance he got that day. His icy blue eyes seemed misty as it was starting to get cold. His work clothing was under his school clothing as he still hasn't been able to find a place to stay.
The school that he went to was a private school, and he was often yelled at because he dressed so out of dress code. He didn't really care, and the teachers left him alone as if they knew what was going on, however they didn't. The school had a nice art program, as well as academic. It did its best to expand on everything, giving each student his or her area and opportunity to succeed.
The building was locked when he got there, and he merely sat down and waited until the door would open.
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Hana-Ouran-Hostess Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 11:47 am
 Name: Clarissa Nana
Age: 16
Interests: wicca, white magic, reading
Bio: She was abandoned when she was born because of the way she looks, and was raised by A Priestess who practiced wicca, and took Clarissa as a sign from the goddess that she was to serve a greater purpose.
Lover/lost lover/crush etc: She never gets close enough to anyone
Parental status: She was abandoned...nothing’s known of her biological parents
CLAIMED
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 11:56 am
Clarissa walked up to her new school shyly, always being an early bird, not expecting to see anyone there. When she rounded the corner to ascend the stairs, she happened upon a boy, who sat there looking, tired, bored, and sad... She didn't know why but she got an undeniable urge to reach out and touch the boys shoulder, though he was staring at the ground beneath his feet.
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Hana-Ouran-Hostess Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 12:21 pm
He could hear her, and though of her as just another teacher as nobody would come to school this early unless they absolutely had to. Over his shoulder she could see some hand gestures that were normal only for Wiccans, however to the untrained eye he was only playing with his hands. He was silent, and his clothing dark. There was a cold aura around him because he didn't know how to connect to people as he never met another Wiccan.
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 12:32 pm
"What spell are you doing? And why in front of the school?" , she found herself asking him shyly. She knew what he was doing, but never actually intended to question it, it just slipped ffrom her mouth.
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Hana-Ouran-Hostess Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 12:41 pm
His heart skips and he jumps, suddenly facing her and about three feet back. "how did you know i was doing a spell?" he was panting a little his eyes narrowed, then trying not to be a complete jerk, "I was doing a spell for protection, and prosparity for this school... there have been some odd fights." he says, then adds again, "now how did you know i was doing a spell?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 12:46 pm
"Well..." she began nervously..."I'm wiccan, I can easily identify anything to do with it. Merry meet, My name is Clarissa." She held her hand out for a handshake, trying to show she was one to be trusted. She hadn't noticed that her heart was racing, and a slow blush was creeping up her pale cheeks.
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Hana-Ouran-Hostess Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 12:56 pm
He didn't move, he was blushing from the fact she startled him. The energy from his goddess runs through his arm to move it, though he fights at first he bends to his goddess, and shakes the girls hand, "Merry meet, my name is Zach, but most people call me Dunkle..." he could feel his goddess nudging him on like a mother would to a child who was too shy to tell his name. His cheeks are flushed because he has never met another wiccan, and his goddess had never done such a thing to him before.
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 1:03 pm
She turns even redder, feeling the usual pull of the goddess, compelling her to make the conversation with Zach last longer. "Lovely to meet you." She whsipers in her small voice, hiding the shy tone that was evident in the way sh spoke.
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Hana-Ouran-Hostess Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 1:10 pm
"...." he stared at her, wondering why such a girl was talking to him, "... why...?" he begins, however he can't find the words to continue, his goddess took them from him, ".... how are you?" he tried, still feeling the nudge of his goddess for him to talk, it annoyed him, yet, he felt like he had to talk to her. His black hair fell in his eyes and he fell silent watching the girl.
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 1:15 pm
She smiled a little, suprised at how she found his mannerisms cute and charming. "I'm...fine. I'm actually good I guess." She accidently found herself reaching out, and stroking his cheek, feeling a light trace of fire beneath her fingertips,shocking herself entirly.
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Hana-Ouran-Hostess Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 3:35 pm
He was silently cursing his goddess, he was afraid of trusting someone with all of this, "that's good." he tried to ignore the touch, the fire was like his god, and he knew that she was who she stated, a wiccan, however it did nothing to ease his mind, as he had never met one before, and was unsure on how exactly things would work out, however there was a burning feeling in the pit of his soul saying that he should trust her, however his mind told him to take it slowly. He could feel the push of his god and goddess on him. He put a hand on hers at last and looked into her eyes, muttering a spell of prosperity for her.
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 4:33 pm
Hana-Ouran-Hostess She gasped realizing what zach had done. She blushed redder, and sent a copy of the spell back to him. Feeling a rush of calm emotion. Love hates vampire-ninjas He smiled softly at her, he felt at peace with the girl, however he tried to keep his strong front up, he didn't want to show emotion, or ruin his reputation, he changed the subject now, "I suppose you need a tour of the school... may i see your schedule?" Hana-Ouran-Hostess ''Reach out and kiss him.'the goddess murmered into her heart and shocking herself she leaned out and pressed her hesitant lips to his. The boys heart skipped. his god whispered in his ear "draw her close, deepen the kiss a little, and when you pull away, ask her out." he said gently in the boys ear. Zach took her around the waist and pulled her close, one arm around her waist, one behind her head. he kissed her deeper, and then moved his head to the side. against everything but his heart he whispered, "be my girlfriend?"
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Hana-Ouran-Hostess Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 4:39 pm
She blushed intensly, trying to hide the overwhelming happiness and content she felt in her heart, and nodded her head, unable to express her feelings through words. She knew that the goddess and god had brought them together, but she was still nervous beyond compare, as she felt butterflies raging in her stomach.
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