Post by Alyx Shura on Jun 8, 2011 18:39:49 GMT -5
Name: Alyx Veronika Shura
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Orientation: bisexual
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: hawk
Appearance:
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Orientation: bisexual
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: hawk
Appearance:
A light tan covers the teen, matching her hazel eyes, often mistaen for golden, and sharp features perfectly. A smile, so deadly you instantly know that she shouldn't be trusted with anything sharp or flamable(but that does nothing to stop the bulge in her shirt pocket). Her black hair bounces gently against her shoulders, although her nose is the only thing most can look at. It is obviously a little large for her, but she is still pretty. Dark freckles span the bridge of her nose.Personality:
A very athletic build, she is tall, 5' 7'', and has long legs. Wide feet ensure her balance.
In hawk form, white feathers coat her chest and head, with a few caramel colored ones in the mix. Dark chocolate colors embrace her back and wings, tipped off with blackness so dark it could be the underworld itsself. And mixed with all that new beauty, holds the same beauty as before: her beautiful golden eyes.
Both strong and determinded, Alyx is not the kind to give up without a fight, although she would kill her own mother before taking the heat for stealing the cookie from the cookie jar. Maintaining mostly a "Teachers pet" reputation in school, she can make herself look good and is a very good actor. And buried under all this, she has a soft spot for the enviroment, music, and, of corse, her crush- if they can impress her with her high expectations.History:
-BeforehandSample:
The Shura clan had always been a long line of bird shifters. It was rare in their family to marry anyone but a shifter, even more rare for that shifter to be anything but a bird. All in all, they were pretty well off, kind, and just plain... eerie, in their old-fasioned way.
With Mr. Ivan Shura as the patriarch of the clan, everyone was kind to each other, no one spoke unless spoken too, and till there was happieness. It was untill Rikki Shura was born.
Rikki was just a wonderfull little girl, daughter of the youngest son of Ivan. He loven his firstborn, secretly, more than his three following children. There was just one problem- she hadn't even shifted by the time she was eighteen. Both of her parents were devistated. They still hadn't told Rikki of the powers of her family, and it was unsaid but sure that she would never learn.
Rikki was perfectly happy, though. She passed throung college with a medical degree by the time she was thirty. It was graduation night when it happened, though. She was at the bar, completely drunk, when she spotted a noce looking man... Boy. He was barely seventeen, how the hell did he get in the bar? Oh, well, that didn't stop the two from having some fun.
-Childhood
Alyx was a beautiful baby girl. It was kind of sad, though, because her birth brough many problems to her fathers life. First, after his parents had found out about the baby, they kicked him out. Then, he dropped out of highschool. Then he lost his job. He went to the only place he had a chance, his, er, girlfriends house.
She let him stay, of corse she would, she wasn't heartless! And this man had fathered her shild! She would not take away her, too. So, eventually, they got married, despite their ten year age difference.
-Adolesence
It wasn't untill she hit thirteen that she shifted, right in front of her mom and dad. First, their was their ovely little straight-A student, next a full-size hawk flying about. Almost as soon as... it had come, it disappeared. Little Alyx was back. But now she had a tattoo on her wrist. Absolutely freaked out, both of her parents turned to alcohaul. Drugs. Whatever they could find.
It was that poor little girl who took the impact. She realized that now, whatever she had become, had made her mom not want her. And obviously sent her dad into some kind of mind-warp where he spent every day and every second mumbling something like "She was right. The hag was right. My daughters a ship sh*tter!"
Fed up, she packed her clothes and ran away.
-On the Road
Alyx picked up her needed skills for the road quickly. She learned to stay away from certain areas, where to go when she was absolutely starving (and in what form), and who NOT to talk to. Two years went by quickly, and in that time she learned who she was and about her powers. And in that time her personality hardened.
Vero sat on the cold, metal bench, her dog, Hunter, trotting protectively around her. Her new "slave"- god, she hated that word- worked with wood beside her on the ground. She couldn't help glancing at the collar wrapped around his eck, displaying that he belonged to someone. "So..."Other:
Akward conversation had started. "So, Kylar, tell me bout yourself. Wait, one second." She turned her head to a tired woman, holding the hand of a very confused todler stained in blood and a weak looking infant against her breast. "Please," she stammered, "find his sister. She's somewhere in the woods. Kill this man, but before you do, I want to see his face before you use the blow torch." She handed her a picture. Then a few thousand bills "slipped" out of her pocket and into Veros hand.
"On it."