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Hearing music, Cass quickly headed toward it. Seeing the dancer from earlier, she approached slowly*
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A meadow, a clouded sky, frosted grass, cold blood.
Damien sighed “Over already? How unfulfilling. I had hoped that this chance meeting might provide some entertainment. Alas I overestimated you.” He glanced at the two dead firekin before him, his grey eyes as dull as the sky above him. He thrust his blade into the earth to clean it, then sheathed it, striding forward, his bare feet crunching and snapping the blades of grass he walked on. He kept traveling till he was some distance from firekin territory. Sitting by a river, he hummed to himself, thinking, passing the time.
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*Cass wandered out of her room, a melancholy look on her face*
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Name:Damien Rhapsody
Age:27(converted 21)
Race : cold one
Appearance: 5″ 8 , steel blue hair to his shoulders, grey eyes, pale skin, a long, silk, navy blue coat, no shirt, baggy trousers with a silver clasp belt.
Affinity: classic/orchestral music, dancing to aforementioned music, the occasional bit of bloodshed, nature, reading. Dislikes excessive noise, boring people or tasks.
Abilities: conversion of objects to ice, and the capability to pull any inanimate, non mechanical, object from the ice as long as it isn’t bigger than the source hes pulling it from.(e.g. he turns a 1 metre long 0.5 m wide object to ice. Anything he pulls from it cannot exceed these measurements) .also good at weapon fighting
Weakness: relies entirely upon his weapon fighting and conversion skills, so once disarmed he has limited options and tends to go down quick. Can only convert living objects if there is a sufficient cavity I.e. a large hole in a tree bark, large wound in a person/animal(conversion requires physical contact). (Please tell if I need add more)
Background: born in what used to be the Scottish highlands, Damien lived peacefully with his father and sister. Damien had no objections when he became a cold one, eagerly honing his battle skills and new found power. He has a flamboyant, cheerful personality, most of the time. Should someone anger him, he becomes bitter and resentful quickly.
He currently travels in search of brethren to assist. He always has at least one ice sword on his person.
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I solemnly swear to follow these rules.
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*having calmed down, Cass opens her room door slightly*
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*the door to classes room begins rattling and creaking on its hinges*
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The paper is picked up by a tendril made of shadows and placed on cass’ desk*
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*Cass rolls over and closes her eyes, curling up as she does so* “you ruin everything ” she mutters
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Go ‘way.” Cass mutters, throwing her pillow at the door. “I’m fine”
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I’m fine” she says, obviously lying “its you that’ll be in trouble if you don’t leave”
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Cass lifts her head a little. “What?!”
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*becoming angry, Cass turns the whole room pitch black* ( I’ll still be here. I’ll just be quiet till someone comes an looks for me)
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Cass returns to her room, slamming the door as she crashes onto the bed.
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Fine……*cass pushes past the two and strides down the corridor*