Post by silentcallings10 on May 11, 2013 8:26:41 GMT -6
Character Name: Lux Cahaya Kadiliman
Nickname: Ransom, Viper, Etc.
Age: Ageless.
Gender: Female
Grade: Teacher
Subject: Chinese I-IV.
Race: Shadow Dragon
Play-by: Tia Carrere.
Appearance:
Your Age: Fourteen.
Other Characters:
Nickname: Ransom, Viper, Etc.
Age: Ageless.
Gender: Female
Grade: Teacher
Subject: Chinese I-IV.
Race: Shadow Dragon
Play-by: Tia Carrere.
Appearance:
Standing at five feet and nine inches tall, this woman is rather tall for her gender, nearly reaching six feet in height, which is usually just preserved for the men, as what is stereotyped to be 'appropriate'. Her frame is lean and slender from always bolting around and climbing trees like some sort of monkey, the thing about this female being that she can't sit still, she must find something to do, whether it be traveling all over the world, discovering new things, or just being curious of this now modernized world around her. Due to the fact that she isn't some model, and has muscles from her work, she isn't a petite sort of weight, she's more lean than anything, weighing in at almost one hundred and thirty pounds. Her skin is smooth and tanned, her heritage of a Filipino and Native American quite visible in the shape of her eyes and that of her natural flesh tone, a caramel shade that is unmarred by either sun or spots, yet it is almost always flecked with the soil of the ground, or leaves in her hair. She doesn't care very much for her appearance, quite tuned with the earth itself, that being the scenery that makes her in her prime of magic.Personality:
Her hair is long and thick, like that of her Native American side, never lacking in abundance, though it definitely requires quite a bit of work to keep it from looking unhealthy, its luscious nature unlike any other, probably from the herbal remedies only she and some other ancient females know of. It is naturally wavy, though sometimes she straightens it, making it reach past her waist, though she doesn't like to worry too much over those things, it just consumes too much of her time with the device and all. It is of a dark shade, a near ebony, like the midnight of a diurnal cycle, glistening beneath the sunlight, though she sometimes gets heated since it attracts too much heat from its color. Refined cheekbones draw up like she is of royalty, even though she was sort of considered a peasant in the ranks of the Shadow Dragons, more so a servant if anything, not worth much in the currency of their world. Lux's voids are of a chestnut-amber shade, quite bold against her medium dark skin, and it was what caused her to be accepted into the palace as a maid, for they inferred that she must have at least had one percent of regal blood.
If there is one thing you should know about this girl, it is that she can't be held down in dresses and fancy clothes made for women, even though she had adored the things as a child, for she needs something that she can easily move in, or hide her weapons in. Instead of a car like many own, she has a sleek onyx motorcycle, wearing black nearly all of the time in skin-tight suits for any opportunities she gets to derive information from them. You will probably never see her in heels, for she prefers her thick boots, and as a teacher, she is seen with all this badass attire on a daily basis, making some students rather shocked to see an educator in such clothing. Along with that, Lux doesn't really have a home, she prefers to camp out every day in the wilderness even though she has the money to buy herself a house, or even the dorms that the schools provides, but her excuse is that she loves to sit out by the fire and watch the stars. She also has a dog that she is connected with, a wolf dog hybrid named Ahanu, one that had been gifted to her last year to replace the Catahoula Leopard Dog she had owned.
Adventurous && Bold. Only curiosity is in the mind of this woman, for she wants to travel all over the world, from the United States to the ends of Japan, investigating all sorts of cultures and languages, she just can't get enough of anything, it's like she never wants to stay in one place for more than a few days. Her dream is to be able to get at least one relic or souvenir from every single nation she visits and add it to her growing collection, the only problem being that she doesn't actually have a home nor a shelf so that it is visible to the world, at least not yet. She keeps them all in a heavy chest that she places on the trunk that is attached to her motorcycle, taking it with her everywhere she goes, even though it sort of gets inconvenient at times, but it provides a good source of entertainment when she is trying to go to sleep. This woman is also quite bold, not feeling fear in the cavern in her chest when most do, she is willing to act upon what she believes in, though this gets her into trouble most of the time, especially when she had been a mere hatchling. Her bravery and loud mouth is like that of a lion, for she can stride into battle with a proud smile and even if she leaves with unpromising results, she considers it a win, for she had gained something from it. Experience. Words can always speak loud than others, but actions conquer all, and that is her main language, doing before she thinks, and that is probably why many don't see her as a proper bride for any man that wishes to marry her, for she will always be the adventurous lady wearing pants, rather than a dress.History:
Outgoing && Mysterious. This Shadow Dragon is usually the life of the party, dancing and talking with all her might, never losing an ounce of energy until she returns to her camp site, where she slumps down and slumbers until the break of dawn, to which she rises like a rooster once more. She can talk to a stranger like they are her best friend, get information out of them with just a flick of her hair and skills with talking, though perhaps one can assume that came from thousands upon thousands of years of practice, considering she had been created along with the rest of her race since the beginning of time. When she is in the company of people that she is comfortable with, those like her, the glittering of her eyes is obvious, though when they darken, you can assure yourself that she is most definitely not pleased. The last visible trait of this girl is that while she is quite open, she still maintains this mysterious air about herself, not really liking to speak about her past, other than those who already know about it, like Nocte, though that was only because of the fact that he is her best friend. The all black attire and motorcycle along with the collection of weapons helps along with this image as well, and she smirks when people question her about such unnecessary measures, for she just whips one out and sharpens it as she stares straight into their eyes, pretty much threatening them as she tells them exactly why she likes to have these around.
Lux was created at the beginning of time, along with a select population of other Shadow Dragons, practically the guardians of the earth under God's hands as he created all the other creatures, and she had been a mere hatchling, whilst her parents were shaped into their current structures. Their kind formed a hierarchy right from the start, with an economy and everything, and soon enough, all the dragons and supernaturals found their place in the world, this girl's family being rather poor when in terms of her species. To be able to make meet's ends, her mother sent her at a very young age to the royal family's house to serve as a dainty little maid despite her fiery and spicy attitude, the desire to crawl everywhere and explore, hating to be put in that frilly dress that shames her to this day. Her duties were mainly to just clean the immense palace and make sure no rats got into the kitchen when the chef was busy. The vixen was known throughout the castle because of the fact that she liked to sing whilst doing her chores, and that was why she managed to get through them like a storm against a forest, never paying heed to the fancy boys that liked to flirt with her as she got older, appearing to grow out into curves, outlined by those dresses they put on her, for the older she got, the tighter the clothing got, for apparently it was a way to show she was ready for marriage.Name: SilentCallings<3
At the physical age of what one could assume was her teenage years, perhaps the looks of a sixteen year old, a rather rowdy male, the son of a court mage had come up to her and groped her butt, to which she whirled around and punched him in the face, showing an example to the rest that she wasn't to be messed with. But her punishment, since a mere peasant couldn't lay a hand upon a royal? She was sentenced to the dungeon for three days, forgiven easily since she just had to bat her lashes and act all lonesome to the prison guards. When being released, she had caused quite the ruckus, running down the halls and tearing off her dress, acting like the tomboy she was, and in doing so, now barely in any clothes other than some very small shorts and a tank top, she had crashed into a lanky dragon. She tumbled to the ground, falling until the charmer held out his hand, helping her up despite her snort and statement that she could help herself, the male introducing himself as Nocte, the prince of the Shadow Dragons if she was remembering correctly. Of course it was expected that she was to courtesy and treat him with the utmost respect, though all the brunette did was stick out her tongue as she tossed a light punch at his shoulder, seeing no point in being all feminine and kind since she wasn't getting any pay out of this, her parents were, and so they could kiss the asses of the king and queen, she wanted to live her life in her own way.
Days of companionship turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, which turned into years, and their friendship had bonded more solidly than those who had been raised together, for Nocte and Lux were not two buddies, they were a single soul, knowing every single thing about one another despite their different lives. Centuries passed by without a notice, at least until the dragons went to war with one another, something having been triggered and a lifelong hatred was fueling, a plan was initiated by someone evil to destroy homes and loves. There entire world was burned down and destroyed, the Shadow Dragons eliminated by such cruel hands, leaving them with nothing, and what saddened her the most was that she couldn't say good bye to Nocte as she fled into the darkness, never looking back, perhaps crying for the first time as she remembered the eggs that he had produced with this mate, probably all crushed now, without a chance to do anything, the poor guy always had such luck, his mates dying and never really having any children, for they were all killed as well before he could truly meet them, and this had been his last chance, ripped from his grasps. Now out of hiding, the adventurous dame has a lifetime of experience and knowledge under her belt and his taken a job at CWH as a Chinese teacher, teaching them the language that she had learned during her twenty years studying in the Asian temples, those two decades more like days to her ageless soul. Though it didn't matter, she had to live with all this pain of memories of her exterminated race. Sometimes being the last Shadow Dragon hurts. However, her world was turned upside down when a few days later after having taken the job, she saw a familiar face, tackling him in the hall with one of her never forgotten manly tackles, only to practically bawl on the man she found again. Nocte. She nor he were the last, and to her surprise, his daughter had survived as well, and now she's practically inseparable from their group, always spoiling the darling with gifts and messing around with her best friend, and maybe for once, life was good.
Your Age: Fourteen.
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