1x1 Roleplay (~•Ghost•~ and Daisy Lily)

[Never & Rush]

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Hope that's good enough. If I missed anything I'll add it, just let me know.

[The Plague Doctor]

Name: Onyx Wild Wolf
Picture/Description: 5'8" tall, slender, muscular, fair skin, and fine features. Has wavy black hair down to her waist, and brilliant golden eyes. Tends to wear black.
Age: 17
Race: Shadowhunter
Personality: Very kind to those with good character, but cold and strict with people who don't treat others as she thinks they should. Will always protect the underdog, and loves any info she can get. She is a very fierce warrior in battle, but kind for the most part when not.
History: Her parents were killed by a vampire a year ago, and had to learn to fight faster than normal. She despises vampires, and avoids them at all costs.
Other: Likes to use a bow and arrow more than any other weapon. She is close friends with Isabelle.

Name: Xander Ash
Picture/Description: 5'10" tall, thin and lanky, moderately tan, and strong features. Has shaggy blond hair that is a little long, but not much. Has unusual silver/grey eyes.
Age: 18
Race: Werewolf
Personality: Quiet, and always on the outskirts. Doesn't trust easily, and doesn't like most people. Tends to be fierce and cold.
History: (Optional) unknown
Other: none

[Never & Rush]

Name: Keirce Grey
Picture/Description: Keirce has long red hair to her waist and pale skin that is covered in freckles. She has green eyes and has a scar along her upper right arm.
Age: 16
Race: Shadowhunter
Personality: Keirce is a little eccentric and hyper. Sometimes she takes that energy and turns it into violence though and lashes out at people for no reason. She is prone to having mood swings.
History: Keirce grew up with her dad. Her mom had been killed by a demon during an attack. Her father was killed two years ago when they both were on a raid. A demon got Keirce in the arm, causing a cut she couldn't seem to fully heal, even with an iratze (sp?). Her dad was killed while she was trying to fix the cut.
Other: She is handy with swords, and takes a huge disliking to demons. More than most other Shadowhunters.


Name: Jake Welch
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Age: 17
Race: Shadowhunter in denial. :3
Personality: Jake is usually open minded and very observant. He is alert all of the time and is not very calm. He is always waiting for something to happen, so that he can fight and help. Jake has an issue with being to serious, but he has been known to act fairly mature every now and again.
History: Jake grew up in L.A. near Keirce. both were trained together, even though Jake was older. His family left the Shadowhunter society after a dispute between his parents and some of the higher officials. He has stayed by his parents side and is not considering himself a Shadowhunter, even though he has all of the skills and knowledge of one.
Other: On of Keirce's oldest friends. They go way back to when they were little kids.

[Never & Rush]

Keirce held a slender sword in her hands, twirling it with ease. She set it down, satisfied with her handwork. The room she was in was comfy, small and bright with a small soft bed in the middle. She flopped down onto the bed, her legs dangling of the side, and closed her eyes. In the back of her head was a rocking sensation. She knew perfectly well nothing was rocking in the room or around her. Keirce decided that ignoring it would be best and set off to find something to do, she slipped out of her room and into the hallway.

Connor walked out the front door of his house, automatically putting the earbuds to his Ipod in his ears. He turned it up, drowning out the world. He was on his way into town, only because he was forced to. He passed by the old curch that no one used anymore, "Why don't they take it down?" he asked himself quietly.

[The Plague Doctor]

Onyx walked down the street, her hood over her head. She kept her eyes cast down, and didn't realise anyone was on the street until she ran into a guy with earbuds. He had paused in front of the Institute, for some reason. She glared up at hi mfrom the ground. "Watch it!" she then sighed. "Sorry, I'm in bad spirits today, guess it wasn't your fault. Hey, why are you standing there anyway?" a breeze swirled around her, blowing her long black hair in front of her face, and she irritably brushed it away. She had carefully used a glamour, so the only thing that would stick out would be her brilliant golden eyes. People tended to be unerved by them, even when they didn't know what she could do with a weapon.

[Never & Rush]

"Nothin' looking at the beat-up junk church" Connor replied, his voice scratchy. He looked up and then blinked, confused by her golden eyes. "What's with, never mind" he muttered, starting to walk away.

[The Plague Doctor]

Onyx sighed, and said "Just ask it." She crossed her arms, and waited. People always asked about the eyes. She wondered vaguely who this Mundane was, but then shrugged it off. He had a simple life, compared with a Shadowhunter's.

[Never & Rush]

"Nice eyes, bet you've creeped some people out with 'em" Was all Connor said. He stood with his hands in his jacket pockets, waiting to see what this girl with weird eyes would say. He squinted slightly, trying to see if her eyes were a joke.

[The Plague Doctor]

Onyx's mouth quirked up into a smirk. "Yep. That's the advantage of weird. Especially my version of weird." She looked at the kid. He kept squinting at her eyes, so she answered his unspoken question. "And yes, they're real." she looked at the "church, seeing if anyone was about. Movement by her leg startled her. She glared down at the cat, it's huge green eyes not fooling her.

[Never & Rush]

"Where did that thing come from?" Connor asked, he was confused with himself. He nevver talked this much to anyone he knew, let alone a stranger. He was so confused he started to walk away, wishing to sort out his confusion in silence, all this was pushed to the back of his mind as he ran right into someone. Connor was so startled, he was usually able to avoid running into others.