-{Ƭαιηтє∂ Ʀσѕє Ơяρнαηαgє}- .:Fantasy RP:.

[Fallen434]

(Jessica and luca can talk to eachother when we get accepted?)

[Nawratus]

(okay.)

[Alpha*]

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ɴαмe:Malone Star Kur
αgє: 17
gєη∂єя:Female
ѕρєcιєѕ: Unidentified (part bat and part human and part mimic)
нιѕтσяу: Malone just came into her powers. She always knew she was different by the wings and the lust for blood, by the way the adults would draw their children away. Raised by a mother who was purely human and never knowing of her father she is trying to be a better thing than some of the beasts that are around. She has killed, and will again. Night is the easyest time for her.
ρєяѕσηαℓιту:Malone is sweet and loyal but utterly cold when it comes to people. She likes to fight and to dance. She has always wanted to be a ballerina or an artist. Unfortunately, no-one wants to see or pay for something like her, or what she makes. She was run out of towns, her mother has died. Meet her, this girl is mushy on the inside and hard on the outside. Can you get to her heart, past her layers?
You may add and edit this form as you please.
Descriprion: She has alburn hair and green eyes. Is only 4'2''and about 90 lbs, freckles, pale, upturned nose, pixi-like, long curly hair
You can be a visitor or orphan, and almost any species. Just ask me first!

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Morag notes the tapping of someone's foot. He smiles slightly to himself, it is more of the curving upward and slight parting of his of his lips though. He spares a glance at his note-book and realizes at the pause he is out of things to play in that song. So he lowers the instrument and clears his throat self-consiously with a swallow. "I havnt finnished the song...but um...thats all there is."

[Nawratus]

"It is beautiful. A beautiful piece indeed. You are so good at playing." Clarity said with a clap, and smile.

[Alpha*]

Unsure a quiet, "Thank you." is uttered. Morag swallows and casts a glance over Clarissa and Clarity and then to Seraphina. She was safe...er.. Mor gently lays the viola aside. "Might I...Might I...have your name?" he asks quietly, stareing at the floor.

[Nawratus]

"Clarity Evans at your service." Clarity said with a small bow, and smiled. "You must be Morag? Is that right? I've heard of you, but never got he chance to meet you." she said,and smiled, watching him stare at the floor. She knew how quiet, and shy people were. She was shy herself when it came to boys, or anyone outside form the orphanage.

[Alpha*]

"T-thats right Miss Clarity. I'm Morag MourningStar." a pause; "Y-ou've heard of me?" an inquiry accompanied by the flush on his cheeks. Morag swallows and shifts on his feet. "Why?" eyebrows are raised. Curiosity is bound to kill him one day.

[Nawratus]

"Well I've been here awhile, and lots of people talk about your music. And now I finally met the musician they have been talking about." Clarity said, and smiled.

[Alpha*]

Morag shakes his head, "I've only been here...in the orphanage...since late last night... or do you mean in the last 168 years?" confusion. A quiet smile at the floor again, his boots. A glance cast over his shoulder at Sera.

[Nawratus]

"I've been alive for a one time, so 168 years is what I mean. I have been reincarnated many times, and I've heard of you many many times.... Do you ever remember a girl from the late 1800's that came to you in seek of something to interest her. You played her a song on an instrument, that I can't remember what it was called. She loved it so much she gave a golden crest necklace. It represented beauty,and music plus confidence." She said, and smiled.