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Created and written by Elviae

 

[~Elviae~]

"Love and respect are two different things."

My Mummy calls me:___
Victoria Salvitore

You can call me:___
Vicky, Sally, Tori

I was born a:___
Female

My experience spans:___
17 years

My Daddy was a:___
Psychic (The Blood)

I’m not cute:___
Height: 5’4”
Weight: 115 lb
Hair: Black/Crimson
Eyes: Brown/Crimson
Victoria is not cute, though her brothers tend to tease her with this description. In fact, her appearance is quite unusual and attracts more than a couple of strange looks when she goes about her business. She was quick to leave her hometown, where she was viewed as something just a little witchlike and demonic. This view is based on the eerie crimson glow of her black hair and brown eyes in direct sunlight. She has a tendency to crop her hair short and wear it in stylish spikes and is quite often seen with differing henna tattoos covering her arms and back. She wears loose fitting clothes on her athletic frame, accessorised with bangles and rings that tend to c***k and chime when she moves. Those who know her refer to her as the ‘gypsy’ girl, despite the fact that she doesn’t in the least have that kind of mindset.

I vote for:___
Undecided

Sometimes people like me:___
Victoria had a very strange childhood and so has grown up to be a very strange girl. She’s almost impossibly bright, cheery and childlike. Her innocence could often be mistaken for stupidity. But at certain times, when the situation calls for it, she performs quite astounding mental age jumps that can confuse and confound those she’s interacting with. As a result it is hard for her to keep friends for very long and though she loves company, ends up spending a lot of time alone. She not afraid of being honest and this, of not anything else gets her into trouble.
She tends to be mercurial and changes her behaviour as best she can to suit her situation. And while her happiness can seem ridiculously over the top, her darker emotions, such as anger can be explosive enough to match it. Though it’s hard to make her angry to begin with, it is certainly something worth avoiding as she is also very good at holding grudges.

It’s all about the past:___
Victoria was raised along with two siblings on a farmstead in the country. Her family has money to burn and this shows in her rather frivolous manner. They were a tight knit family who worked the farm and ran several small businesses in the township nearby. While she got along with everyone, her two most favourite people were her eldest brother and her father who always had time for her childish pranks and whims and never seemed to tire of her boundless energy. She was nurtured and treasured in her family and her childhood would have been considered something of dreams.
Her background is not without tragedy however. When she was 12 years old, her eldest brother Damon, became sick with an unknown disease and died not long after. As the favoured son, heir to the property and all round golden boy, Victoria’s father was devastated with the loss and in the years to come never quite regained his loving warmth. As her father withdrew, so her mother also weathered away, becoming quiet and haggard in a very short time. Anton, the middle child and the remaining son became the heir and quickly had to take over the management of the family affairs. Nobody had any time for little Victoria anymore and she found herself alone on most days, entertaining herself, training and studying. She grew up quickly in this dark time and her mind became a little muddled and odd. As a result she may act like a 10 year old child one moment and suddenly be a 25 year old adult in the next.

She was taught extensively the rules and regulations to her power, as well as her people’s code of honour, ethics and court protocol. These lessons she soaked up at her father’s knee when he was still able to give her his time. When she heard of this school she jumped at the chance to be away and see a little of the world outside the dark depressive bubble the Salvitore’s sealed themselves in. It was all her mother could do to let her go, with encouragement from Anton after Victoria’s father refused to listen to reason. Still broken up over his eldest son’s death he saw this as losing yet another child, not realising that keeping her there would probably have an even worse affect. Anton, angered by his father’s brooding and his mother’s inability to stand up to him, took Victoria himself in the middle of the night and spirited her away secretly, making sure she got a chance at the life she deserved.

To strike and defend I carry:___
A Birthright Green Jewel

The material things:___
None

Abra kadabra alakazam:___
Only one aspect of her family has been left unexplained. They are of a race of people called the Blood. They are a sect of witches and warlords that derive their power wholly in the form of psychic ability. There are different levels of mental strength, and these are indicated by Jewel colours. The darker the Jewel one wears, the deeper their psychic ability as more power can be stored inside their respective Jewel. They are gifted with a Birthright Jewel when they turn seven and are given the opportunity to deepen their power at a coming of age ceremony called The Offering. They may descend up to three Jewel ranks during this time, making them stronger. As the Blood, they practise the Craft, using their psychic abilities in a lot of everyday endeavours. Their capabilities extend from setting up psychic shields to telekinesis, reading minds, vanishing objects, mounting mental attacks that can instantly kill foes, levitation and even transportation along magical ley lines called Webs. The possibilities are endless and new adaptations can always be created to suit situations.

Character Weakness/Flaws:___
Victoria is very quick to trust and this most of all is detrimental to her safety. But she is also uneasy in the dark and is also prone to the cute and cuddly.

They like me:___
- King Kai (N.A.T.A)
"Isn't he cute? He's like my big brother!"

They hate me:___
- Sly Xanthe (~Elviae~)
"Why is she so mean?"

He loves me:___
"Uhh, heh... *blush*"

I live here:___
Dorm Twenty  

[~Elviae~]

“You looking at me? So you should be.”

My documents say:___

Sly Xanthe
But they call me:___

Slaxy, Cobra, Rogue, Xanthe
It’s obvious I’m a:___

Female
I’m a veteran:___

18 years
You can’t beat me:___

Elemental
On your knees:___

Height: 5’10”
Weight: 125 lb
Hair: Golden Blonde
Eyes: Aquamarine/Turquoise
Sly is often thought of as a blonde bombshell. She has beauty, but not in a dignified, classical way, rather a more contemporary club dancer or street harlot. She has long golden blonde hair that reaches just below her shoulder blades and is razor straight. Her eyes, though often concealed behind a favourite blue cap, are a strange and other worldly aquamarine colour. Her clothes are usually simple, with no unnecessary decoration or extensions that she could potentially stumble over while executing an operation. More likely than not, a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt that had been stolen from a local store.

A very integral part of her beauty comes from the way she moves. She tends to be predatorily graceful, even when she’s relaxed and unless she wishes not to be. The way she has grown up has made her body lithe and muscular, almost sinewy, and it is this barely disguised strength that makes her mesmerizing when she wants to be.

She stands at five feet and ten inches, tall for woman, and her skin is healthily tanned due to the amount of time she spends outdoors.
I work for:___

Nobody
You’ll be more careful when you realise I’m not tame:___

Sly has a rough and ready personality that never fails to grate even the most stoic of characters. She is extremely uncouth and rude, as she has not spent much time within decent society to have learned otherwise. She says what she feels, even though the occasion dictates that that is the most dangerous thing to do. Her language is appalling, consisting mainly of rough street slang and a funny drawl that makes her speech difficult to understand at times.

She tends to not care what most others think of what she is and what she does, though she shows a lot of care and attention where her reputation is concerned. It rubs her the wrong way when her honour is challenged, or when her strength is challenged. She becomes remarkably stubborn if pushed too hard and she’s very quick to get angry and frustrated. This being the case, she is prone to temper tantrums and has extremely violent tendencies.

Despite her strong, almost undisguisable personality traits, one of her talents is lying. She has no qualms with sinning in any form and she is ridiculously good at it. She is a master of deception and has a cunning mind to match, even though it seems that her intelligence is overshadowed by her trigger happy reactions. Her forked tongue has earned her the nickname “The Cobra” and her mastery of the thieving profession has her known as “The Rogue”, and those nicknames are not always used in good favour either.

Quite often Sly finds herself in a lot of trouble because of her fearless nature and overconfidence. Cocky as she is, she’s deathly afraid of dark, enclosed spaces and deep water. Being faced with either would crack her tough exterior. She rarely, if ever, cries and it is rare to see a genuine smile, rather than smirks and wicked grins.

It is not easy to make her laugh either, her sense of humour being rather dry. She makes a lot of sarcastic comments and witty remarks and has an appreciation for the ironic. She can’t resist a challenge, even when the challenge is clearly too much for her to handle. She's not very sociable and tends to have an inflated view of herself.
It’s all about the past:___

Sly was brought up from a young age in a city slum by a master thief named Xanthe. As a result she was put under rigorous training regiments that taught her to be very good at getting into places she wasn’t meant to be, and take things without being noticed. Xanthe died of old age however when she was fifteen and she made her own way by stealing what she needed to survive. She took on jobs with various crime syndicates every now and again, keeping her skills sharp and her pockets full.

When she turned sixteen, her elemental powers began to present themselves, and around this time she also received her letter to the school. As there was nothing holding her where she was, she decided to go anyway. As it stands, she has very little control over her element and it tends to spark out of control when she’s feeling extreme emotions.
Don’t mess with me:___

Twin Daggers
Possessions are everything:___

Lockpick and a blue baseball cap.
There’s a reason why I’m here:___

Sly has control of electricity. She can summon and manipulate it. The stronger her emotions, the more power she can channel.
You wouldn’t catch me doing this:___

Sly can be very cocky, and this can be used to ones advantage. She shies away from dark places adn she angers very easily.
Perhaps there are some that I like:___

None as of yet.
If it wasn’t so messy, these people would be dead:___

- Aleck Ever (Time_is_Midnight)
"Get OVA yerself ya uptight snot. I should give yer a jolt up tha arse, tha metal rod tha's already up there would prolly conduct it."
- King Kai (N.A.T.A)
"What's yer deal? Ya some kinda big 'ero? God I hate try-hards."
- Victoria Salvitore (~Elviae~)
"Yer kiddin' me righ'? Miss cheery pint-sized uber powers? Get a f$#@ing clue!"
I stop everything for him:___

Are you kidding?
I crash here: ___

Dorm Twenty-three
I dance to only one tune:___

Aphrodisiac – Brandy  

[~Elviae~]

“There is a thin line between love and hate. And neither is less violent.”

At heaven’s gates they’ll call me:___

Coeyl Dysis
But there’s no need for that here:___

Coeyl, Dye, CD (Yeah, very funny guys)
My gender defines me:___

Male
While my years make me wise:___

18 years
My lineage is by no means noble:___

Descended Angel. (NOT a Fallen. There is a difference)
But it does decide how I’m to look:___

Height: 6’ 1”
Weight: 156 lb
Hair: Black
Eyes: Green
Coeyl is often described as tall dark and handsome. He has a classical straight nose and a strong jaw. His skin if fair and is framed quite flatteringly with his dark, unkempt hair. He has trouble keeping his hair out of his eyes, but the problem has become so habitual that it doesn’t even bother him anymore. There is a peaceful cast to his chiselled features that just seems to put those around him at ease. His eyes are an oak leaf green, a legacy his father left him, though he had never met him.

Contrary to what his bloodline might be called, he has no wings of his own. He appears as human as anyone on the street. He wears black leather jackets and jeans, dress trousers and collared shirts. His mode of dress reflects a positive self image and is never too provoking or strong. Most of the time he likes to blend into the background and so his appearance reflects that. He has a crooked smile that is more often than not curving his lips and negative emotions are hardly, if ever displayed on his aristocratic face.
There is alignment to my actions:___

Undetermined
And they define the person I’ve become:___

Most people find that Coeyl has a soothing, peaceful presence, and a lot of troubled people seek him out. Some tell him their problems and ask for advice, others are happy to simply sit by him for a few hours, either way, it seems to put their troubled minds at ease. While he’s happy to sit back adn observe the goings on around him, he often finds himself helping out those who need it. He’s drawn to those in trouble like moth to a flame and this is part of his lineage. Majority of the time he is the kind of mysterious guy that sits under a willow tree writing deep poetry and looking thoughtful.

He is by no means emo or overly emotional, at least in the negative sense. In fact, if he ever feels like he needs to vent, he’s more likely to keep these feelings to himself. While this can be good for other people it is potentially damaging to him. Nothing has come of it as of yet, but there is always a possibility that one day something will tip him over the edge, and it’s never quite clear how thing will turn out if it does. He has a sense of humour that isn’t clearly defined. He may find things amusing that others have to wrinkle their noses at, but most of the time it’s quite harmless. He likes the company of younger people, though he’s quite happy to spend time with anyone who wants or needs his company. He got used to the strange visits very early in his life.
You want to know about my life:___

Coeyl was brought up by his mother and never knew his father. This wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. His mother never held any ill will toward him and encouraged Coeyl to do the same. As he had nothing but absolute love and respect for her, he did as she bade. According to her, his father looked a lot like him, and he suspected the reason they were parted was not of their own doing but due to forces beyond their control. He often caught his mother daydreaming as he grew up and he had reason to believe that his parents were soul mates, even if they couldn’t be together physically.

He grew up well, performing quite satisfactorily at school, until he was admitted to the Academy. His mother encouraged him to go, believing that he had the potential to do something great with his life. And while he was apprehensive about leaving her alone, again, did as she wished.
And the things that make me unapproachable:___

Coeyl is not one to fight, and so owns no weapons to speak of. Most find his ill will hurtful enough, but if it isn’t enough, he’s quite handy with his fists.
Material things are so inconsequential:___

A guitar and an old skateboard that he doesn’t use anymore. Most of the time he’s seen with a notebook and a pen.
When compared to my reason for being:___

Coeyl has an uncanny ability for music and can easily affect the emotions of the people around him when he plays, sings or even hums.
I try to hide my downfalls:___

The way he bottles up his negative emotions can never be considered healthy. He also has a weakness for those who appear to need help and it’s quite easy to deceive him.
But these people forgive me for them:___

None as of yet.
These ones... aren’t so tolerant:___

None.
There is nothing I wouldn’t do for her:___

Ha, not quite yet.
Come and visit me sometime: ___

Dorm room 1
The song I can’t stop playing:___

If Everyone Cared - Nickleback