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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Hybrid</span></div><div style="border-right: 1px solid #ab00de;
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">Isiah (</span><a class="username" data-user-id="9086" data-username="Jenamos" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9086/">Jenamos</a><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(255, 255, 255)">)</span></div><div style="border-right: 1px solid #ab00de;
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de"><b><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 22px">I</span></span></b></span>t wasn't a surprise to find Jesus dead asleep in his new comfy bed at such a late time in the afternoon. It was as if this man hadn't felt a bed in years... more like in his entire life. Sadly in Jesus' case, this statement is very much the truth. Before Isiah kindly let the vampire-witch live in his home... rent free, the young man was sleeping in trash cans and on the streets. It's only been two weeks and Jesus has really gotten the hang of sleeping in a big ass bed; he never wants to go back to cold metal cylinders again.<br/>
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<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de"><span style="font-size: 22px"><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'">Y</span></span></span></b>awning and turning face up out of his bed, hair a mess the young vamp-witch sat up and yawned once again. Shaking his head one more time and grinning to himself; peacefully sliding from under the comfy covers. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de">"Man... Isiah really knows how to treat a guy, doesn't he?"</span> Patting the back of his kitty, Zo-Zo's head. Jesus went everywhere with Zo-Zo and luckily Isiah let both stray animals stay in his large home, with not much problems. If Zo-Zo wasn't welcomed, Jesus would have never stayed. Giving a final stretch, Jesus got out of his bed and walked over to his personal shower. Yes, he even had a personal shower. Awesome, right?!<br/>
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<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de"><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 22px">A</span></span></span></b>fter taking a quick shower and getting dressed, the young man went to pick up his phone. That's right... he even has a brand new phone! Getting a notification about the Magi Moore and the Halloween Celebration for Magi Orphans. The ever present smile on Jesus' face flipped into a frown for a few seconds. He was a Magi Orphan and thinking about others like him didn't make him happy. Knowing there were more kids and young adults, lost and naïve about who they were and what they were... it made Jesus feel bad about himself more than ever. Putting his phone in his pocket; trying to forget the whole thing and get back to his happy-go-lucky self again. Placing Zo-Zo's food in his bowl; giving his kitty one more pat before walking out of his room.<br/>
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<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de"><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 22px">H</span></span></span></b>e didn't have to wait to hear a voice calling him into the kitchen. Because he could already smell the glorious aroma all the way up the stairs. Yet, hearing Isiah's familiar voice made him perk up again. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de">"Coming!"</span> Not looking before he stepped down the stairs... still getting use to all these damn stairs. Thus, Jesus came tumbling down the flight of stairs; only to be protected from major injuries by the shadows, blocking the final stair from cracking his back. They then bounced him into the kitchen. Flinging him across from Isiah with the force of a jet engine. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de">"Thanks."</span> Speaking to the "shadows" as Jesus didn't really understand how his shadow tendrils are connected to his emotions... and are on high alert when he/they sense danger.<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de">"<b><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 22px">I</span></span></b>siah! You're back!"</span> Moving to the other side of the island to bear hug his "father" figure. "I missed you, like A LOT." Placing the smaller male back down in his seat; before taking his own across the island table. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de">"Sooo... how'd your trip go? Do anything fun? Find any hot guys?"</span> Winking and grinning; as he took a bite of the steak. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de">"... you know I like my steak well done... urghhhh." </span> Talking and groaning with his mouth full of rear meat. Jesus had just discovered his vampire side a few months ago and was still struggling with not just the taste of blood but even the sight of blood made him dizzy sometimes.<br/>
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<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ab00de"><span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 22px">T</span></span></span></b>his young vampire-witch was truly lost and with the help of Isiah and others, he'd hopefully find himself one day soon. You can only be lost for soo long before you're never found unfortunately.<br/>
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