<a class="postlink" href="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr268/Velkonsdarkness/Character%20Dolls/Aby.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Abbigail Winzer<br/>Age: 19 - 20<br/>Race: Vampire<br/>Trait: Daywalker<br/>Ability: Familiar; black cat<br/>Possition: Snobby Royal who needs a good kick in the ass<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr268/Velkonsdarkness/Character/SilvaGuru.jpg">[ img ]</a><a class="postlink" href="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr268/Velkonsdarkness/images.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Name: Silva Giro<br/>Age: 18 - 19<br/>Race: Werecat - Ocelot<br/>Ability: Able to make any handled object out of a special handle made of rose wood, he rarely leaves it unless he doesn't want anyone to touch it.<br/>Possition: Slave<br/><br/><br/>-:+:-<br/><br/><br/><br/>All by the time by herself she had been here at the boarding school she grew to be even more of a snob thanks to her popularity. When she was finally away she would gladly never see it again. Aby sat reading up in her room inside the large two story house she had bought a while ago to live in. Soon she heard a ring and wandered downstairs with her black fluffy lap dog and opened the door to see a man with a clip board, "What?"<br/>"I have a box for you." she moved aside and let the man in and pointed to the large living room and scribbled her name, "Who sent it?" he shrugged and left after wards and she growled slamin the door. She walked into the livign room and pulled off the note on the side as her pomeranian yipped and barked, she began to read it. Read it aloud, "Dear child, this is you lovable daddy.<br/>I sent ou this package and I do hope it catches your eyes!<br/>No opening it till midnight on the day you get it, or I'll get your dog to bark all meanie like.<br/>No kidding, don't open it till then. Its a miss-you present.<br/>Loves daddy Barnaby."<br/>She rolled her eyes and growled stomping her foot making her dog skamper away yelping. She growled and sat in a chair starign at it and grabbed an old torn up book. She ripped pages out and folded them into animal shapes. This lasted for three hours and soon the area begind her was a mound of oragami birds, elephants, flowers, and other critters. She sighed and looked to the clock. 2PM, she wailed and fell to the floor and growled. Her dog, Lalliet, growled and pawed her face. She and the fluffy critter got into a fight as she was trying to pass the time but she was loosing patience. With a growl the girl began to pace around it and shifted into a little skip, "WHY MUST I WAIT!!" She growled flailing her arms before plopping into a chair and rolled to lay upsidedown. Soon she fell asleep from boredum.<br/><br/>:+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+::+:<br/><br/>After all the years he had been there not many wanted a Werecat for a slave, especially a rather handsome one. He sat in a room tugging at his Rose wood handle and sighed, there had to be someone who wanted him. The others waiting for a master or mistress or something were workign and tending to their things while he was actually trying to make the place decent. They screwed it up, With a sigh he quit even trying to clean but he played around with the handle again as he paced around, he looked to the window and moved over by it with a little mewl, "I am not picked at all... I am a cat... all they want is somethign tame. I fight and argue... This will be hard to feat..." he muttered before someone called him and five others into a room. He was one of the picks again but he knew what would happen. It walways did, no one wanted a long darkhaired, golden eyed, cat. He wanted out of here, permanently. He sighed and sat down, the rose handle was hiden from sight in his jacket. He hoped today would change. That he would be chosen. But the day normally never granted him a wish like that.