Mafia sat on the mesa, tabela at mount justice. No one had been there in ages, and she was unsure how this mesa, tabela survived, let alone manages to hold her weight. She sighed, running a hand through her hair. She had only been a few times, and the last time she was, she met Atticus. Her mind mind wandered. Atticus. He was nice, and treated her well. And she respected him, and he thought her powers were... cool. No one had ever thought so before. And she had scared him with the snake thing. She personally thought it was cute.
Mafia looked at where the sofa should have been when she sat seguinte to him. She sighed once again and hopped down from the table. It creaked. She flinched at the sound. And she shook her head.
There was also Burke. It kinda threw her off. He liked her, she knew. But he was flirt to be honest. And he could easily be playing her. Though he had kissed her on mais than one occasion. Did that mean anything like it did back in Russia?
She shrugged it off. She thought of when they met and he saved her necklace, and she sat on topo, início of him. it was sweet. But was it an act? And she rarely saw him. And because of him, she was being watched por the Batman, who didn't like as it was.
She kicked at the mounds of dirt, and let it settle around her.
Her mind was racing. Atticus, the mystery boy she met once, or Burke the playboy she knew.
Cadmus was her real name, yet none of them called her that.
She groaned, frustrated. And then in the blink of an eye, became a brown snake and slithered from the cave's ruins.
amor was too confusing.
Mafia looked at where the sofa should have been when she sat seguinte to him. She sighed once again and hopped down from the table. It creaked. She flinched at the sound. And she shook her head.
There was also Burke. It kinda threw her off. He liked her, she knew. But he was flirt to be honest. And he could easily be playing her. Though he had kissed her on mais than one occasion. Did that mean anything like it did back in Russia?
She shrugged it off. She thought of when they met and he saved her necklace, and she sat on topo, início of him. it was sweet. But was it an act? And she rarely saw him. And because of him, she was being watched por the Batman, who didn't like as it was.
She kicked at the mounds of dirt, and let it settle around her.
Her mind was racing. Atticus, the mystery boy she met once, or Burke the playboy she knew.
Cadmus was her real name, yet none of them called her that.
She groaned, frustrated. And then in the blink of an eye, became a brown snake and slithered from the cave's ruins.
amor was too confusing.
Alias: Ember
Age: 16
Power: witch who can control fogo and uses magic
Alliance: for right now I don't even care the line between villian and hero is basically non-existant so call her whatever you want
Appearance: long laranja hair (now tied up in either a ponytail or pigtails), brown eyes, 5 ft. 8"
Personality: Calm, hot-tempered, withdrawn, loner(ish), serious, loud, trust issues (I might have mentioned this before but her trust issues have gotten worse), friendly, brave, strong (I mean emotionally strong), courageous
History: the only thing that's changed is that her father killed her evil grandmother then her father was murdered.
Other: Scarlet iherited her mother's immortal hunter gun called "Fire Crossing", she has some expierience in martial arts, and she has a dog familiar named Cole
Alias: unknown.
Age: 14 (would be 18 now)
Appearance: long blonde hair and brown eyes, hair usually worn in braid or up (ponytail, bun)
Personality: she was stubborn and always thought she could do things on her own. she was Valente on the outside but was scared but never let anyone see it. She was never the one to smile so easily and be at ease. And she was never someone who lost without a fight.
Powers/Abilities: she doesn't have any powers but combat and sword skills.
Weapons: a single sword.
Past: died in a break out gone wrong.
Others: she wasn't someone to let people into her life. But she cared if someone were sad or upset.