Thread: For Whom the Darkness Parts [Med/Fant roleplay. OOC]

Re For Whom the Darkness Parts Literate MedFant roleplay. t h e BASICSlistulistulistulistulistulistu SAY IT WITH ME ? Lucrecia Airas Faeyt ALSO KNOWN AS ? Lucy IN NUMBERS ? Flowers wilt so quickly but I am f o r e v e r young - 24 ISN'T IT OBVIOUS ? Only females can be considered a p rincess GIMME SOME OF THAT ? Men? Women? I care not w h a t their g e nder may be , as long as they are not freaks. SNEAK A PEEK ? Are you willing? BRINGING SEXY BACK ? The most memorable pair of eyes play peak-a-boo with soft lashes, innocent and wide, the cobalt orbs are set in a naive face. Every curving cheek or sloping jaw line shows signs of her complex nature, the column of her frail neck and childlike face contributes to the misconception that she is young, naive. Her long, trailing tresses are a caramel brown are of a fine, soft consistency. The airy strands are rarely left tumbling down, curling around her face and gentle curve of shoulder. Lucrecia loves playing with her hair it is a habit, like that of biting ones nails or tugging at sleeves. The softness against her finger pads comforts her. The softly waving cascade of dark locks are just a few inches short of brushing against her hips, and possesses the mischievous tendency of snagging or getting themselves caught in the strangest places. Her long hair is soft and silky, the sort of softness that seems almost dream-like and encourages lookers to walk up and bury their face against the cloud-like softness and smooth line of neck. With long limbs and masterful control over her body expression and movement, Lucrecia is perfect for melee combat. Bright, pale blue eyes peer from below her slow arch of eyebrows. Her gaze seems to see right through any pretenses and find something in you waiting for her skillful hand to help it flourish. Her tall, willowy figure should be awkward or domineering among a crowd, especially considering the average height of her ethnicity and gender, but the slender limbs and meek bearing seems to shrink her height. Her limbs are balanced with shy whispers of avian delicacy, long, graceful legs a dancer could only wish for, nimble fingers elegant, perfect for knife throwing, and a low, fluid voice that holds traces of a soft and wild accent. Lucrecia prefers slightly more comfortable clothes, jackets, coats... and caps tend large part of her contemporary wardrobe, ergo she tends to stick to more independent clothing designed to please her, out of fashion belts finding themselves strapped across sensual hips and slightly clich boots clicking joyously on concrete. In short, Lucrecia can be incredibly, indescribably, and crushingly beautiful. d e e p e r LOOKlistulistulistulistulistulistu UNDERNEATH THE LAYERS ? ?refined Lucrecia has always been the one to be rational and calm when danger arises. If there was a fire breaking lose in the kitchen it would be her that could solve the problem without getting nervous. Of course this trait only rears its head up when it just involves her. If it doesn??t involve her, she will tend to just flick the matter aside and tend to her own merriments. So don??t expect her to save you from your burning kitchen. After all why should she care? If you get burned in the kitchen it??s not like she??s going to sob and feel guilty. She is in no way your knight in shining armor. When harsh words comes her way from another or she doesn??t get her way, she will remain calm and undisturbed. It takes quite a lot to shake her self control or trigger her temper. It is probably because of that that irks people to no end. There just is no way to make Lucrecia lose her temper. However, don??t be fooled because she actually does show her anger but she has learned how to mask it. She expresses immense boredom, as if nothing interesting is going on, to hide her anger when the situation rises. It??s a great way to become the winner in the end and never once has she lost against another. ?aggressive She is a being who seems to constantly be brimming with energy and life. She does nothing without the help of her great driving energy towards a certain goal. However, it is because of this unlimited source of energy does her aggressive nature peek its head out. Born to be competitive and accomplish everything in the name of victory and such, she has become mightily aggressive. She is aggressive in her drive to succeed, willing to do whatever is possible to continue to climb up that ladder of success. If she has to bully another to step down from their position or even goes as far as fighting, than she will be more than glad to do so. Her aggressive behavior is constantly on display, especially when she is in one of her moods. She can be seen spewing out vulgar words, harassing others, physically hurting another and playing downright dirty to get her way when no one is looking. There is no way she is going to lose, and if playing the bad guy in life gets her where she wants and these freaks out of here then so be it. You would think everyone would hate her guts, but that??s where you are wrong. With her good looks, charismatic and twisting words, and her warm smile she is forgiven by all. Soon it has come to a point where everyone is used to her behavior, easily able to ignore it and instead relish in Lucrecia??s accomplished self, or so she believes. WHAT HAS SHAPED ME ? Lucrecia's life hasn't been an easy one. Her mother died giving birth to her, and her father didn't outlive her long. She was sold to slavers when she was three. They thought they could sell her because she was cute. If no one would buy a child, they would keep her until she was old enough to be sold. She lived with the slavers until she was seven years old. They were traveling from one city to another with their carts where attacked by bandits. Lucrecia was kidnapped and hauled away. It turned out they weren't bandits, just a small group of mercenaries, they had planned to sell her to another Slaver, but her ferocity wowed them and they took her in. They taught her all she knows of weaponry and combat. She quickly learned to take care of herself in a place where if bones weren't broken and blood wasn't gushing, no one cared. The small troupe became her family and she stayed with them until she decided to strike out on her own when she was eighteen. MY THOUGHTS ? I keep my opinions to myself. Life is difficult enough without the Gods meddlings in it. But they will meddle. All we humans can do is hope they tire of their meddling soon and leave us alone! YES PLEASE ? booze men booze fighting booze men booze NO THANK YOU ? women nobles hypocrites cowards GUT WRENCHING ? heights ENJOYING ? fighting earning gold staying alive e t c ETClistulistulistulistulistulistu HACK SLASH ? A longsword, several daggers and throwing knives hidden on her person, and a sharp tongue. TUNE IN ? Baby , I know you love it when I'm c r u e l COLOR ME ? Steel Blue and Dim Grey PUPPETEER ? prettylyksin