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((FRIGGIN' WHAT. This profile is for Tuefel. WHO IS LONELY. AND NEEDS. SOME COMPANY.

Though, granted... I can't tell you how much your character will actually like this company. XD; ))

Name: Regina Montoya

Race: SHE'S HISPANIC.

Gender:... I just said she, didn't I?

Age: 19... she's hittin' those good old golden years.

Appearance: Regina is originally from Spain, so she naturally has olive coloured skin and that also means dark hair (which is stylishly wavy and lavish with sheen and shine... she's very proud of those dark locks!) and should mean dark eyes... but they are lighter. Instead of looking rather black they tend to look more hazel. Anyway. Mostly, she is very proud of her hair. She likes to braid it and do all sorts of fancy English styles with it... because she scoffs at those that have to use wigs. SHE HAS HER OWN.

She mostly wears it down.

To say more about her appearance? She's pretty if you like those sort of girls with high cheek bones and a mean streak in their eyes. Mostly... she's more arresting than pretty. She has a sort of stare that can convince you otherwise of a choice that you might have not thought of as a good idea. She has a pretty mouth, but it's mostly frowning or yelling at you and she has two high arching brows that she is fond of quirking... she'll tell you quite often she looks quite a bit like her father and there are some masculine features in her face that she made lovely somehow... she also has a loud voice like a man. She is NOT soft spoken.

... Oh. She likes wearing gold. Gold earrings, bracelets, and necklaces... and she ALWAYS wears dresses. No ifs, ands, or buts. She likes dresses and finds them quite nice.

LASTLY. She is curvaceous. She hates it. She thinks it makes her look fat compared to all those thin and high strung Englanders. She has a vast chest and wide hips. Her waist is only small if she squeezes it into a girdle. She doesn't like too... she likes more to complain that she is too fat.

Personality: Fiery, out going, slightly high strung and prissy, but domineering and unafraid of anything. She's quicker to be sarcastic and cynical than kind or optimistic in most situations... she's blunt and mostly unkind to those she doesn't like. Those who she does not like she let's them know QUITE often and cares very little if anyone likes her.

Why should she care? She's only gone through life only saying what she thought honestly and truly. It's not like she's lying to people when she says certain unkind things.

A little history: Her father has been unable to get her to marry. She's too head strong and "free spirited" as he put it. Most people put it a little less lightly and call her a few less kinder and more four lettered kind of words. Oh yes...

So... he sent her to this New World... somewhat at her OWN bidding and slightly for his own sake. She's kind of too old to marry now and has rather lost hope in her.

Also, she comes from a very wealthy family, so he isn't TOO upset she didn't marry (he also has a few more daughters to go through), though he would have liked to gain more wealth if she HAD happened to find a suitable young man.

Anyway. That's... all for Regina. She'll be a trip.

((ALRIGHTY! A post for Archer! biggrin And then fer serious. I'm doing some major homework. <3))

It was hard to talk to the strange woman, not only because of her airy sort of way of being, as if she wasn't quite all on this plane of existence, but because Akiak had taken to the trees. He was moving around in them like the strange apes he'd seen at a zoo, and quite frankly, it was captivating. Never had Archer thought he'd want to do something like that, but Akiak made him want to shimmy up the nearest tree and do the same.

At least the man knew he was NOT capable of that, and so didn't actually try. He'd rather be able to walk on two unbroken legs after all.

The man jumped when suddenly Akiak was on his back, on the ground, but settled down when he realized the younger man wasn't hurt. Basil, however, scurried down around Archer's arm, down his tattered pant leg, and hopped onto Akiak's chest, where he took a place on the darker man's shoulder for a few moments. The small animal scurried around the back of his neck and in his hair, seemingly quite intrigued at the forest of black. He poked his head out of Akiak's long locks on his opposite shoulder before giving a little squeak.

Archer was busy worrying about the indian's cackle. "Yep. Just as white all around." He gave an unsure laugh.

And was then dragged into the village, and was suddenly surrounded. Sensing his companion's sudden worry, Basil gave Akiak a little n** on the end of his ear before scurrying down the man's arm, hopping to the ground, and making his way back to his friend.

From there, things were a bit of a blur. Little kids showed up and were bouncing and chatting around him in a language he couldn't understand. Others watched him from afar, either wary, or quietly curious.

He didn't want to tell stories.

Suddenly, this whole dinner thing didn't really seem all that exciting. He was feeling overwhelmed, and that didn't help the fact he was half-starved and exhausted from the trip and subsequent escape. The man tugged at his beard and looked over towards Akiak, hoping he'd be able to help. Their nonsense (at least to him) chatter was giving him a bad headache, and he felt he should cling to the one who could at least understand him.

Letting himself be ushered towards the large fire, he stood awkwardly in its light and gave a crooked sort of smile. As long as they didn't spear him, he'd be alright... Just... No spears...

Basil sniffed at the air curiously.

((THERE. AGh. I'd have written more, but a CERTAIN SOMEONE started ranting at me about a CERTAIN SUBJECT and it's PISSING ME OFF. TAETIUABEAIUDBAYUR@Q)(*#&#xTU;IEAF. *flails*))

((HOOOSHITTE. YAY POSTS... This will be fun ... ooohoooho yes. ))

Akiak found himself pleased by the Shawnee. He always liked to visit them when he had the time. Though, he found himself rather left out, and then quickly bored by the whole ordeal of being led around by the new mysterious stranger Neshoba.

Basil seemed to feel a little left out too and kept him company briefly. Akiak laughed. "Is it dark under there? Don't get lost, brave explorer. Wouldn't Archer miss you?" He wanted to know as he vanished into his hair and passed him off with his fingers as he returned to Archer once again.

When they were in front of the fire Akiak titled his head respectfully as he could and finding he didn't really hold their attention long he grinned and crouched a little to explore elsewhere. However, Archer threw him a look. Akiak paused mid-creep and stared back at him. His shoulders slumped a little. He looked away briefly to the rest of the village and felt the wind stir his spirit, but he sighed and shook his head.

The young man ran a hand through his dark hair and turned on a heel. "Elders!" He said gallantly as he could with a wave of his arm. He could speak the Shawnee language perfectly. It was one of his favorites. There was something very elegant about it, more flowing and rich than the other languages.

He slung an arm around Archer's shoulder and pressed him forward. "This is my companion from across the sea... We're sort of... well, I'm sort of, you'd call... his representative? My names Akiak. Anything you want to say to him will have to go through me. He's a very popular guy, you see... but doesn't speak a lick of anything decent." He flashed them a white toothed smile that could have rivaled sly Fox.

"And he's really glad to meet you..." He nodded at Archer encouragingly and turned back to the elders, ",but he's tired. You know how it is... coming across the sea from far away distant lands from beyond. As his representative I feel it is best if we go ahead and find this white man a place to sit and give him something to eat! They'll be plenty of time to ask questions then, am I right?"

Akiak grinned the Fox's grin and patted Archer firmly on the back.

((... hahahaha, I wasn't too sure what to write... but there it is XDD. TO REGINA... LOLZ. Edward cracks me uppp XDDD... your characters always do, though... haaa.))

Regina was very damp when she pulled herself upright from the little brook. Her dress was soaked around her skirt and sleeves, and her powdered face was now much darker than she wanted it to be. She sulked in a curtain of damp hair, arms held out away from her as they dripped.

She said something then that should have come out of a sailor's mouth.

When Edward began to put on that polite British gentleman act she waved her hands at him. "Don't make such a fuss!" She scolded, but let herself be helped up. She shook out her skirts and attempted to smooth out her ruffled appearance. It didn't help. She frowned and then gave Edward such a look.

"NONSENSE. You will do NO SUCH THING. I'm staying right in these disgusting woods with you." She huffed and squeezed the damp out of the ends of her hair with her little fingers.

Though, in the midst of her froofing she raised an eyebrow at his remark about wolves. She furrowed her brows at him in a rather unkind way and looked at what he was looking at.

"A wolf? A SINGLE wolf? Man, you must be joking! What a coward. It's ONE wolf. The only times they're dangerous and otherwise rabid is when they're together." Regina rolled her hazel eyes and flicked her hair over her shoulder. She hiked up her skirt a little and crouched in the mud to get a closer look. "A footprint too?" She quirked her mouth and then without another word began to follow along in those footsteps.

"Let's follow them." She said breezily. "You're looking for that ugly man we had in the brigs, or whatever you call that place, am I right? Well, if you're any sort of REAL man you won't let him get away! Come along, Edward!"

((hahhahahah XD;; ))

Edward cringed as she brushed aside his worries. This woman simply refused to listen to simple reason. He gave the tracks another wary glance, still fresh in the mud, before stifling a shudder.

"Madam, wolves are... you should not trifle with wild beasts, Madam. They aren't controled, they could..." He fumbled for the right words to describe the horror that untrained creatures could wreak. He knew perfectly well what hounds were capable of, and the idea of an unrestrained beast using that sort of strength made him feel ill. "I must insist that we return to where you will be safe from such... hazards."

But damn that woman, she paid no heed, she never did, what on earth was he supposed to do with her... "Madam Montoya," he blurted as she set off by herself, and rushed after. "Come now, this is folly!"

He bristled at her comment of manlihood. "A real man would not let a woman put herself in danger," he insisted, warning low in his voice. He finally caught up with his sodden ward, grasping her by the arm. "You fail to grasp the situation, Madam. It is simply not safe for you here. You must wait at the shore until the land is better explored. If one of the savages were to--"

He stopped, listening. There were noises somewhere near. He couldn't distinctly understand them, but they were definitely there; faint sounds of life, of laughter. He loosed his grip on Miss Regina and crept toward the sound, completely forgetting his scolding. Of course it was dangerous for her, yes, but if he went to look, there... there was no harm in catching a glimpse of the savages, for the sake of reporting back, was there?

((The only problem with Edward is that I made him basically the sort of person who will never move the plot anywhere. D= He's too busy being weirded to seem like anything but a scaredycat. NICE GOING TEUFEL DDD=<))

((OKAY! Break from the craziness time! I post now! WA HA!... I want this quarter to be over so badly. LAWLZ.))

Akiak grinned when seems thing to run a little more smoothly once more. He glanced at Archer and winked at him once as though he had just done a very sneaky thing, but returned to looking at Neshoba as she spoke... though she did not speak for long. Another woman presented herself through the smoke.

He titled his head a little when she remarked he was familiar. He squinted his eyes a little as though that might help him remember where he might have seen this young woman's face before, and any woman with blue eyes should not have been hard to remember, but then again Akiak was always moving around and when one was like the wind it was hard to remember a particular face.

He gave her a helpless shrug but a broad smile. He amused her. "The pale man likes to moon bathe." He said jokingly and nudged at Archer lightly. "He's like a spirit."

Akiak seemed excited by the idea of being shown around. He laughed as he was patted on the back and returned her the favor. "I'm the best at being honest! I'll tell you ABSOLUTELY what I think." He said with one of those easy smiles of his. His dark eyes flashing with laughter.

When Archer was speaking again Akiak shrugged his shoulders. "She's closer to the sea, perhaps she has met someone as pale as you before." He offered another shrug and a frown. "Pale man talk sounds like you have sticks in your mouth, anyway... and of course!"

When they arrived at the structure made of earth Akiak danced a few steps in front of Wuyu. "I'll make it easy for you." He slid a hand around one of her own and quickly as he had swiped something from Archer he had one of her bracelets in his palm. He quickly palmed it off to the pale man and in the same movement had a ring clasped tightly in his fingers. He placed that in the fingers of the hand of Wuyu that he still gripped. There was that familiar pulse of blue and stirring of magic that was either to strange or subtle for most to notice.

"Something of his for something of yours and there is understanding." He explained in his vague way and smiled. "He can understand you now, stranger whom I once knew." He laughed a little at his joke and danced off into the kitchen to look poke around. "It smells good!" he said from somewhere.

((AAAAND TO REGINA... HUZZAH!))

Regina looked very affronted when in the midst of her very fast trekking one of her her arms was gripped rather solidly. She shook out her skirts like a ruffled bird and turned to glower at Edward.

"Sir." She hissed between her teeth. "I don't know how the women in YOUR country are, but in Spain we can very well fend for ourselves!" Of course, she wasn't too sure of that, but the way she said it had sounded very convincing... and what did he know of Spanish women, anyway? Her mother could have wreslted a bear if she had wanted... probably.

She raised her head high. "I'm not afraid of any savage or of any wolf... Well... I'd... I'd..." She looked around in her temper, her damp tresses flying about her face. "I'd hit a wild beast on his snout with my BOOT!" Regina said viciously and offered up one of her high heeled boots to support this threat.

"No animal could survive that kind of punishment. It's enough just to walk in the damned things!"

But Edward wasn't listening.

She was used to men not listening... it was probably what made her so stubborn and high strung in the first place. Gripping her skirts once more she hiked them up a little and drifted after Edward.

"What is it?" She said lowly, for once having the mind to keep her over loud voice quiet as a whisper. She paused and tilted her head daintily. She heard the noises too. Her eyes widened a little.

"Is that...?" And without another word she drifted off into the brush, following the sounds of music and life.

In a few treacherous steps in her definitely not made for walking in the wilderness boots, she came to the edge of the wood that flowed into a clearing. She pressed her face into the leaves and her eyes nearly popped at what she saw.

Never in her whole wide life did she think she would see something like this.

((TA DAAH! And I almost lost this post... and I'm glaaad I didn't. I wouldn't have done this AGAIN XD; ))

((Haha... I really... don't... feel like posting. D: Sorry in advance for a craptastic post.))

"I don't think it sounds like we have sticks in our mouths..." He trailed off though, when he was presented with a bracelet in place of his ring. Before Archer could realize that he'd done the same thing as with the cigarettes and necklace, Akiak was off in the hut, exclaming things smelled good. "O-okay..."

Quite suddenly, Wuyu's incomprehensable chatter turned into real words. And he was hit with them just as hard. "Yeah, sparkly..." He sort of hated losing all his things. Hopefully there wouldn't be too many more languages to 'learn....'

But new clothes and food sounded really, REALLY great. "uhh," Archer said intelligently as Wuyu's cascade of words kept coming. He politely closed his mouth and smiled and nodded, accepting gratefully the stew she was offering. He had the first bowl down in a matter of seconds, not caring that it was too hot for his mouth, or that Basil was trying and failing to snatch some food for himself. His second helping went much slower, and this time his poor pet was able to get his fill as well.

Archer leaned back happily as he got a third bowl, and finally was able to mention how it tasted. "This is FABULOUS, Wuyu! I don'tk now why anyoone would think it's bad... I'd eat this every day after what I had on that ship..." He wiggled his toes which were still stuffed into Akiak's moccassins. "You mentioned clothing?" He looked from Wuyu to Akiak, then to Basil. "Clothes would be good."

((Haha that is crap. I'm sorry. ;_; ))

((... OKAY GO))

Akiak found himself very rudely removed from whatever curious thing he had been sniffing at. His fingers had been inches away from some sort of green powder, but it was then that he was shooed from the cooking space and deposited instead by the fire with a bowl of food. He would have been more grumpy about it if he hadn't been so grateful for the stew.

Though, before he started in on it he watched Archer with wild eyes and then burst out into his wild laugh. He grinned hugely. "He might look like a ghost but he sure doesn't EAT like one." He remarked as he finally started into his own meal at to which he said: "THE BEST! And these are the words of a very honest man!" Akiak reported of the meal.

Akiak then turned his dark eyes onto Wuyu, his head tilted to one side. Though, if he was going to say anything it was very much interrupted with what happened next.


"Edward!" Regina hissed in a scream whisper and made a few grabs for his sleeves. He was gone in a few purposeful strides. She fell back and scowled stubbornly. "MEN." She ground out of her pretty mouth her large eyes narrowed.
"Always busting in like they own the place... well..."

"EDWARD!" She shrilled after him and tromped out of the woods with her skirts gripped tightly in hand. She trotted in a dignified walk, her chin stuck out in a proud way. She walked amongst the savages like she would have walked amongst anyone else. She hardly paid any mind to their confused stares. She was next to Edward in a few moments, a hand at his elbow.

"Now is not the BEST time to put on a tough man act..." She whispered at him and then found herself caught in the stare of a very dark set of wild eyes. A white smile flashed in a dark face.

In an instant Akiak was in front of the pair smiling brightly as anything. "Who are they? Do you know them? What's she wearing? She smells good." He knelt down and fidgeted with the end of Regina's skirt. He was rewarded with a boot directly in his face.

There was some scattered laughter, but it was otherwise lost in the great curious silence of the tribe.

"She HURTS." Akiak said from his place on the earth, hands to his wounded face. "She's got SNAKES on her feet... rattle snakes!" He howled comically and rolled in the dust.

Regina blunk a few times at the fallen savage and then glowered daggers and knives and all matter of other sharp objects that her gaze could use to metaphorically kill him with. Her lips pulled back in a snarl. "You RAT b*****d! You didn't think Edward would find you?" She demanded.

((... LOLZ. That's all I could come up with... XD; ))