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 Posted: Tue Oct 13, 2009 5:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 5:53 pm
Rules:
1: Eve isn't for sale, so please don't ask.
2: Please don't post without my permission.
That's it for the rules.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 6:25 pm
Eve crawled around her playroom, looking around the space. Her mother had spared no expense on toys and books and a nice cage. Well, Eve thought of it as a cage though her nanny only put her in it when it was nap time or bed time. Eve played with a doll house as she heard the door open downstairs, surprised that anyone came over since her mother never got visitors.
She could hear her nanny's voice and tensed as she heard her mother's voice coming from downstairs. She didn't understand the words completely, but Eve could tell it was her mother. The nanny sounded very upset from Eve's last stunt. Eve had learned how to climb out of her bed and decided to crawl around the house, wanting to see more beyond the playroom that her nanny kept her in.
Her mother usually talked to the woman and then came to visit with Eve, playing her latest game, Patty cake. Eve dropped the dolls in her hands as she had been able to put them around the table for dinner. Her mother had told her not to try to eat the dolls and Eve had tried to once, but hadn't tried it again since.
Ivy couldn't wait to see Eve, the dark elf's exhaustion from the plane ride and the assassination job had vanished the moment she got off the plane and went to the car that she requested be brought to the air port. She got a few funny looks from some of the guards at her appearance, but it didn't bother her.
She would soon see her daughter and that was all that mattered to the assassin, which was strange for what she did as a career. Ivy listened to the nanny explain what her daughter had done while she was away. "That child of yours, Miss Poison, has been trying to get out of the playroom and I found her in your library and she bit me before crying. Ivy was already bored, "She's teething and you didn't bring her a teething ring, did you? You are supposed to take care of my daughter while I am away on business, not chat away and gossip with your friends on the phone".
"If you don't start doing your job, I'm sure I can find a nanny that will bring my daughter a teething ring when she's crying for one and actually lets her out of the playroom", Ivy headed upstairs to see her daughter without another word to the nanny.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 8:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2009 5:49 pm
Family or adopted family:
Name: Ivy Poison
Age: 150
Species: Dark elf (Gray)
Connection to Eve: Mother
Bio: Ivy was abandoned as an infant under a thorn bush, found by Anya and Louie and raised by them and two other vampires. Was raised to be an assassin and went into that career due to her training.
Personality: Warm and cold, depending on her mood. Is a very caring person and also can be a very dangerous person.
Appearance: Almost lime green eyes, white hair long and often pulled back in a bun or a twist, gray skin, lithe body, 5'9.
Known for: Her ability to use any weapon and also able to handle motherhood while working as an assassin.
Name: Anya Frost or at least that's what she's going by at the moment.
Age: 300
Species: Gypsy vampire
Connection to Ivy: Was part of the family that raised Ivy though she was often gone.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:43 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 3:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 08, 2010 3:53 am
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 4:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 12, 2010 4:55 pm
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