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Ⓝame:
(( Camille Faye Gyre ))
Ⓐge:
(( 98 years old; looks 20 ))
Ⓖender:
(( Female ))
Ⓢexual Ⓞrientation:
(( Heterosexual ))
Ⓡace:
(( Vampire ))
Ⓟosition:
(( English 1&2 and Creative Writing teacher ))
Ⓟersonality:
(( she is very independent. She doesn't like sunlight and she openly shows that, though she can walk in the light she doesn't like to. she has a lot of friends and she is very friendly, though her best friend is Dallin and when she learned of him working here she applied for a job as well. She loves to hang out with people and is very spunky and energetic. when it comes to how she looks and dresses she loves the grunge look AKA punk/steam punk looks. Though she is good friends with pretty much anyone she only has a few close friends. She has a good judge in character to an extent. meaning if she's known you long enough she knows she can trust you but it takes her a very long time to get to that point. all of her friends are trusted but not trusted with herself or how she feels or her secrets/past. Only her few best friends know anything personal about her. Though all of her friends feel close to her. She is a little more intense than some people can handle but only two people have ever seen just how much of a temper she has, Dallin, she gets defensive of him and in doing so sometimes snaps at him, it's not that she blames him for getting hurt or into trouble but she tends to think that if it has to do with him, he must know more than her about it and that he won't tell her for some reason. ))
Ⓢpecial Ⓐbilities:
(( My version of vampires is a little more like the vampires from Vampire Diaries, and Camille has a ring much like the ones the vampires in the show wear so that she can walk in the daylight. She also has the ability to course electricity through her fingers and into other objects, though she barely every uses it. She cannot control minds or read them. But she is stronger and faster than the average human. She doesn't drink human blood, she tends to feed on animals and keeps to deep forests when hunting so that no one catches her. ))
Ⓑiography:
(( Camille's family life is non existent, even when she was human. Her mother died when she was 13 and she ran away from home since her father was an abusive druggy. when she got to the orphanage they asked her, her name. Half way through telling them she changed her last name to ensure even if he came looking he'd never find her. At the time she honestly thought he would come looking. He never did and to this day she holds a grudge towards the man for really not caring enough. It was while she was living at the orphanage and at the age of 20, in the 1930’s, that she was claimed by a vampire and turned. She made it on her own for a while, fled to the UK and took up residence in Wales till she met Dallin's mother. She killed the man who had raped her (Dallin's father) and swore to the woman to look after her. She became attached to him as a friend and followed him back into the states. ))
Ⓞther Ⓝotes:
(( Likes- humans, the ignorance of people and she wishes she still had it, Dallin, but not in a romantic way despite popular belief. She thinks of him as a brother.
Dislikes- sunlight (her eyes are sensitive to it), sulfur smells.Most other vampires bug her because they're all so cocky, at least to her experience.
Favorite Foods/Drinks- She likes to feed on wolves and coyotes.
Hobbies- writing, reading, teaching. She would help out with one of the sports or the clubs but she likes to keep her time open in case anyone needs her. ))

Other RP I had Soare in for a while:

"Give me a break, I can do this!" It was a strong protest, but the man knew his place well enough not to raise his voice too loud. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew the man before him was capable of much more than he probably ever wanted to know. Still, he didn't appreciate the notion that he needed help on a task he was well equipped for. He had accomplished many missions just like this with only the utmost success. And yet, the Tainted human knew just how dangerous a situation like this could be if it wasn't dealt with carefully. Their numbers greatfully outweighed his strengths as just one man, even in an event such as this where no one was supposed to see him in the first place.

"Who do you think is capable of helping me, other than out of sheer force in this case? All of your new recruits know nothing of the land like I do..."

It didn't take sight for Trey Eldon to know where his superior stood in front of him. Just a step or two to his right, as it were. He could tell by the way his feet occasionally scratched along the pebble-infested stretch of dirt. The thick, white cloth blocking his sight was tied deathly tight around the back of his head, the knot hidden under a tuft of his hair. If it were to slip while in combat it would be even more distracting to the man than it would be for a seeing fighter to be suddenly blinded.

"How do you know whoever it is wont actually slow me down instead?"

The commander that Trey had been speaking with was silent while he listened to his complaints, he turned on his heels and took a few steps away from the man, his eyes searched the surroundings for answers to the questions. He spun back around to look at Trey. "He's my cousin. And his powers will only strengthen your own- He will help you stay out of view. You're good- but he holds the title for being unnoticed." He told him, he knew this full well- because Trey hadn't even noticed that the man they were talking about was in the room.

He wasn't someone who could be sensed- he wasn't someone who wanted to be heard and he wasn't someone who thought his feelings were worth the notice. He didn't well appreciate his cousin's high praise and he much preferred to let him know that, but he didn't want this Trey character to notice him just yet. He tried hard to keep himself from saying anything but his will wasn't as strong as his mind.

"I'm not all that great-" his voice was strong but full of insecurities. It was in his nature to hate himself. Ignibus looked to his cousin, Kisen, in the corner of his eye, keeping his body facing Trey.

For the first time in quite a while Trey was caught off guard by something in his immediate surroundings. The unfamiliar voice made him take a cautious step back and tilt his head to the side. His current sense of direction and security had all but vanished when Kisen had spoken and he was beginning to get tense. It was only after he had taken a deep, calming breath that he was able to focus on making his first impression of the other. And yet, with nothing more than a few words to go off of, Trey wasn't sure yet whether the man was being humble or insecure. Either way, the suprise had tweaked a nerve.

"Great, you want me to work with someone who's already denying any evidence of talent and skill. I thought you wanted this to go smoothly."

Trey knew better than to insult Ignibus or a member of his family, for that matter, but he couldn't help but start resisting any sort of partnership with whoever this was. Trey prided himself on being able to describe a room and the contents in it by just the sounds, smells, and atmosphere he picked up without opening an eye. And after that stunt Trey felt as though he had been knocked back a peg or two. Not that it didn't need to happen, because every now and then it did, but that didn't mean Trey enjoyed it.

"Where exactly is this all important document you want us to nab?"

Folding his arms across his chest, Trey was paying very close attention to any other signs of the mystery man he had just now been introduced to.

"In The City-" Ignibus said shortly, he spoke of it like there was only one place this might be, like there was no question. The capital city of the Exalted. He was getting frustrated with Trey and tempted to smack him just for questioning him, he was an inch from doing just that when Kisen shifted, moving his legs up onto the table where he was sitting and he sat cross-legged, Ignibus looked over at him, he didn't normally make noise when moving. He was letting down his guard around Trey, that was a good start.

Kisen wasn't annoyed at Trey's comment, in fact he agreed with him. "You want me to work with someone who needs a blind fold to learn the things i could on my own?" he muttered, his voice was stern but he wasn't trying to be, he was testing Trey, he wanted to see just how prideful this man was who wanted his job.

"Trey, dear cousin, is better than you at reading people and reading things in the room- and he likes to work blindfolded just as you like to wear those lame sunglasses..." Ignibus explained and rubbed his forehead, aggravated by all of the questioning. "One more word out of either of you and I'll give you a reason to complain... the document is all you need to get, get in get out- Kisen, you won't even be in a fight if you do this right so you have nothing to be worried about and Trey you're going to need his help weather you think so or not. you're only as invisible as the surroundings allow you to be- Kisen is able to stop light from hitting objects it would reflect off of- giving you more cover.

Trey had sighed softly when Ignibus had told him of the item's whereabouts. Obviously it was in the Exhalted's capital, but where? He had a feeling it would be in their central hall, but Trey didn't feel like wasting his time if they had it hidden somewhere else. He especially didn't feel like spending any more time than neccessary with this stranger who he was being forced to tag along with. It was easy enough to tell that Ignibus was getting just as frustrated, no doubt close enough now to inflict physical harm if he so desired. However, even with the knowledge he had, Trey didn't move an inch in Ignibus' presence, knowing fully well that only an idiot would cower out of being reprimanded.

At the mention of both the stranger's name and an article of importance to the man, there was a sudden, yet subtle change in the redhead's facial expression as his lip shrugged a little at the corner. There wasn't a single picture of Kisen floating through Trey's mind, but at least now he knew the other liked to keep certain telling parts of his face blocked from interpretation. Over time he supposed he would create an image of the man based on what he found out about him, and perhaps in the future he'd even want to see if his image was close or not, but for now Trey was focused more on personality than appearance. The small shuffle or legs was detected easily enough, yet at the same time Trey wasn't able to pick up anything else of Kisen's, not even his breathing pattern.

"Fine," He grumbled ever so annoyed.

"What is this thing you want?" Kisen questioned, lowering one leg onto the ground and slowly climbing down, didn't try to be silent about it though he could easily. He didn't want to freak out Trey more than he already had. He walked over to Ignibus, standing taller than him.

Ignibus growled at Kisen, he rose his hand so smack him but Kisen closed his eyes and cringed though he didn't even back away at all. The superior lowered his arm while letting out an extreme breath. "It's a fight plan, they're planning a fight against us and I want to see their plan..."

Kisen opened his eyes at hearing Ignibus sigh and he seemed satisfied with the answer of what this thing was. "Alright-" he said simply and looked at Trey before walking past his as silent as he always did, "Coming?" he asked, knowing this would catch Trey off guard but he didn't care at the moment.

The tension he could sense, and the anger too, so why was he having such a difficult time reading Kisen? It was as if the man was picking and choosing what he'd allow him to notice, letting things that didn't make a difference be detected but withholding important movements too. When Kisen slipped by him unnoticed, Trey was moved past frustrated to outright flustered. This was not going to be an easy task, he was already well aware of that.

"No, I'm just going to sit here and will the plans to fall right into our lap..." Trey huffed as he followed after the other.

Each step he took was a nervous one, even though he knew each which way to head. It was not knowing where Kisen was that bothered him, afraid the man would make a sudden stop and he wouldn't catch it in time to stop himself as well. This man was making him feel as though this was his first day of practice at what he was best at and he held him in disdain for that. After a while of walking cautiously, however, Trey forgot about Kisen and began to focus on what obstacles may lay ahead of them. They'd both get there eventually. So what if they didn't end up arriving at the same time? As far as Trey was concerned, he'd let Kisen do his thing as long as the man allowed him the same freedom.

Kisen stayed silent to Trey, keeping an eye on him from a distance. He was off behind Trey soon enough, allowing him to go ahead so that Kisen could protect him, be unnoticed and detect dangers to Trey's person.

As soon as they neared the city of Sliccic where the document was they were after a shadow seemed to drape down over the area around them both, darkness so thick only Kisen could see through it, luckily enough Trey didn't need to see.

He could sense the darkness even, Kisen was undetectable but his power left a distinct sense of alarm and worry. It was meant to. It made the enemies panic and go into a paranoia, it was how Kisen usually got away from fights. "Please don't panic-" he said aloud, not too far behind Trey.

He didn't quite understand Trey yet but he didn't wish harm on him. "I'm just covering you in darkness, the town in darkness as well- they'll just think it's a fog.... you'll be cloaked the whole way-" he noted, still following pretty close behind Trey. His explanation was supposed to explain his power but he usually would just end up leaving more annoyance, even Ignibus didn't fully understand his cousin's powers as the demon of balances.

Even though Trey was already engulfed in total nonvisability, the blanket of darkness surrounding them now was undeniable. At first Trey questioned the thick atmospheric pressure closing in around them, uncertain as to how covering the entire area would help. However, he had no notion of the extent of Kisen's abilities and decided to stay silent. His shoulders rose into a more defensive state as they walked. Wouldn't causing paranoia raise alarm in the city as well? And in that case, wouldn't that just serve to draw more attention to them than deflect it?

"I wasn't planning on it..." came Trey's reply; short and to the point.

He was beginning to appreciate what Kisen had to aid to their search, all the while beginning to try to find insight about the man. Kisen's abilities in and of themself said a lot about the man's character and his way of life. Passive, but capable of agression as neccessary. And while he still disliked Kisen for remaining so undetectable, he knew there was an explination for it, at the very least.

Kisen's voice had at least temporarily given away his position behind, so Trey no longer thought about each step he took before taking it. Not before long, Trey had stopped in his tracks, simply listening for clues as to the change in their surroundings.

"Stay away from the trees. They wont be giving us anymore protection in this case,' he began, turning left and walking alongside the city's wall, a hand placed against the rough stone as he walked. "Normally the crows wont shut this time of the year. I'm asuming they've planted scouts up in the taller trees."

"I have them so paranoid they won't know if what they hear is real or just the wind- don't worry about the scouts." Kisen whispered in Trey's ear before trotting past him, so he could sense where he was. He hopped up high onto the wall which was meant for the cities protection but to Kisen it was just an exercise.

He looked down to Trey and couldn't help but admire him, he had the ability to see and didn't use it, didn't need to.

He smirked to himself, his pale skin, almost white compared to anyones, made people think of him like a vampire when simply his eyes couldn't handle the light, nothing more.

Kisen stood on the wall and looked in on the city, he could see scouts here and there but it wouldn't take long before they actually would attack each other in this agitated state. He glanced to the other side and felt his heart pounding, there was a scout a head of Trey- far ahead, maybe too far for Trey to note and he wasn't near any other human that would distract him instead.

He silently hopped down from the wall and rushed forward to the man, pulling out a sword he had on his belt, unfortunately he hadn't yet mastered taking it out as silently as he did everything else.

The scout spun on his heels to face where he had heard Kisen but he couldn't see the man in the darkness. He had a pathetic human's gun with him, letting Kisen know that this human had no active power- only perhaps a passive one. He shot it off once, barely missing Kisen, in fact it scraped his shoulder.

Kisen slashed the sword forward swiftly, he didn't want the other scouts to be alerted to their presence.

"What's going on out there? Who fired a weapon? Marius!" Kisen heard on a radio laying in the pocket of the man who's throat he just slit. He knelt down and grabbed it, trying to make his voice sound more like that the man's voice would have who was dead at his feet. "False alarm, all clear."

The captain on the other end said not to let it happen again just before Kisen tore the radio off the man's person and smashed it against a tree. He was frustrated that he had had to kill someone, he was certain Trey could have done all this on his own, why did Ignibus need him anyway? He thought to himself, all the while not even realizing that he was bleeding, nor did he care. He looked back the way he had come, Trey was nearing.

But because of the blood on his shoulder he couldn't hide his position from Trey any longer, even though he was silent and careful. He was standing right next to the gated entrance into the city.

The Exhalted's city was protected by a shield much too strong for any human taught magic. Trey had nearly forgotten this until he had moved closer to the wall itself, the pressure of it's protection warning his body to turn and leave since none of his Tainted power would allow him to get the upper hand here. Luckily for him, however, the man didn't rely on elementry spells and enchanted artifacts. Luckily for him, he had demon's blood on his side and magic that was just as evenly matched as whatever made the city's shield.

That, however, did not the change the fact that said demon had just managed to fluster him once again. It was one thing to brush past him, accidently bumping shoulders or something of the sort. But to have Kisen so close he could feel the man's breath on the back of his ear was downright unacceptable. In fact, the man who was rarely frightened by anything now stood rigid, every hair on his body standing as he shivered. At least he could tell where the smooth moving man was now headed.

While any passer-by might assume Trey to be nothing more than a blind fool, it was true that the human took his time before decided on the best course of action. Every sound, smell, and feeling had to be taken into account before he could act because once engaged in action it was often difficult to stop and observe one's surrondings, especially when enemies were close by.

It was the gunfire that brought Trey out of his concentrative state, alarm racing through his mind when he still had no clear grasp of Kisen's whereabouts. He knew the man was above him somewhere, as it was impossible to stop the debris above the wall to keep from falling down below. He began to tune out every other sound, only focused on what was going on ahead of him. Scaling the wall wasn't as easy a task for Trey as it had been for Kisen, but the man was able to do it none the less, using a fissure in the stone as a foothold as he pulled himself up and over. He barely caught the last end of the radio transmission, not moving any farther until he heard something smash against wood.

It was the smell of blood, not Kisen's but rather the scouts, that alerted Trey of what had taken place. "Yeah, what was that Ignibus said about not fighting? Nevermind, apparently it wasn't that important anyway..."

The fact that no one had responded to the shattering of the radio allowed Trey to realise that no one but he and Kisen were in that direct area.

Kisen looked over to Trey, glad to see he made it over and to him. He wiped the man's blood off of his sword, onto the shirt of the man whom he killed and put the sword back in its place on his belt.

Hi mind was else where ,on where the capital of the city might be and the safest way to get there, he was certain that by now more and more of the scouts were killing each other off, thats how his magic worked, it made people so paranoid that they'd go against each other.

"What's the best way?" he asked Trey at length, still kneeling by the body. He looked at his shoulder and saw the blood, now annoyed he tore off that sleeve that was already damaged anyway and wrapped it around the wound. He wasn't annoyed at being hurt but at the blood giving away his where-a-bouts to anyone, Trey didn't bother him so much to know. But if someone else had his same power, they'd be able to find him too.

Death always left an odd feeling in Trey's gut, despite the fact that the man was no saint when it came to killing. And yet, fear was always the easiest emotion to detect. It was the moment right before someone died, the moment in which dread passed through their every pore, that Trey always hated. Mind you, he never regreted killing anyone, but the victim's fear always stuck with him long after the fact. That was another good thing about not using his sight; he felt no guilt because he at least didn't have to see the look on their face as they were killed. Seeing someone made them a person, often a person with a past or sometimes a family, and in war a killer had no time or right to dwell on such thoughts if he wanted to do his job effectively.

The fact that Kisen had completely disreguarded his words didn't anger Trey, because, really, words were just words. It was how they were said that made them important. He had used his disapproving tone to remind Kisen of why they were there and the orders they had been given, nothing more and certainly nothing less than that.

"As odd as this is going to sound..." A pause punctuated his thought as he heard the tearing of clothes. He tried not to let it be known that he was surveying Kisen's every action (the one's he could pick up, anyway) by continuing right where he left off without a moment's hesitation. "It's best if we stick to their paths. Civillians use their roads, not their enemies; they'll be camped out in the more hidden areas of the city. And with you shielding us from any light source, we should be able to pass by unannounced, for the most part anyway."

Trey took just a step closer to Kisen, leaning in just slightly and picking out whatever clues about the other's body that the man would allow while he wasn't trying to purposefully evade his perceptions. Just the sheer heat and energy coming from Kisen alerted Trey to things he already knew, like the fact that Kisen had just been involved in combat. But there was something he hadn't noticed before until now, a scent that he had yet to encounter. Very cautiously, Trey extended his hand to where he had assumed the scent to be originating from. He hadn't taken into account Kisen's height, however, and his hand ended up touching the man's exposed forearm now that the sleeve was missing. Fingers quickly found the source of the extreme heat that was being produced by the demon's adrenaline, coiling back when he felt the damp cloth. So this new smell was blood as well, but no humans blood, explaining why it seemed so unfamiliar to him.

"Good, so you've already managed to get yourself shot," He said, frowning ever so slightly. Obviously this man was good at what he did, so why was it that he had intentionally put himself in harm's way by insiating a fight. Crouching down to wipe his hand among the grass, Trey stood to his full height and walked forward until his feet felt paved road beneath them. "This way."

Kisen didn't say a thing to Trey touching him, in fact he had to keep himself from blushing, he wasn't used to contact of any kind, let alone a humans touch. His eyes watched Trey walk ahead of him and he followed, keeping himself silent all over again, at least he wouldn't be noticed by anything but the blood on his sleeve.

He was tempted to tell Trey he had got into the battle because Trey would have been injured instead of him if he hadn't but he didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing Kisen didn't want him harmed.

He walked down the road, looking either way for soldiers of scouts. He sighed when he saw a scout to the side had shot his own ally, he hated to see his power in action- he only liked to use it. He walked right past the man who was in distress now, trying to save the man he had just shot but there was no hope.

Kisen looked ahead to a rather large building that must have been the capital. "There?" he asked Trey, fairly close behind him.

(( I will continue on if anyone is interested in reading more, PM me or post here to let me know. ))