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 Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2012 5:26 pm
Appearance: Kyrie
Name: Kyrie Nwaemor
Age: 62 (Looks about 17)
Species:: Elf - Cat Hybrid
Sexuality: Bi
Biography: Kyrie was a normal elf, but he got the wanderlust very early on in his life, leaving his home at about age 50 to go out and see the world, his curiosity trumping his cautiousness. However, his curiosity ended up catching up to him and biting him in the tail, so to speak. While alone in a human town, he was drugged and kidnapped by a dark wizard. These kidnappings were often in the town, but no one knew by who was instigating them.
The wizard kidnapped people who were alone, with no relationships; those who wouldn't be missed. He used these victims to experiment on. Kyrie was no exception. In fact, the fact that he was an elf made him an even more appealing test subject for him. The wizard combined a cat's genes with Kyrie's, turning him into a sort of part neko, part elf, giving him a cat's tail and ears, along with enhanced senses, as well as changing his personality a bit.
Kyrie managed to escape from the wizard, using his newfound abilities that came along with his transformation, but the damage had been done. He tried returning to his clan, but they shunned him, his changes having turned him into an outsides by their eyes. Distraught at this, the elf wandered, but he found similar treatment everywhere, many considering him to be a freak. Ostracized from society, the elf/neko wandered more, trying to find someplace that would accept him, until he heard about Trinity Castle; a place that would take in anyone and everyone. He really had no idea what to expect, simply jumping at the hope of acceptance.
Personality: Kyrie is relatively quiet and reserved, but he can be warm to those that he knows well. Since his transformation, he's become even more closed, having been hurt by those that he'd loved.
Abilities/Powers: Relatively minor spells, enhanced senses, and the ability to transform into a full cat.
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 1:37 am
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It means I climbed up high
To fall is not to fail
You fail when you don't try" Ж Ambrosia walked through the halls of her home with one particular destination in mind. They had had many new occupants come in recently but she still only knew most of them by the files she kept. So her mission today was to meet some of them. After a few moments stopped, silencing the click of her heels against the floor. Yes, this was the room she had been looking for. His story in particular had stood out to her and the Head-Mistress was looking forward to meeting this boy. The woman raised one hand, curled it into a half fist an gently knocked on the door. She hadn't passed the pet on her journey here and hoped that he was in his room. If not she wasn't sure where to go next.
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
They laughed when I fell down
But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:56 am
"People that don't like cats..." Kyrie NwalmærThe elf was laying on the bed in his room, quietly reading a book. He enjoyed reading, as he was very curious and liked learning new things. His tail twitched slowly back and forth behind him contently as he read. He was rather engrossed in the book when the knock sounded, and probably would've missed it if it wasn't for his enhanced senses.
At the sound of the knock, his cat ears instinctively perked up as he looked up from his book towards the door. He didn't get many visitors, as he mostly stuck to himself, still nervous about how others would view him. He was in his room most of the time, simply reading through his collection of books, so he hadn't met very many of the others. He sat up from his bed, stretching a little before shutting the book and setting it aside on the bed stand. He moved to sit at the edge of his bed, tilting his head a little and looking over at the door. "Come in," he said softly, his voice sounding gentle."...haven't met the right one yet."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 6:02 pm
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It means I climbed up high
To fall is not to fail
You fail when you don't try" Ж There was a short pause between her knock and the quiet voice which bid her to enter. The seconds had seemed to stretch on into hours until she heard the male's voice. Her hand moved to the doorknob and twisted then she let the door swing open before her. A warm smile rested on her lips as she stepped inside and let her golden eyes fall upon the boy, taking in his whole appearance. She found his ears and tail rather cute. Pushing the door closed behind her the woman turned her full attention to the pet and spoke. "Hello Kyrie, it is a pleasure to finally meet you. I am Ambrosia, one of the Head-Mistresses. I trust you have settled in with no trouble?" She leaned against the wall beside his door, hands clasped together in front of her as she waited for his response.
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
They laughed when I fell down
But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 6:45 pm
"People that don't like cats..."Kyrie Nwalmær
"Sorry for the wait, I was sort of... preoccupied." Kyrie started as the door opened, hesitating in mid-sentence and blinking as Ambrosia entered the room. He seemed confused when the woman spoke his name, ears flicking a little in confusion, as he'd never met her before. The confusion abated when she introduced herself, causing him to nod, understanding how she knew his name.
The elf leaned back a little, his hands resting on the bed behind him propping himself up. "I've heard of you of course; its nice to meet you finally as well." he replied softly, smiling back. "I've settled in just fine, as you can probably tell," he added, laughing gently, his tail swishing a bit happily out of instinct. "Thanks for asking," he added quietly, cocking his head a little as he looked at her.
"...haven't met the right one yet."
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 10:26 pm
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It means I climbed up high
To fall is not to fail
You fail when you don't try" Ж The woman shook her head slightly when he began to say he was sorry, but let him finish before she spoke. "There is no need to apologize, dear." Ambrosia noticed the curiosity in his eyes when she called him by name, something which disappeared after she had introduced herself. She nodded at his response, her smile widening slightly when she saw his tail begin to sway. "Indeed, I am happy to see that. I trust the room is to your liking then? If you ever need something more you are free to ask me by the way." Her eyes shimmered with mirth as she watched the male. "If you don't mind my asking, what were you doing before I...interrupted?"
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
They laughed when I fell down
But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Sat Jun 16, 2012 11:24 pm
"People that don't like cats..."Kyrie Nwalmær A faint tinge of red appeared on the elf's cheeks as he saw the woman watching his tail sway. He forced it to stop, still shy about his feline extremities. "It's great, thanks," he replied quietly, a soft purr rising from his throat instinctively. His ears perked up a bit at the sound he was making, then he blushed a bit more, cutting off the purr.
"S-sorry about that..." he murmured, thoroughly embarrassed now, looking down a little to try and hide it. "I was simply reading through one of my books," he replied, indicating the thick, hard cover book. The writing on the binding was arcane script, indicating the book to be some kind of spell book. "I've been trying to teach myself some more advanced magic... but its not going so well." the elf said quietly, letting out a soft sigh. "Oh well... I've heard it takes a long time to learn," he finished, looking back up at Ambrosia.
"...haven't met the right one yet."
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 5:32 pm
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It means I climbed up high
To fall is not to fail
You fail when you don't try" Ж Ambrosia couldn't help thinking how cute Kyrie was as she watched him. She frowned slightly when she saw his tail slow to a stop, but nodded at his words. "That is good to hear." A light chuckle passed her lips when he began to purr. One fine, dark, eyebrow raised when the male forced himself to stop however. Why was he suppressing these things?
"There is nothing for you to apologize for Kyrie. I understand instinctual feelings quite well, I don't get is why you wish to suppress them." Ambrosia replied as she walked over and picked up the hardcover tome. It was a book of spells, how interesting. She smiled and nodded at his words, wondering what kind of magic he was attempting to learn.. "It usually does, even those who have a gift for magic must study for years to master it. What is it that you are having trouble with?"
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
They laughed when I fell down
But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Sun Jun 17, 2012 7:11 pm
"People that don't like cats..."Kyrie Nwalmær The elf's blush grew a little stronger at Ambrosia's chuckle. However, it went away almost immediately at the following comment. His ears flicked at the mention of his suppression, but he did not reply, looking away, quiet. The simple mention of his 'instinctual feelings' seemed to strike a discordant note with him. He looked back when he heard the sound of her heels against the floor as she walked over to the bedstand.
Kyrie shrugged a little at her question, his eyes drifting to look at the spell book. "Just the incantations and inflections in general... I'm still not used to the arcane language." he murmured quietly, still staring at the book. "I've been trying to teach myself it ever since I escaped from-" the male's voice cut off suddenly as a troubled look crossed his eyes, cat ears flattening against his head as he looked down to hide the pain in his eyes.
He was quiet for a few seconds before he spoke again, his voice barely more than whisper, a slight hint of the pain in his look leaking into his voice. "You want to know why I suppress the feelings...? It's because they are completely foreign to me... My body accepts them fine, but my mind refuses to. Just as society refused to accept them, to accept me... even the society that gave me birth... They are unnatural, just like me... I'm a freak; whoever heard of an elf with the limbs of a cat?" he asked, not expecting an answer as he raised a hand and gently brushed it against one of his furred ears to indicate it, suppressing a light shiver at the feeling.
He fell silent again, then let out a soft sigh, looking up at Ambrosia. "I'm sorry... its been a long time since anyone has asked me such a question... I didn't mean to rant at you..." he apologized quietly. His voice was steady once again, but there was still a faint hint of pain behind his bright blue eyes.
"...haven't met the right one yet."
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:17 pm
▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀ ▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀▀¤¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·..>>--» Ambrosia MacAllister «--<<..·.¸¸·´¯`·.¸¸¤—¤÷(`[¤* Current Outfit *¤]´)÷¤— Ж "I'm not afraid to fall
It means I climbed up high
To fall is not to fail
You fail when you don't try" Ж Ambrosia's frown returned when Kyrie went silent and looked away from her. It was right after she had mentioned instinctual feelings too. She sighed inwardly, wondering what it was about her words that had bothered him. She flipped through the pages of the book as she waited for his answer, closing it and focusing her golden eyes upon him when Kyrie began speaking. Ambrosia nodded and set the hard cover book back down on the bed-stand as she listened to him speak. Learning and speaking the language were two different things and she could understand why had had trouble with the inflections and pronunciations.
One eyebrow arched in a curious gesture when he cut himself off. Where exactly did he escape from? That was one thing she was curious about.It wasn't like she was going to kick him out though. The woman smiled kindly and placed a hand gently upon his head. "Kyrie, I am a naturally curious person so I would love to know where it is you escaped from. However, I am not one to force things out of people. Regardless of your past, you are more than welcome to stay here for as long as you wish though." She had assumed he was afraid they would cast him out after learning he was a runaway and wanted him to know that that was not the case. Perhaps his actions had something to do with his past instead though, or maybe both.
The woman had allowed her hand to fall back to her side after she had finished speaking. She nodded her head slightly at the question which fell from his lips, Kyrie probably hadn't expected any response because he continued on without waiting for her answer though. Ambrosia stood there silently, hands clasped together in front of her. She sighed softly once he had finished talking but smiled all the same. "So? Yes, you're unnatural and there has probably never been anyone like you. So what? Why does that have to be a bad thing? You are unique Kyrie, you can probably do things that no normal elf could." A warm smile spread from the corners of her mouth up to her eyes as she moved to sit beside him on the bed. The woman shook her head as he began to apologize again. "You spoke your mind, there is nothing wrong with that."
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
They laughed when I fell down
But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 9:04 pm
"People that don't like cats..."Kyrie Nwalmær The elf blinked at Ambrosia's encouraging words and her smile, then a small one of his own found its way to his lips when she sat down beside him, his tail swaying a bit. He nodded a little at her reply to his apology, her dismissal of it strengthening his smile a bit. "Thanks," he murmured softly, falling silent once more, his cat ears twitching a little as he regarded her quietly.
Kyrie nodded a little again, then looked down, before starting to speak softly. "I suppose... I might as well tell you... I haven't had anyone to tell about it before anyways. The place that I escaped from was the tower of a crazed human wizard... He had been kidnapping victims for a while apparently, as I wasn't the only one there..." the hybrid shuddered a little, hesitating as this brought disturbing images to his mind.
"He... used us for magical experiments... Its because of him that I'm like this. He was going to do more, but I was able to use some of my new powers to get away." the male said softly, then looked over at the books sitting next to his bed. "Those books were the wizard's. I was able to steal them while I escaped... I was hoping to find a way to change myself back, but there's nothing in there about this kind of thing. I suspect its because he didn't record the spells that he was experimenting with in his normal spellbook..." he finished softly, before looking back to Ambrosia. "Does that sate your curiosity?" he asked quietly, his voice kind and soft.
"...haven't met the right one yet."
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 5:31 pm
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It means I climbed up high
To fall is not to fail
You fail when you don't try" Ж The woman inclined her head in acknowledgement of his thanks, the smile never leaving her face. She caught the twitching of his tail out of the corner of her eye, also noticing when his ears began to twitch. The longer she spent in his company the more interesting Ambrosia found the young elf. She was silent as he began to speak, listening intently to every word he uttered.
Humans and magic usually never mixed well when it was true magic, not in her experience anyway. Most were relatively harmless, but it appeared Kyrie had run into one that was quite the opposite. She wrapped an arm around his shoulder and squeezed gently when she saw him shiver. Ambrosia may not have been an empath, but the images she saw come to his mind were enough. Kyrie would be safe here, she would make sure of that.
Once the male had finished telling his tale and made his inquiry she did speak though. "Yes, Kyrie, thank you." The woman said and smiled softly at him. Her eyes had scanned over the books when he mentioned them, wondering what they contained. Spells would be the obvious answer, but what if there were some notes in it too. "Well, I can tell you with confidence that being animal, whether partially or fully, is not all that bad. It can even be pretty enjoyable at times, I could show you. If you do wish to return to your original form I could try to help you find a way though." Ambrosia had some skill with magic, more so than either of her parents had possessed and even kept a few spell books of her own in her quarters. However, considering Kyrie's current form was caused by some crazed wizard's experimentation, it would probably require some amount of research. Whichever form he wished for she could try to help with, the choice would be his alone. After a moment she spoke again, this time on an entirely different subject. "I also have one other question for you Kyrie, would you become my pet?"
Ж "I'm not afraid to fall
I've fallen many times
They laughed when I fell down
But I have dared to climb " Ж
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2012 6:12 pm
"People that don't like cats..."Kyrie Nwalmær When Ambrosia's arm wrapped around his shoulder, his head instinctively leaned a little against her, the elf appreciating the comforting touch of the woman's arm. He smiled a bit at her thanks, nodding gently, watching her wandering gaze, tilting his head as he wondered what she was thinking.
Kyrie blinked in surprise at Ambrosia's first offer, his smile strengthening a bit, though he looked at her curiously. "What do you mean?" he asked quietly, ears flicking a little, confused by how she could show him that being an animal could be enjoyable. However, this first offer quickly fled his mind at her question, taken aback, very surprised by it, his ears flattening a little at its unexpectedness and his hesitance towards it.
He looked down and was quiet for a while, obviously deep in thought as his tail twitched back and forth behind him a bit agitatedly. The question really shouldn't have shocked him as much as it did, as he'd known what to expect when he came here, but he supposed perhaps he hadn't expected to ever be asked it. Eventually, he looked back up at Ambrosia, hesitance still apparent in his eyes, as well as a twinge of distrust. He was a little suspicious, but, given what had happened to him during his travels away from his village, perhaps that was to be expected. "What... does that entail exactly...?" He asked, his voice barely more than a whisper.
"...haven't met the right one yet."
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