Naira Dimitriadis || Apparition || Zombie Warrior || PAGE

[Elinoi]

Naira Artemisa Dimitriadis
"Life is too short to have a pity party.
There is only one opportunity to reach for the stars…
and cause some trouble while you’re at it~"

Murder doesn’t necessarily mean evil, right?

Full Name: Naira Artemisa Dimitriadis
Alias: Naira is known as both Itsy Bitsy Spider and the Black Widow by demons. Both titles referencing her true form, but the first used to mock her human half.. The second realizing her deadly nature.
Nicknames: Naira is sometimes referred to as “Little Princess” for her laziness and unwillingness to participate in manual labor by humans, and because of her short stature by demons. Humans sometimes shorten her name to the likeness of Nai, although it isn’t appreciated much by Naira.
Date Of Birth: March 18th
Current Age: 15
Gender: Female
Nationality: Greek
Origin Of Birth: Larissa, Greece
Occupation: Student
Appearance:

• Naira’s human form is quite fragile in appearance, lacking any real muscle definition or mass. Standing at just five feet tall the girl has quite lanky and thin extremities, and a shorter torso to compensate. Her hands are a bit large for her size, but it can often be hard to tell with how frequently she interlaces her fingers. The girl has a fair, long oval shaped face, large brown eyes sitting high on her face like a porcelain doll, dark locks falling down towards the middle of her chest.
  
  
• Naira’s partial demon form is quite different from her human form, long spider like legs piercing through the skin of her back and neck, claws growing rapidly from her fingertips. Other notable changes include the rapid growth in height- gaining nearly seven inches during the transformation, and the shift in skin composition and color in some portions of her body- pale skin shifting to bright reds and darker blacks. Small horns can be seen along the girl’s hair line. The markings along her body resembling a black widow.
  
  
• Naira’s full demon form is even larger than her partial form, gaining an additional two feet in height and gaining quite a bit more girth as well. Her body transforming from a humanoid spider to something considerably more frightening- a large spider like creature with a distinctly female torso for its head. Her main body shelled by a tough exoskeleton not far off in shape from those of a crab, protecting her back and long legs. Her face no longer visible, covered by a helmet like appendage with numerous red eyes, and large horns growing from the top and side of her head. Making it difficult to tell if the appendage isn’t just her true face. The only distinctly human features of this body being the female torso, arms, nose and lips.
  

But those who do take it upon themselves to kill others,
have to be prepared to have others try to kill them.

Height: 152 cm || 5 ft.
Weight: 45 KG || 100 lbs
Blood Type: A- Negative
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: A dark brown- nearly black.
Piercings: ---
Tattoos : ---
Distinguishing Features: Her large brown eyes. And the way Naira carries her lanky, childlike body- in a particularly whimsical fashion. Frequently her steps being something closer to skipping than walking.


Personality:
Most consider the girl to be especially shy for her tendencies to keep to her self and away from large parties of people. And how she seems to trust only a few- speaking to others in fewer words. The truth behind the bashfulness is the fact she has trust issues- particularly with men.
Beyond her "shy" exterior the girl can be said to be quite child-like in mentality, perhaps due to the lack of formal education during her younger years. Seeing things as right and wrong, black and white- with a preference to do things her way.

While Naira often tries to hide her emotional turmoil for those acute in their observational skills would be able to read her like a book. Her eyes often betraying her stoic face; those large brown eyes the doorway to her heart. Her moody swings in emotion can be easily triggered as she doesn't take well to threats nor harsh insults. Triggering one of her deadly "tantrums"- a show of the lack of control she exhibits over her inherit "gifts".

To those she chooses to get to know she can be said to be kind hearted and willing to speak her mind. Her words not always appropriate, nor kind. Her words are nearly always spoken with subtle confidence- as she is resolute in her opinions and thoughts. Some would consider her naïve about the world, and stubborn like a mule when attempts are made to change her views. Despite her stubbornness and child-like attitudes about life, Naira’s moves in battle tend to be deadly and calculated, showing a strong tactical mind. Although, as an emotional being she can be easily upset, greatly altering her mindset. At that point her tactical thoughts change into more instinctual actions out of hatred or anger for her adversary or for no reason at all. Her “tantrums” tend to be a problem for those she would have called an ally only moments before.

Likes: Walking barefoot, wandering around in woodland areas, plants of all varieties- although the poisonous variety is particularly interesting to her, studying about a variety of toxins- nature, human and demon made. And sweet food.
Dislikes: Open flames- even those of a lighter, cigarettes, excessive heat, sweating, manual labor, sour food, and artificially flavored drinks. Dislikes most men for seemingly no reason at all.
Hobbies: Daydreaming, listening to music and journaling- occasionally sketching.

And that’s what they call the Law of Karma, my friends.

 

[Elinoi]

That’s why good or bad,
the ones who are left standing are the ones with the strongest wills to survive.

Demonology: Kin of Astaroth
Demon Class: C-Class
True Cross Academy Year: Second
True Cross Cram School Year: First
Exorcist Class: Page
Affiliation: Neutral.
Base Of Operations: True Cross Academy
My History:
Naira’s past begins with a strange relationship between her mother, Hyacinth, and the King of Decay, Astaroth. The true story of the events transpired between the two unwritten and untold- leaving only her father’s rash and hateful words to fill in the gaps. Sometimes he tells her that her mother was the victim, mercilessly raped by the demon lord only to be killed by her own kin. Other times the story plays out very differently, her mother having an illicit romantic affair with the King of Rot and Decay- and the girl’s development and birth having caused the rampant detrition of her mother. In short, in her father’s eyes Naira is nothing more than a devil who takes the form of a woman who looks eerily similar to his former lover.

What truths the girl does know about her birth is the fact her mother died holding her small body, uttering her name just before transpiring. And that her human father was forced to take her home- despite having no part in her conception. The early years of her life beginning in Larrisa, Greece- although she wasn't often given the opportunity to walk the streets. Her father treating her as if she were under house arrest, home schooled by an elderly woman who lived nearby. Naira's father being too busy with his work and afraid to allow her to be apart of conventional society. The elderly woman tried teaching the young girl how to cook and grow things in the garden behind the house; but Naira showed no talent for either task. Food typically having a foul taste to it despite efforts made by the elderly woman to "salvage" the meal and plants the girl attempted to grow frequently died for no reason at all. Causing the old Greek woman to shift her focus and read to the girl ancient greek literature. Stories of the Iliad, the Odyssey, and of Hercules.

The small family however only stayed in Greece a short period, as Naira turned eight her father moved them half way cross the world. Feeling Naira was becoming an increasingly dangerous individual as her tantrums had only been increasing in severity over the years. The man didn't think it may have been result from the abuse he poured out on to her. Or the limitations set to restrict her to a single room and be forgotten for hours on end. Attempts to leave often met with physical outbursts from her father. Little did he realize every time he bruised her or broke a rib it only increased her resolve to escape the prison she had been placed in.

Landing in Kyoto the two lived in the country side, far away from most. The young girl once more in the hands of capable locals. They lived near the coast tending to large rice fields. In exchange for labor they agreed to teach the girl to read, write and speak Japanese as well as about the local customs and such. Her greek ideals gained from the elderly woman early in her life meshed well with the Japanese field workers. The sense of community before the individual one of the aspects praised. Naira excelled in the class room, quickly able to decipher the language she had been immersed in- as her teachers only spoke fluent Japanese.

Naira was quite popular with the boys her age, her pale skin somehow attractive to them. Often the girl ignored the suitors- well aware her father was working to negotiate with some the possibility of an arranged marriage. However one such suitor approached the girl one afternoon- his intentions purely primal. As some rumored her to be some sort of witch. As some had become ill after merely touching her. His words mocking and his hands strong as he gripped her shoulder. The boy would come to know her true face as she rabidly transformed from her fragile body into the thick skinned spider queen. The water of the rice fields having transformed into dark purple acid, burning at the skin of those with in it and dissolving the plants within minutes. While no one saw what had happened, the boys body was discovered weeks later, moisture completely sucked from it- the leathery skin beginning to melt away to reveal white bones. This particularly strange event forced her father to reconsider his options. Feeling the young girl was quickly becoming an issue. But he didn't have the heart to take her life. Instead, he began to run preliminary tests. To determine if he could enroll her into an Exorcist school- that perhaps their sharp standards would keep her in check. But she had none, instead exhibiting a control of flora and other plants. As well as an unnatural healing ability- one he had known about for years, as despite how harshly he beat her the wounds would heal within minutes or hours. Thus he enrolled Naira into True Cross under the guise of being an Aria.

Relatives:
Astaroth (father): A demon lord she has only met a few times. He isn’t much of a father figure but tends to keep an eye out for her and that much she can appreciate from the busy king.
Hyacinth Dimitriadis (mother-deceased): Naira never got the chance to meet her mother as the woman died in child birth.
Alphaios Dimitriadis (surrogate father): Naira has a poor relationship with this man because of his struggles over her conception and the lack of closure of those events. Her mother’s early death didn’t help the matters and has always had an issue accepting Naira as a daughter. He sometimes has violent, physical outbursts towards the girl and tends to curse her and her true father.

My Goals: “I walk a path of self-discovery. It is my time to decide which side I belong to.”

The world being what it is, a lot of people out there deserve to die, don’t they?

 

[Elinoi]

Meister Primary Type: Apparition (Animal Spirit)
Meister Secondary Type: Zombie Warrior


Equipment:

• Etherlight
  
-----[x1] Etherlight wire.

• The Comb of Elemio
  
• Combat Knife

Runes: ---

Expertise:

• Toxicology
  Daughter to the King of Decay, Naira has an uncanny interest in studying the effects of poison on the body, in nature as well as their production and nullification. Her vast understanding of toxins and poisons allows her to create many of them on a whim. While in a kinder mood it allows her to communicate the best way to counteract most toxins.
  
  
• Light Foot
  Her father's oppressive reign taught her how to walk quietly, so sneak around if only to escape his presence and violent outbursts. Her quiet steps allow her to easily sneak up upon others, appearing like a ghost. This skill has other uses, as she is capable of crossing creeky floors silently making her an excellent thief if it were her intention. Supposively she could even cross a Nightingale floor without a sound.
  
  
• Memorization
  Naira is capable of remembering large sums of information and recall it like she were seeing it from a photograph. This particular skill was developed by her insatiable curiosity and the fact her father wouldn't allow her to read books of her choosing. Naira began to sneak out and collect books, hiding them away in unusual places. At a later time she'd sneak out once more to memorize a collection of pages before returning back home.