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  1. Marcus Carsen Species: Dhampir Blood: Half-Breed(Wizarding Pureblood parent) Age: 25 Gender: Male A bit about Marcus. . . He is a Journalist that is more focused on breaking through to the truth by investigating the facts and displaying them to the public that is able to read from his personal journal. He is from an Egyptian family that is primarily Pureblood and believes in keeping ones heritage as such when it comes to magic. They're purists not extremists so they are apart of no massive cult, just really big jerks. This makes Marcus a bit of a black sheep that has been excommunicated which explains his current situation and need to hide himself from most that he encounters. Part of his history is also within the undergrounds of Australia (Both Muggle and Magical), thus he's met various types of criminals and people that have helped with his transition into the new country. Marcus also runs pro-Non-Human/Half-Breed efforts to make sure that they hold a chance of having a good life and not to be ridiculed for who they are. In terms of what he is looking to get into. . . Really anything that could develop the character. Plans and idea are always accepted to hear and build on to see where it goes. Dylan Connell Species: Human Blood: Pureblood Age:38 Gender: Male A bit about Dylan. . . This Irishman holds a dark history both in heritage and in personal activity. Coming from a family of extremist about their Blood he had been taught and even in times acted out the same ferocious prejudice that landed his family to be apart of a Death Eater cult. This particular group hunted down the Sullivan family, which he personally had been part of both hunt and passively the murders. Reluctant to raise his wand against innocents he turned on his brotherhood and protected a Young girl and her niece. This painted a red target on to himself and he fled. Due to this he's traveled to various places but held an interest in France from his past for a bit before moving on towards other interests. He currently works in a small shop that affixes wands and deals with their maintenance along with supplies. He hides under the name Gilliam currently and does indeed 'Sell Wand and Wand Accessories.' Not propane. Often can be seen around Tallygarunga delivering wands of special order or to classes that require more on hand just because of how volatile it may end up being. As for what I'm willing to toss him into, same line as with Marcus as it would be with most if not all of my characters. I tend to not give myself a massive end goal as I'd want environment and interactions to shape the path of their stories and decisions as well as the growth. Alexander Winfield Species: Half-Sorceress Blood: Half-Breed Age: 18 Gender: Male A bit about Alexander. . . Every bit of mystery about Alexander is not from him trying to hide anything (exception being his chaotic implosions!) but rather ignorance of his own heritage in its full scope. In his mind he comes from a Wizarding family with a not so loving mother. The truth of the matter is that it goes much further and deeper and the maelstrom of drama and chaos that is about to entrap the young man hasn't even truly started yet. Due to the mixture in his blood there is a constant combat raging inside of himself that has him ill often to the point of coughing up blood most days. Though he does try to cover it up the best that he can given that he carries a white (Stained with crimson) handkerchief around for those pesky fits. Music is his passion so one could easily found him playing up a tune or even trying to gather a performance together, He is somewhat 'Famous' in a sense if one watched videos or covers where he'd play music on. Antics will most likely ensue. . . What he's looking for? Well, I suppose stability is one way of explaining it. Friends, Fans, people who've heard a bit of his music and oust him. Tyson McKennis Species: Human Blood: Muggleborn Age: 17 Gender: Male A bit about Tyson. . . Tyson is a young man whose been situated in House Bourke at Tallygarunga and like many of his housemates there is a determination and drive to stay active, to even be sporty. This alone isn't simply for the love of it but rather for a purpose within himself, as if to seek a sense of proof or worth within the activities that he tosses himself into. Aside from typical practicing the muggle art of Muay Thai, he also finds time with his light class schedule to engage in Quidditich as a Chaser which holds its own thrills for him aside from the usual impression. A fierce force in reaction though he is not easily angered the very ideal and meaning of loyalty is all the more important to him due to incidents involving his Parents. What's in the cards for him? I'm looking to take the steps to see! Friends, Sportslike rivals to compete against as a way to better himself, he's a man who rises up to a challenge when presented it. Derrick 'Sparky' Ackers Species: Human Blood: Muggleborn Age: 26 Gender: Male A bit about Derrick . . Recently hired as the Professor of Elemental Magic, Derrick is what one could consider quirky and fun with many aspects of his life. While often considered a sense of flighty that is more of a nature to want to travel and experience all that he could encounter. There is a clear talent and even borderline love for Fire and all of its application from a magical standpoint, there is a reason his nick name is 'Sparky' after all. There are a lot more to the hidden curves under the nearly whimsical manners, there is a lot of hurt and pain from his past from being a natural punching bag for his oldest sibling and being the constant protector for his youngest sister, Janet. There is a history of lost within the last few years from a woman he had fallen or as well which has ended much of his travelling and fueled him to take up a more stable position as a Teacher with his degree. What's he looking to do? Aaah, Let's just say a persons day will never be brighter with him around, literally sometimes. Extending out a network of friends to give himself a bit more reason to stay in Australia versus moving around like his nature screams out for him to do. Inspire some students that, Fire, is indeed, GOOD! Jonathan Azai Species: Half-Fae (Shadow) Blood: Half-Breed(Wizarding parent) Age: 25 Gender: Male A bit about Jonathan . . While Jon is of Japanese descent his roots are very much Australian being first generation from his Father's side. The family business isn't all gumdrops and rainbows as he is forced to work under the watchful presence of a Yakuza family that migrated to the land down under in order to expand their enterprises and connect with different antiquities that could be shipped towards Japan. What sets him apart from most others that work under his Father, Homura Azai, is the fact of his mother's heritage as a Shadow Fairy which had been properly 'bred' into him like a prized hound or careful planning. Some methods and beliefs never escape from ones heritage it seemed as his father saw only a benefit to the mixed blood. A weapon. He grew up faster than any child should and experienced horrors and crimes that are so etched in his mind that he often is lessened in impact when situations escalate to blood and gore. It's a lifestyle for him and expected that many things could go belly up within an instant. It doesn't mean he has no desire to escape rather that he feels there's no escape and so he must conform for the time being. Under legitimate terms he works as a man of 'Insurance', loans to be more specific and offers up a side subsidiary of Bodyguards if one needs them, another form of loan entirely. This is ran by the semi-well known 'Azai Corporation' which is regarded as small but successful in both financial practice and ethics, yet, a front is still a front for the darker side that is underlying its purpose. Money laundering, Illegal transports, most things that can be explained on paper fall under his legal purview. His job as far as the personal Family is concerned is that he is a hitman and make use of his natural affinity for the shadows to carry out his assignments. Very few ever see him before the strike and when they do it's much too late. He's often accompanied by what one could call his 'Loyal Dog', Mishima. To Jon, it'd be one of his closest friends who offered loyalty in the form of a life debt. It is through this kind of faith in him from a few that he feels bound to either escape for a better life or change everything that is an issue for a better benefit, profitable, but not as blood stained if necessary. I'm opened to talk about various things that can happen and past/future connections. Jon is designed to be a darker side of the track character in the sense that he's on the wrong side of the track. A character intended to be involved in various kinds of situations that may not always be what some would want. Anything extremely severe will require proper communication and drawing out an understanding. Just to be on the same page with things. There maybe a future adoptable of Mishima once I get an idea of how I want to write them and the deeper story is flushed out.
  2. Marcus had made sure to call Gemini that same day to let her know that in a weeks time on the weekend he could clear something up. This, of course, meant that he was on full work mode after meeting with one of his old friends and a new one earlier in that week. Truthfully, the Dhampir was tired but he had no plans to retire to his coffin anytime soon, not when preparation work still needed to be performed! There were several cookbooks opened up on the table flipped to various pages: Chicken Parm Dinner, Homemade Biscuits, Honeyed Carrots - He had no idea why he was pushing himself to making such an elaborate dinner. Maybe it was because he felt they deserved it considering that he hadn't realized that Rosie was ALSO her grandmother. That's going to make for very awkward conversation since they hadn't really been able to discuss that small bit of a technicality about Marcus' life. Which. . . Also meant that he knew something deeper about Gem's life than she knew about his own. Usually such a thing wouldn't bother him and yet. . . Maybe it was simply because he found her endearing and fun. Another prospect could just be who her grandmother was and it made him feel a bit out of place to have such intimate information. The door to his home was left wide opened while the sound of music played through out the seemingly lived in home. It was a simple instrumental no real words towards it what so ever. "What am I forgetting. . . OH, Right, the Ice cream maker." Marcus turned his attention towards a cupboard as he opened it up and pulled out what seemed to be a fully wooden bucket with a well-kept metal crank without an inch of rust on it. Who wanted rusty ice cream? He set it to the side on the counter top as he leaned against the edge of it. "Now to just wait until she swings by. . . " She did say she'd come by early to help him out which he honestly probably needed more than he wanted to admit to anyone. At least this day couldn't get anymore weirder than having to deal with certain secrets.
  3. As much as she loved and often preferred the livelier and louder gigs at pubs, clubs, and other nightspots, there was something to be said about having an easy chill session during the middle of the day in the city center. Plenty of people wandering by, doing their Christmas shopping at this time of year, and stopping to enjoy the tunes, as well as those who were just sitting to have some lunch, or even waiting for their next tram. It also meant that Gemini could have Gabrielle with her, the five year old happy to sit beside her mother, while she and her band mates did their thing. Though, today it was just she with her guitar - which was set down in it's case for now as she took a break from it after the past few songs - and Trav, who also played guitar, but had a xylophone out for the next number. The male set the beat by tapping his foot, and then the music began, shortly followed by the pair's voices as they sang a cover of Say Something, probably their last song for the day. The problem sometimes with music, however, was that it could hit someone deeply, and Gemini should have known that this particular number would do that to her. She'd sang it at a funeral only a few years ago, for someone that she wasn't even certain at the time was dead. The body had never been found, after all. But it hurt all the same, as she'd used the number to say her goodbye. Those memories were fresh right now as she sang with passion and emotion filling her voice that projected through the close vicinity, causing a number of admirers to stop and listen. As much as a detriment emotion could be, it was also an ally to an artist, it gave power to their chosen art, and right now it gave her a lot of power. In fact, there was a small crowd by the time the performing duet trailed off the end of the song, followed by a small applause, which brought a smile from the young woman, even as she lifted a hand to wipe a stray tear. "Are you sad, Mama?" The voice of Gabrielle reached Gemini's ears, and the young woman had to laugh quietly before picking up the girl onto her lap and giving her a strong cuddle. "Nah, I'm fine, gorgeous," Gemini reassured the girl, and then looked over to Trav, who was packing up his gear. Yep, ending on a high note was definitely a call. The pair spoke for a couple of minutes, before the man headed off, and Gem then began to make sure her guitar and anything else she needed was packed safely, before picking up the case and glancing around with a sigh, "What say we get something to eat, eh Munchkin?" She smiled down at Gabby as she began to walk, before accidentally smacking someone in the leg with her guitar case. "Oh, shit! Sorry!" Gemini looked over at whoever she'd hit, offering an apologetic smile. The least she could do was try not to be clumsy. (Gemini)
  4. Letting out a deep breath he thought for a moment. Lot had not been able to make much sense of the newest issue to divide the family. Which was no surprise considering his father was a mess in the most intense way, but that did not change the anger Lot felt about the whole thing. However, he had come to spend the weekend in Melbourne. Doe was having a bit of trouble and so he had decided to spend a little more time here. That and his niece had absolutely wrapped him around her finger. Which meant between his daughter and his niece, he was done for. Though Lot didn’t really feel the need to be anything else. He was just lucky to be out with his child and his sister. It was enough for the time being, to not have to look over his shoulder. The kids were asleep, and so he had felt as though he could leave for a few hours. It was not as though he would be far away, and it seemed easier with the three of them sometimes. Lilah kept Silas rather occupied and Persephone was too young and had been in bed a bit longer than the other two. He and Doe had been sitting in the living room when he mentioned he would be heading out. Lot had spent many years as a fugitive and there had been few things that had made it bearable. When he could Lot made sure to get out to see his friend. Since he was in Melbourne for a little while he did not feel guilty leaving for a little while. It was something he had to get over. The fact he felt guilty when he was not with his family… having missed so much time with them. He was trying to figure out how to balance everything- There was that strange thing between what it meant to be free and how to be free. They didn’t really tell you how to do that. It wouldn’t be too long, he knew, but a drink with someone who had been a very helpful to his cause when he had not thought he needed it. After promising he would be home soon and then he was nearly kicked out of the living room. He had selected a familiar place. Letting out a deep breath as he found a table in the back corner out of habit. It was darker, easier to blend in when he tended to stand out no matter where he was. Leaning back into the chair he smiled as Marcus approached. He stood and held a hand out to shake. ”Seems they let anyone into this place if you and I can both get in.” He chuckled.
  5. It had been a longer day than Ikedi had expected. There had been a snafu with one of the incidents and that had lured him from his office and out into the field. Ikedi actually preferred to be in the field, he only then struggled with catching up on the paperwork- he needed to hire a new assistant. Marjorie had left when she had her third child and honestly she had wanted to stay but he understood the woman needed to devote more time to his family. He would have done the same had he been in her position. Or maybe his hypothetical wife would. Or maybe they would hire a nanny… It was truly hard to speculate such things. That and Ikedi was not sure he would want three more after raising his siblings. Letting out a long sigh he wiped his hand over his face, the report would need to be on his desk as soon as he got in the office. He had tried to make sense of it in the field but he was really mostly doing damage control when he arrived. After giving instructions he made sure that they were understood and he left. It was later than he liked to head home. Not to mention he had not really had time to stop and think, let alone eat or anything else. The Roo offered an interesting option for the evening and figured he may as well stop and get a drink, he would order food on the way home and pick it up. Chinese sounded good. So did everything else but Chinese seemed to offer him the most options. He smiled at the thought. Food always seemed to make him happy… he was not sure if that was good or bad. It was not often that Ikedi was able to stop in Narrie. He liked the town, when he first went to Tally he thought he would be able to settle there but life had other plans. The last time he was there he had been to speak at the school about what it was the department did. He had not been the head of the department then and that felt like ages ago. It also felt like yesterday. He walked into the Roo and smiled as he found a seat at the bar. He ordered a whiskey. And settled in, content to people watch. At least for a little while. (Ikedi)