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(A disclaimer: If you ask me, at random, for a sex based RP, despite my clearly displayed preferences, you'd better have a very good way of making it happen. An interesting idea is a good start. RAPE RPs are NOT tolerated(in short, sex ain't gonna happen). Thank you.))
Not all is as it appears... not everything is as it should be. Sometimes, doing the right thing is more horrible than doing the wrong thing. You never really know...
What you see is, by all appearances, a young girl. A quiet, perhaps shy girl. Separate from any others, withdrawn and silent, contemplating something as her delicate hands fold paper into a new, more interesting shape. Deep, dark red hair, the shade of red known as garnet, frames her light skin, falling in silken waves to a point just below her shoulder, with shorter lengths to either side of her face, gentle loops of black ribbon containing these smaller lengths loosely. Her eyes, when she looks up, are dove gray in color, with a hint of blue behind, reminiscent of a cloudy sky. Beneath them, a small, pert nose is set, tying together her features, as she offers a shy smile, and holds up her hands to display a paper crane.
Further examination would reveal little... little, that is, because most of it is hidden under her clothes. Her hands are unmarked, for the most part. A light scar, perhaps, on the back of one hand. No more than that, really. Her neck is slender, but not so fortunate. There's a jagged, white scar on her throat, an old wound that has healed well, if not perfectly. Some things don't heal properly, as you can tell when she opens her mouth to speak... and no sound at all comes out.
Then, standing, her gray skirt swishing underneath her blue sweater, she smiles... and holds up her hand, as that paper crane takes flight with a life of its own. Then, slowly, she walks toward you... pauses, to look at you, with a very slight smile... and then walks on. Should you turn to watch... she would simply be... gone.
Serathriel is.... a mystery. An enigma. What she is, where she is from... no one knows. Not even herself. The above describes a potential random encounter with her. However, most of the time she is, in fact, at school, or at a local hospital... as a student, or as a patient. She lives at the hospital, in fact.. if only because she has nowhere else. She just showed up there, one day... badly hurt, and all alone, clutching a single white feather. And that... is Sera.
You want to know more? Please RP. And please be open-minded. There is more to this girl than meets the eye.
Please PM if interested, but not ICly.
Recent Events
The other day, Sera ran into one of her old Sisters, Mally. Sera had a very close call with a demoness, but Mally saved her... and recognized her. However... despite good intentions, there was no way Mally could take Sera in without killing or enslaving her. being old friends, the latter is, of course, what happened, and to show this Sera wears a simple, black collar, more like a choker, around her neck. It is, in fact, a little bit of Mally, and quite alive, marking Sera as Mally's now.
Events progressed in interesting ways that neither party could quite have foreseen. After a series of humiliations and a rather unpleasant incident, Sera has gained some interesting new things. Her power, which had been sealed away, has been returned in part, after a visit to Mally's innards. However, the power that was taken by Mally and returned had been twisted... and now so has Sera. She now has cat-slitted eyes, a foot more of tongue, a pair of foot-long impish wings, and a short, stubby tail that's surprisingly sensitive... oh my.
