Kythera Baedonen

Standing around five foot ten inches with lean muscle, Kyth is fast on her feet and quick with her hands. She prefers hand to hand combat over using the sword constantly at her side. On her right shoulder is a faint blue crescent moon mark, and her blue eyes are vivid on the outside, paling towards the pupil with white shards in them. Her long silvery white hair swings to her hips in a French braid.

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Slow to anger and forgive, getting on her bad side is NOT something you want to do. Becoming her friend can be difficult, but when you do, she's loyal to the end.

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# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:15:52, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen walked into the Bar, blinking the fatigue out of her eyes after coming off a patrol. Looking around, she realized that this was an interdimensional bar - something she hadn't seen in a long while. Sitting at the bar, she looked around, her gaze locking onto the tall man in a trench coat who, despite the lighting, wore sunglasses. She turned quickly, biting her lip softly. "Damn it . . . "

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:22:45, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen stiffened slightly as she felt Doryn's gaze land on her. As casually as she could with thoughts of being butchered by the Legacy due to her lowered strength, she took out a nutrition bar, eyes flitting over to Doryn once more. Unfortunately, her Soul Sword, now dead, was directly in Doryn's line of sight. One look at it and if he didn't recognize her before, he would after seeing it.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:27:55, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen 's jaw, so delicate even after being broken so many times during her careers, tightened slightly as she read Doryn's lips. But not slightly enough - a Legacy would pick up on it; she was too used to living with Humans. She debated silently with herself whether she should leave immediately or merely ignore the Legacy. In any case, she would not - could not - risk a full-blown fight with him.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:35:38, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen turned her eyes away from Doryn's. She couldn't risk him looking into her mind and finding out what had happened, or subduing her and bringing her to her brother. Without her meaning for it to happen, her right hand tightened into a fist. In a tone of voice she knew Doryn would hear, she said, "Don't try that with me, Karasu."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:40:45, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen shrugged. "I'm older," she said by way of response. As long as he didn't think to look too closely at her aura or Soul Sword, she could evade his discovery of her lost Legacy status.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:47:16, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen sipped at the drink she had ordered after checking it for any nasty surprises - you never knew. "I'm around twenty now," she said, again evasive. Her eyes drifted slightly towards the door and she wondered if, with her muted reflexes, she could escape Doryn.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:51:27, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen moved slightly, ready to bolt to the door when Doryn's attention was diverted in the slightest. There was no way she could win a fight against him, especially in her current state. "That depends on which version of me you're talking about," she replied.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:54:12, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen sighed. "You know, we shouldn't even be talking," she said, slowly shifting into a better position for her escape - a single second could count. "Seeing as how we obviously aren't in the same place in the timeline at the moment."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 16:57:23, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen chanced a look into his eyes. Using one of the techniques she had been coached in to reinforce authority, she firmly said, "No. I will not tell you when I last met you, Karasu, and you will drop this."

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:04:45, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen stomach dropped. He'd said her former name. He know now. Standing abruptly, she made for the door at as fast a pace as she could manage, heart hammering.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:09:41, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen narrowly managed to dodge him, tripping due to the sudden turn. Cursing, she struggled to get up, eyes focused on the door in what might have been desperation.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:15:43, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen supressed a shudder, fighting against the power. Between gritted teeth she snarled, "No!" Bringing up her right fist she aimed at his jaw, kicking out with one leg at the same time.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:20:40, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen bit into her tongue as she attempted to resist his power, drawing blood. Her right hand, now a bit messed up, dropped to her side, all her attention on not telling Doryn what he wanted. Dropping her eyes to reduce the effect of his power, she reached for one of the daggers hidden all over her body, this particular one being in the small of her back.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:26:34, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen felt her pulse jump, hair raising in fear. A small part of her logical mind screamed at her that she wasn't really deathly afraid of not telling him what had happened. Finally, though, her grip on the dagger disappeared and she said, between gritted teeth, "I los - lost it sealing - " She shook her head as if in a vain attempt to dispell the illusion of fear, eyes closing as she clamped down on her tongue.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:30:56, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen coughed, red blood bubbling from her tongue. Finally unable to take it any more, she stomped down the remaining logical part of her brain and bit out, "Sealing Chaos." The Legacy name felt wrong on her tongue, without the power it should hold - and the worst thing was that Doryn would be able to tell.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:36:49, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen sobbed drily, more angry at herself for being unable to stop her traitorous tongue from spilling truths that could end up altering her past in horrible ways. "My nephew!" she said, body now limp from her efforts to resist Doryn's power.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:40:51, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen gasped for breath, stumbling over her words. "Holo - my brother's!" she answered, hoping against all hope that he would notice her evasion of his name as well as the tell-tale hollow ring to the fragment she had spoken.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:45:47, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen barely realized she was being lifted further, her airway restricted with Doryn's grip. She nodded slowly, mind fuzzy enough that she could reply with no inhibitions. "Yes," she said slowly, "I killed him just like he killed Yuki . . . "

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:49:51, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen took in a shallow breath - the deepest she could manage. "Yes . . . Puppeteer of Fear, Crafter of Illusions," she said, giggling slightly. In her current state, it didn't seem odd to her at all to do such a thing, and a small twitch at the corner of her lips could have been called a quick smile.

# Gambit's Bar, 2009-10-03 17:55:53, as written by Cashala

Kythera Baedonen shook her head weakly. "She'll make sure . . . that you forget . . . " she said, her tone a bit uncertain.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Cashala

Last seen at: Gambit's Bar

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