Name: Enya Seaborne
Age: 17
Gender: female
Appearance: Copper colored hair with an undertone of dark brown, falls past her shoulder blades. Almost always worn down in a side part unless she just got out of a shower then it is braided straight down the back. Has a mix of green and gray eyes that are covered up with a pair of lightly tinted glasses. The glasses turn darker in the sunlight completely hiding the shade of her eyes. Stands about five foot six inches tall. Prefers jeans, but any time its warm its shorts. Wears tank tops all year round just in colder weather has something over it and hiking boots that she never goes without. Wears either a cat pentagram or a shamrock around her neck at all times. (sorry no picture)
Nationality: American
Religion/Philosophy/Beliefs: Wiccan at least to a small degree.
Personality: Enya is shy and often finds it hard to interject herself into conversations. She doesnāt talk much unless she feels completely at ease with those sheās around, meaning it takes a while for her to warm up to people. But she is extremely loyal if she ever makes friends. She hates the way she is and is always wanting to change, but canāt seem to find a way how. Wants people to see sheās not just the shy girl sheās been her whole life. She wants them to see she is independent and confident that is she not bound by what she can and cannot do.
BIO: Enya grew up like most children in a normal house with a mother and father except one small difference, her disability. She was born with only partial eye sight and was told by the time she was twenty-one if not before she would be completely blind. She is an only child because of this genetic condition. The growing up normal stopped when she was in fifth grade. Something happened one night when she was with her cousins and nothing was the same after that. She and her three cousins each were impacted differently, but the girl seemed to be the one affected the most. Doors that had been shut previously were now open. The doctors called it a miracle that came and went; her eye sight that is. The secret she kept from so many didnāt have to be hidden anymore due to that door being opened. But it brought other problems as she grew up. Things she kept from everyone more than the issues she was born with. It was why she begged to be sent to a school far away. Her parents agreed even if they didnāt like it. The girl always got her way when it came to them, though they didnāt always know why. She did and she was good at too.
Fears: People finding out the secret of her birth. Knows that it canāt be kept hidden forever, but she wants to have friends before hand. And snakes.
Likes: Writing, poetry, reading, being outside, swimming, summers, anything dealing with Celtic.
Dislikes: Spiders, snakes, odd looking food, loud music.
Element: water, untapped.
Weapon of choice: staff
Magic: She has arcane abilities such as shields that she uses a lot. Her dorm room has one over it to protect her as well as the pentagram she wears around her neck most days. Has been developing this ability, unknowing of the water element, to attack and not just defend. The main use is keeping her birth secret just that ā a secret.
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Enya Seaborne
"All secrets come to light."
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Mortal Realm
a character in “Guardians: Out of Darkness”, as played by AvengerSpirit
Description
So begins...
Enya Seaborne's Story
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There were a few things that sucked about being lost. The first thing was obviously one was lost. The second was being lost and alone, which shouldnāt have been so bad in a school full of people. But Enya had this habit of getting lost in the most crowded of places. Glancing around, the red head, sighed, glancing back towards the map in her hands. It wasnāt helping her situation, if anything it was making it worse. She couldnāt read the things to save her life. So deciding that the best course of action was to just walk around until she found someone was the only plan she had in mind.
Then again, the building that she was at was pretty desolate. She hadnāt seen or even heard a sound. āI wonder if I could find my way back to the dorm.ā She shook her head knowing it was hopeless on that cause too. She couldnāt remember the way sheād come. Standing up from where sheād been sitting, she rubbed the back of her neck actually wishing she had a hair bow. It was hot. And she loved the heat because it never seemed to bother her unless her hair was on her neck as it was now. Shaking her head she lifted the locks up allowing for some air and then let it back down. The copper strands reached the top of her medium green tank top easily. Now she was at least glad for the thin clothes. The tank top and jean shorts helped a lot but the socks didnāt. Too bad she was never abandoning the hiking boots.
Deciding that inside the buildings would probably be a better idea, she headed inside. And it was a lot cooler. She smiled lightly to herself as she looked around. She had to find someone in this place. āHello?ā She called out. She could hear her faint echo bouncing off the empty walls. āGreatā¦ā She muttered to herself as she wandered further into the building. Every now and then she would stop and look at some of the stuff becoming fascinated with a piece here and there.
After searching the whole upper floors, Enya decided to check the lower levels not holding out much luck. It seemed she managed to find her way to a building no one went to. Heading down she stopped a few more times to look at things before making it to the basement. She was just getting ready to turn around and head back up when she saw sight of the male. Finally, someone.
āHello?ā She called out lowly as she moved closer. That was when she saw the statue of the angel. She stopped walking and looked at it and then the boy. It looked particularly dangerous for him to be standing that close to the spear. But something inside her gut was going off. Something was off. She got the feeling every now and then but she could never explain it. All she knew was that something was right either with the situation or the other person himself. āUhā¦ is this a bad timeā¦ Iām kinda lostā¦ā She whispered slightly as she kept looking at the statue and then the male.
Then again, the building that she was at was pretty desolate. She hadnāt seen or even heard a sound. āI wonder if I could find my way back to the dorm.ā She shook her head knowing it was hopeless on that cause too. She couldnāt remember the way sheād come. Standing up from where sheād been sitting, she rubbed the back of her neck actually wishing she had a hair bow. It was hot. And she loved the heat because it never seemed to bother her unless her hair was on her neck as it was now. Shaking her head she lifted the locks up allowing for some air and then let it back down. The copper strands reached the top of her medium green tank top easily. Now she was at least glad for the thin clothes. The tank top and jean shorts helped a lot but the socks didnāt. Too bad she was never abandoning the hiking boots.
Deciding that inside the buildings would probably be a better idea, she headed inside. And it was a lot cooler. She smiled lightly to herself as she looked around. She had to find someone in this place. āHello?ā She called out. She could hear her faint echo bouncing off the empty walls. āGreatā¦ā She muttered to herself as she wandered further into the building. Every now and then she would stop and look at some of the stuff becoming fascinated with a piece here and there.
After searching the whole upper floors, Enya decided to check the lower levels not holding out much luck. It seemed she managed to find her way to a building no one went to. Heading down she stopped a few more times to look at things before making it to the basement. She was just getting ready to turn around and head back up when she saw sight of the male. Finally, someone.
āHello?ā She called out lowly as she moved closer. That was when she saw the statue of the angel. She stopped walking and looked at it and then the boy. It looked particularly dangerous for him to be standing that close to the spear. But something inside her gut was going off. Something was off. She got the feeling every now and then but she could never explain it. All she knew was that something was right either with the situation or the other person himself. āUhā¦ is this a bad timeā¦ Iām kinda lostā¦ā She whispered slightly as she kept looking at the statue and then the male.
As if being ignored was bad enough it seemed like she wasnāt even wanted. Enya had no problem with getting lost. The last thing she wanted to do was get on the bad side of anyone here. But this was her first time being around other people and she didnāt want to go back out and get lost again. She repressed a gulp as she looked from person to person.
It was, however, the remark made by the newest person who had come in that grabbed the girlās attention. She stopped looking back and forth from person to person and focused solely on her. Demons. Those were things she knew about, but could she let that be known. No. She had to stay back. The feeling in her gut had only increased over time. She was beginning to wonder if they were like her.
Enya had known there were others out there, but she never thought sheād actually run into any of them. Okay, sure one at a time maybe but certainly not one than one at a time. This seemed to be a group. And if there were more? She repressed another gulp knowing that she now had to answer for herself.
āUhā¦ Iām lostā¦ Iām just trying to get helpā¦ā She mumbled lightly. Now she wanted to stay. But she couldnāt say that. She lifted the glasses higher onto her face as her eyes flashed slightly in the light as she drew more power into them. It brought things into more focus as the green of the orbs grew defeating a bit more of the gray. āCanā¦ I _ā She was cut off by the girl bluntly writing her off as she started speaking to someone else in the group. āWhat are you all doing down here?ā She was afraid to ask. Afraid of the response but she wanted to know.
If they are like me. If they can see the demons thenā¦ For once maybe Iāll have friends. Except maybe this one. She doesnāt seem to like me at all. Jeez, I canāt help it that I canāt read a map to save my life and get lost easily. Give a girl a break. But then again if they are like me how come there are so many of them at one place? I need to find a way to stick aroundā¦ Thatās too assertive. Iāve got to convince them somehow to let me stay then. Iām tired of being the only one who knows. I had to leave my family just to protect themā¦ Wait. If I get this weird feeling in my gut does that mean they do too?
The question stuck with her as she glanced back to the statue, the boy standing in front of it and then to the other people in the room, lastly landing on the one person who was staring her down. She repressed another gulp, wanting to leave so she could get out from under the sharp gaze but she wanted to know, she had to know they were the same as her.
It was, however, the remark made by the newest person who had come in that grabbed the girlās attention. She stopped looking back and forth from person to person and focused solely on her. Demons. Those were things she knew about, but could she let that be known. No. She had to stay back. The feeling in her gut had only increased over time. She was beginning to wonder if they were like her.
Enya had known there were others out there, but she never thought sheād actually run into any of them. Okay, sure one at a time maybe but certainly not one than one at a time. This seemed to be a group. And if there were more? She repressed another gulp knowing that she now had to answer for herself.
āUhā¦ Iām lostā¦ Iām just trying to get helpā¦ā She mumbled lightly. Now she wanted to stay. But she couldnāt say that. She lifted the glasses higher onto her face as her eyes flashed slightly in the light as she drew more power into them. It brought things into more focus as the green of the orbs grew defeating a bit more of the gray. āCanā¦ I _ā She was cut off by the girl bluntly writing her off as she started speaking to someone else in the group. āWhat are you all doing down here?ā She was afraid to ask. Afraid of the response but she wanted to know.
If they are like me. If they can see the demons thenā¦ For once maybe Iāll have friends. Except maybe this one. She doesnāt seem to like me at all. Jeez, I canāt help it that I canāt read a map to save my life and get lost easily. Give a girl a break. But then again if they are like me how come there are so many of them at one place? I need to find a way to stick aroundā¦ Thatās too assertive. Iāve got to convince them somehow to let me stay then. Iām tired of being the only one who knows. I had to leave my family just to protect themā¦ Wait. If I get this weird feeling in my gut does that mean they do too?
The question stuck with her as she glanced back to the statue, the boy standing in front of it and then to the other people in the room, lastly landing on the one person who was staring her down. She repressed another gulp, wanting to leave so she could get out from under the sharp gaze but she wanted to know, she had to know they were the same as her.
Wouldnāt believe it even if she were told? It wasnāt like she hadnāt heard that line before. Course, she could have said the same to them about some things. Could it be that we are actually speaking about the same things? Enya sighed lightly as she glanced around still not liking the way the other girl was staring at her.
āI can see Iām not wantedā¦ā The line pointed clearly to the female who kept glaring at her. She knew she should try to get to stay. But that was rude and she couldnāt be noticeably rude to people. She turned and started to head out of the room, back to the heat and back to being lost.
Before she left she turned and glanced back at the statue. āThere would probably be a switch somewhere to get it to move. If the spear is moved when you get close, then the switch is somewhere else.ā It was a logical solution, one anyway, to their problem. āThat or you have to risk life and limb to get through it because the switch is on or near the angel.ā She sighed lightly.
The copper haired teen knew she couldnāt out rightly ask what they meant by demons, or rather what the girl had meant by demons. She clearly didnāt want her around. The way to stay seemed to be the boy she first saw in the room. āSo what did she mean by demons?ā She wanted to see where they went with it. If those were the things sheād seen since fifth grade.
āI can see Iām not wantedā¦ā The line pointed clearly to the female who kept glaring at her. She knew she should try to get to stay. But that was rude and she couldnāt be noticeably rude to people. She turned and started to head out of the room, back to the heat and back to being lost.
Before she left she turned and glanced back at the statue. āThere would probably be a switch somewhere to get it to move. If the spear is moved when you get close, then the switch is somewhere else.ā It was a logical solution, one anyway, to their problem. āThat or you have to risk life and limb to get through it because the switch is on or near the angel.ā She sighed lightly.
The copper haired teen knew she couldnāt out rightly ask what they meant by demons, or rather what the girl had meant by demons. She clearly didnāt want her around. The way to stay seemed to be the boy she first saw in the room. āSo what did she mean by demons?ā She wanted to see where they went with it. If those were the things sheād seen since fifth grade.
Leon scratched his head at what was being said between the others. He gave a small laugh. "Hehe. Um that is a really good point." He said as he moved past the girl. He started to examine the angel. It was quite detailed, the line looked perfect in almost every way. 'Wow who ever did this must have been doing this for quite some time.' Leon thought as he moved his head to get a better look at the statue. He took a few steps back to get in line with the others. "I can't really see anything in there." he said while shrugging.
He looked at the other girl and smiled. "Oh i'm sorry I didn't catch your name. What is it?" He didn't want to be rude but he was just curious. He examined the girl to just see what she really looked like. He started to look at her up and down and then turned around. 'Wow that was rude.' He thought. After a few moments he turned back to face her. "I'm Leon, in case you are wondering." He said as he looked to James to see what was to be done next.
"So James what is it that we do next?" He was kinda hoping he would say 'Oh you know nothing and not venture into the dark room with an angel that wants to kill us.' But Leon knew better than to hope for that. He then walked over the the angel and began to examine it one more time. "It feels like I missed something looking at this." He said out loud but not to anyone in particular. He stayed in a crouched position until he was told what was the next thing that they had to do in order to go further into this little cave.
He looked at the other girl and smiled. "Oh i'm sorry I didn't catch your name. What is it?" He didn't want to be rude but he was just curious. He examined the girl to just see what she really looked like. He started to look at her up and down and then turned around. 'Wow that was rude.' He thought. After a few moments he turned back to face her. "I'm Leon, in case you are wondering." He said as he looked to James to see what was to be done next.
"So James what is it that we do next?" He was kinda hoping he would say 'Oh you know nothing and not venture into the dark room with an angel that wants to kill us.' But Leon knew better than to hope for that. He then walked over the the angel and began to examine it one more time. "It feels like I missed something looking at this." He said out loud but not to anyone in particular. He stayed in a crouched position until he was told what was the next thing that they had to do in order to go further into this little cave.
Getting one of the teens to agree with her was a start, even if it wasnāt the person she believed to be the leader. It was definitely a start. Enya smiled lightly as she turned fully to face into the room. āIām Enya.ā She replied lightly right after the white haired male gave his name, Leon. She gulped under his gaze as he looked her up and down. She feared him seeing what she was doing as she did anyone who looked at her for too long. But once he stopped she breathed a small sigh of relief hoping it wasnāt noticeable. As soon as Leon went looking for the switch, possibly due to her comment, she took the chance to look around again.
The angel statue was highly impressive in the fact that as old as it appeared it could still move on its own or that the mechanical abilities to create it were present at such an ancient time. Then there was Leon bent down searching for a switch and the first male sheād seen, and the girl who wouldnāt stop staring at her. A fact that made her stomach twist into knots. As the girl started talking, her brows furrowed in confusion. I know what theyāre talking about, the demons? She gulped under the hard gaze. What is she? How can she know these things about me? She thought to herself until the other girl brought up having a water or ice element.
āWhat do you meanā¦ water or ice element?ā She questioned as she looked at Eyes and then the two males in the room, using it as an excuse not to look at the other girlās hard gaze as she looked her up and down. Then a single phrase caught her attention. She should stay. She felt her heart speed up and her stomach twist around. She could stay. No more having to be alone. āIā¦ I can stay? Really?ā She tried not to let the hope show through in her voice. She didnāt want to seem like her life depended on staying. It didnāt.
Then the other girl, Eyes, started speaking about freezing time and magic. Now she really was confused. Understanding the fact of demons was one thing. Things sheād seen since fifth grade could be called demons; sure, she wasnāt completely sure. But freezing time and magic? She shook her head, opened her mouth to speak and then stopped herself just short of any sound coming out. I have arcane magic? Thatās what she calls what I can do? How does she know that? Enyaās demeanor changed. She stood rigid, her muscles close to shaking. If she knows what I can do, does she know the truth? She glared at Eyes as if it would help her figure out how much the girl knew or even how she knew it, or possibly even to keep her from knowing her secret that the arcane abilities that she had protected.
Taking a moment to calm herself down, to unknot the clumps of muscles in her body, she watched as the other girl played around with the wall and watched the angel statue move. Watching the spear being reflected off an invisible shield Enya completely froze more so than she had before. She canā¦ she has a shieldā¦ The girlās green and gray eyes were wide. āHow did you do that?ā It was the first time her voice was completely strong no sign of her scared to be around others self. Forget believing anything about the demons, freezing time, magic, water/ice elements, or arcane abilities. I thought I was the only one who could do thatā¦ But how did she block a physical attack? Even I canāt do thatā¦ She gulped again, blatantly staring at Eyes in shock through the darkened lens of her glasses.
The angel statue was highly impressive in the fact that as old as it appeared it could still move on its own or that the mechanical abilities to create it were present at such an ancient time. Then there was Leon bent down searching for a switch and the first male sheād seen, and the girl who wouldnāt stop staring at her. A fact that made her stomach twist into knots. As the girl started talking, her brows furrowed in confusion. I know what theyāre talking about, the demons? She gulped under the hard gaze. What is she? How can she know these things about me? She thought to herself until the other girl brought up having a water or ice element.
āWhat do you meanā¦ water or ice element?ā She questioned as she looked at Eyes and then the two males in the room, using it as an excuse not to look at the other girlās hard gaze as she looked her up and down. Then a single phrase caught her attention. She should stay. She felt her heart speed up and her stomach twist around. She could stay. No more having to be alone. āIā¦ I can stay? Really?ā She tried not to let the hope show through in her voice. She didnāt want to seem like her life depended on staying. It didnāt.
Then the other girl, Eyes, started speaking about freezing time and magic. Now she really was confused. Understanding the fact of demons was one thing. Things sheād seen since fifth grade could be called demons; sure, she wasnāt completely sure. But freezing time and magic? She shook her head, opened her mouth to speak and then stopped herself just short of any sound coming out. I have arcane magic? Thatās what she calls what I can do? How does she know that? Enyaās demeanor changed. She stood rigid, her muscles close to shaking. If she knows what I can do, does she know the truth? She glared at Eyes as if it would help her figure out how much the girl knew or even how she knew it, or possibly even to keep her from knowing her secret that the arcane abilities that she had protected.
Taking a moment to calm herself down, to unknot the clumps of muscles in her body, she watched as the other girl played around with the wall and watched the angel statue move. Watching the spear being reflected off an invisible shield Enya completely froze more so than she had before. She canā¦ she has a shieldā¦ The girlās green and gray eyes were wide. āHow did you do that?ā It was the first time her voice was completely strong no sign of her scared to be around others self. Forget believing anything about the demons, freezing time, magic, water/ice elements, or arcane abilities. I thought I was the only one who could do thatā¦ But how did she block a physical attack? Even I canāt do thatā¦ She gulped again, blatantly staring at Eyes in shock through the darkened lens of her glasses.
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