Description
Medya is a 17 year old girl, about 5'3. She looks a bit younger than she actually is. She has white hair that doesn't quite go past her shoulders, and she normally has heterochromatic eyes. One is red, and one is blue. However, when she is more one spirit, both eyes become red or blue. Her natural eye colour is brown, however, it almost never shows up. She usually wears a black long-sleeved shirt and black jeans. The only other noticeable thing is that she wears a pair of black gloves to cover the charge-circles on her wrists.
Personality
Medya has three personalities. However, the easiest indicator of which is which, is the eye colour, and how she acts. Dark Medya is the nicest, and tends to be more kind-hearted. D-Medya is more cheerful, social and enjoys the company of other people. However, normal Medya is impassive. She shares traits with L-Medya and D-Medya. She tries to avoid trouble and too much conversation. This is because the conflicting D-Med and L-Med personalities cause her to be bi-polar. She can go from snappish to apologizing immediately. Finally, L-Medya is the darker side. She's also the more adult of the three personalities. Tends to be a flirt, however, angers easily and enjoys fight. All in all, this would be Medya's sadistic part.
D-Med = red eyes. L-Med = blue eyes. Normal Med = one of each.
Equipment
Medya carries a small-ish backpack with all her things in it.
Skills: Medya's special battle abilities are confined to her arms. Both spirits are manifested, however, each arm has 8 charges, represented by a small circle embedded around her wrists with 8 sections. When lit, there is a charge. In essence, this is the amount of times she can use a skill. They regain a charge in about 5 minutes, however as Medya gets tired, the time is increased. The dark energy is in the right arm, and the light is the in the left.
Devil's Right: A punch filled with darkness energy. Explodes on contact with an enemy, the immediate area is filled with a smoke-like effect, blinding the opponent and and others nearby. The smoke lasts for a few seconds before dissipating.
Angel's Left: A punch filled with light. On contact, releases light, similar to the Devil's right, it blinds. However, the Angel's Left is more offensive. The flash lasts for only a second, its main effect is to cause a small energy explosion.
Devil's Shield: Medya creates a shield made of dark energy, canceling out any magic that it comes in contact with. Deflects ranged projectiles, and gives a few seconds of paralysis for physically contacting the shield.
Angelic Scythe: Medya sweeps her arm, creating a blade-like energy that speeds towards the opponent. Three scythes per charge.
Devil's Blessing: Medya releases a flow of dark energy, supporting the target's life in some fashion. It is conformable enough to be useful in most situations.
Flight: Wings sprout from near the base of the arms, one is a white-bat type, while the other is a black-crow like one. As long as each arm has at least one charge, this costs none to keep in effect.
Rarely seen, Medya can occasionally synchronize both arms, and go into a more powerful state. In this mode, she gains increased speed and power, and all of her moves are buffed. However, it only lasts for about 3 minutes before she returns to normal, in an exhausted state.
Medya has strong mental powers, however, most of the time they are suppressing the two spirits inside of her. Thus, her powers are restricted to basic telekinesis and telepathy. She can lift small objects with a bit of concentration. She can also establish a mental link with a nearby person, allowing communication. She almost always asks for permission first before doing so, though.
History
Medya was orphaned at a young age. She doesn't remember her parents, and was taken into a religious household. Since she was little, she has had strong mental powers. This power was noticed by an angel. However, this was an angel who was not content with its current position. It flew to Medya and possessed her, putting her into a coma-like state. Her household noticed this, and assuming she had been taken over by devils, tried to call upon divine power to save her. Ironically, and amazingly, something did come. However, it was actually a renegade death god, a pacifist. The death god also merged into Medya's body, however, it did so with the intent to save her. These two now-spirits are still fighting inside of the girl, Medya. When Medya woke up from her coma, her foster family was relieved, believing it to be divine intervention. However, to be sure, they sent her to a famous priest. This priest figured out what was happening inside of her, and with her agreement, embedded the power collecting charge-circles in her arms. These circles were supposed to keep the spirits under control, however, they have had the added effect of storing energy, which Medya has learned to use. Since then, she has also learned to suppress their personalities with her powers - with the help of the priest, however three minds inside of her has made her slightly mentally unstable.
So begins...
Medya had barely managed to keep her balance on the way to the ship. As Jess shushed them, she gave a half-assed salute and whispered "Aye-aye, miss." With that, she steadied herself and followed the pirate onto the ship, admiring it through drunken eyes. "Wowza. Really nice ship Cap'n's got here." Again, the voices came out from under her breath. "El, let's make a deal. She gets out of hand, one of us takes over, and doesn't pull anything." "Fine, fine, I gotcha. No use if she drowns, after all."
Medya gave a stupid grin as she swayed away from Jess' half-hearted swing. "Hey now, Miss Jess, I din't say nuthin of tha sort. But now ya mention it, I wouldn't be mindin a romp right bout now." She turned to give the Alneh a wink, as she added, "Dun mind her, sir. I think she's a bit tipsy." The statement, while true, was nullified by the obvious fact that Medya was also quite drunk. This was made more obvious as she giggled when Axinn almost tossed the random man into the water.
Medya was pretty drunk herself, but she had already seen all she cared to of the commotion behind her. Instead, she was quite focused on Jess, who seemed to be trying to start a fight until she was distracted. However, this woman was still her superior, for the moment, at least, and Medya had also taken a liking to the cheerful pirate. As such, she noticed a man, who she vaguely remembered seeing in the bar, sneaking up on Jess, and reaching for her lower body area. "Dun look now, Missie Jess, but it loooooks like someone else be wantin a romp wit-cha too! ~" Medya laughed, almost falling to the ground with the exertion.
Medya let out a few more gasps of laughter before regaining control of her body, and pushing herself up. "Ya dawgs heard tha first mate, everyone who's comin betta help out!" She herself ran at a steady pace towards one of the ropes, and began untying the boat from the dock. With a quick glance back, she continued observing the man who had tried to touch Jess. "Ya better watch out, Jess! That perv looks like he's gettin ready fer anotha run atcha."
Medya gave another drunken salute to Jess before grabbing a rope, jumping and rolling onto the dock, right next to Saxom. At this point, there was an obvious change in her expression as she winked at the man. "Scuse me, sir. I'll just borrow that, thank you. Here's a rope up, for ya, in payment." With a quick attempt to snatch the bottle in his hand, she materialized two wings near the base of her arms, and flew back up to the ship. As she landed, she ran in a more stable way towards Axinn and Jess. As she approached, she shouted, "All ropes away, Mate Jess. And I have your rum, too!" Medya offered Jess the bottle as she jogged up to the pair. "Thanks, El. She was getting a bit out of hand there." "Don't be. I'm gonna have some fun."
Medya made a face at Jess as she turned back towards the other side of the boat. "I'm not talking to myself, I'm talking to..you know, what, never mind. You probably wouldn't understand it, even if I did explain it. Have fun with your man over there." Of course, all of this was mostly under her breath. Medya strolled towards the crow's nest, figuring she'd take the high view. She liked high places, and thus flew up towards the 'nest. As she reached the peak, she noticed a hooded figure, who she didn't recall boarding. Then again, original drunken Medya had been in control, and so she didn't remember much, period. "Hey there, stranger. What brings you to our wonderful ship?" Along with this overly sweet statement, Medya - Dee - prepared her both of her arms with the dark and light energy she used to fight.
Dee-Medya stopped gathering her energy as the man began to speak. She seemed to recognize him, at least, drunken Medya in the back of her-their head said that he was familiar. In any case, his statement along with the recognition probably counted for something. She gave Koufan a wink. "Sorry bout that. I thought you might've come to hurt someone on the ship. What a ridiculous idea, eh? But a vagabond, huh? I can appreciate that." She stretched a bit before throwing an answer back to Jess. "Yes, yes, Mate Jess. I will do exactly that! Don't be too loud down there, now!" Dee-Medya gave a small snicker and settled down next to Koufan. "Hey, you don't mind keeping watch out for me, right? I'm gonna take a break. It's been a hard night." With that, she lied back against the wood and immediately fell asleep.
Medya wandered around the Citadel, occasionally pausing to take a break in the shade. "Ugh...I have no idea what happened last night, but sheesh, I wake up, and Jess sends me to find something she lost because she was as wasted as I was. Pfft. Either of you guys wanna fill me in?" "Well, Med. El took over for a while, but nothing happened. So, we're looking for a dagger, don't forget. You remember it." "Yeah, I guess I do. Apparently that guy I handed the rope to took it. So we're looking for him."
"Goddammit, El, are you sure this is the right way?" "Bitch please. We're following Med. She's the one who knows the guy." "BOTH of you, shut up. I'm trying to track this fool, and your jabbering using my mouth isn't helping. Sheesh, frackin Jess. Getting wasted as I was, then losing her dagger cause she wanted to have sex with a toad, and then sending me to find her dagger for her..." Medya sighed to herself as she silently weaved through the crowd, following rumours of the man she was tracking, Saxom. "I like her well enough and all, but c'mon." As she turned to corner of some temple, she noticed him talking to another man. She quickly ran up to both of them and pointed at Saxom, forgoing a stealthy approach. She was tired and slightly hungover. "Hey, you. Jess wants her dagger back. Give."
Medya walked through the trees. "Why are we here?" "Because El wanted to find adventure. And for whatever reason, she thought she could find it here." As she walked, she heard footsteps nearby. "Adventure!" "Shut up, El. Might be an enemy." Medya carefully walked towards the sound, preparing to fight if necessary. She came across a wolf, and stepped back a bit. "Erm...hi."
Medya lowered her arms. It didn't seem like the wolf was going to attack her, and it seemed to be trying to say something. Unfortunately, she couldn't speak wolf. "Med, I think he's trying to speak." "Yeah, Dee. I see that." She spoke to the wolf now. "Well then...how did you get here?"
Medya tilted her head. "Trapped? Hmm...how are you trapped?"
Medya's eyes widened in surprise. She looked at the wolf for a second before they flashed red, blue, then returned to one of each. "We should help him, Med!" "For once, I agree. He might be a cutie. ~ Or interesting, at least." "Fine, if it'll shut you both up." She looked at the wolf. "I can probably cure you...for 10 minutes or so. Sound good?"
Medya entered the bar for the first time. She had heard many things about it, good and bad, but she figured that at least checking it out wouldn't hurt. As she walked in, the first thing that popped out was the emptiness. "Wow, not a lot of people today, huh?" "No problem. It's better this way. I don't like it crowded." "Yeah, I'm with you there." Med glanced at an angry looking man, and decided it was better to avoid him unless he confronted her. She took a seat at the bar.
"C'mon, he looks really mad. Let's help out! And calm him down so that the people here won't be bothered." "Dammit, Dee. You're annoying. Fine, if it'll shut you up." "He doesn't look too bad either. ~" Medya slid over the seats next to sit next to void, adjusting her black, long-sleeved shirt as she moved. Brushing back some of her hair, she smiled at the man. "Hey there, stranger? Why are you so mad?" If anyone looked closely, they would notice her red and blue eyes turn completely red for a second.
Medya glared at the man with blue eyes when he didn't even turn slightly towards her. Or rather, El did. "I don't care how good you look, your attitude probably doesn't help. Acting like that, I'm not surprised that no one would tell you where one is, even if they DID see one. Which I have. But I guess you don't want to hear about it." She muttered to herself. "Bastard. Have some respect." With that, she turned pointedly away from him, and ordered herself a glass of cranberry juice.
El-Medya smirked to herself(and onboard passengers), still turned away from the man. She quietly sipped her cranberry juice, watching the scene between the vampire and the other girl unfold before her. "I see I have your attention now, asshole. And, oh, I don't know. Maybe because you thought I was unimportant..I guess I'm just too beneath your great attention to tell you what I know and how I know it." She continued ignoring him, for the most part. "And you didn't even have to strip me to get him to notice you. Hah."
El turned to glare at the man again, almost spitting out, "You're so presumptuous as to say that I'M the one assuming? Well, to start, you assumed I was just a stupid girl, correct? And that I didn't know anything? I'm sorry, who's annoying? I was just attempting to be nice." In her mind, Dee spoke. "C'mon, let's just help him out! I'm sure he's really a nice guy.." "Whatever. Let's just get this over with." Medya mentally shrugged, turning her head to watch the vampire and the girl again, snickering quietly.
El drank from the glass of cranberry juice, deliberately waiting a second before responding. "You obviously didn't say much of anything, as far as I remember. Ever heard of respect? It's called turning to face the person who talks to you."
She gave the vampire a quick look, biting her lip. She tried to hold back a comment, but couldn't. "Yeah, yeah. Because men are so perfect, eh, vampire? Pfft. I think that if you were in my position, you'd be confrontational too. Unless you're a wimp or have no honour." She laughed to herself, drinking some more juice. It was quite obviously an explanation, as well as a jab at him.
El shrugged at Void. "Again, if you don't want to know where your precious zombies are, then feel free to be 'too tired.' Though it's obviously something important." She had pretty much calmed down at this point..until she heard Darius' comment.
"And SOME people should learn to not generalize, not to talk behind people's backs, and direct their comments appropriately. After all, I haven't said anything about vampires...yet." El vaguely took noticed of the woman and her interaction with the man, but still spoke. After all, if she had something she wanted to say, she said it. She also gave a grateful nod to Bumble for backing her up.
