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Lillina Rain Stephenson
Lilli or Rain

Female
"I'm a girl and proud of it. I won't trade my body for love, even if it means dying alone."

21
"The best thing about being twenty one? I can legally own a gun."

Heterosexual
"What can I say? I'm attracted to male bodies, not female ones."

Anti-drug, anti-slavery
"All people a equal and deserve to be free and in their right minds. Drugs and slavery both take that away."

Lillina is brave and a girl who won't take crap from anyone. She is passionate and not afraid to share her opinion, even if nobody else feels the same way. She's cunning and able to think under pressure. She's stubborn and a bit closed minded. She is set in her ways and refuses to see other people's. She's witty and sarcastic and has her wild side. But will never smoke, drink, or do drugs. Most consider her a rebel because she goes against the two biggest things in the world, drugs and slavery. She's tough and downright badass at times. Her pain tolerate is high and her mind is strong. She's a fighter through and through. Though she does have a case of OCD that annoys everybody in her family, but on the bright side, their house is incredibly clean. Underneath her tough outer shell is a sensitive girl with a passion for singing. Though she is incredibly shy about it. Only the people she trusts can hear her sing. And sadly, her family isn't on that list.

Lillina has known pretty much her entire life that she is against drugs and slavery. From a very young age she would sneak slaves out of her house and give them some money so they could survive. She has refuses to take any kind of drug, even pain killers or allergy pills. She has never gotten along very well with any of the other members of her family, due to her the fact that her mortals are different than theirs. Her dislikes of drugs and slavery caused her to drift further and further away from her family as she grew older. She was seventeen when she heard about the freedom fighters and instantly jumped at the chance to join. It was there that she learned how to fight and what her natural talents were. Her part in the group was fighting and distractions. Due to her high tolerance for pain and bravery. As she has grown older, she spends more and more time with the mostly men of the fighting portion of the freedom fighters. Her parents, and even to some extent her sisters, called her a slut. Because all they knew was that she was meeting up with various men of various ages, they didn't know what she was really doing.

Lillina is a trained marksman, and now that she is twenty-one, she always keeps a semi-automatic pistol on her person now.
On top of firearms, Lillina is also trained in martial arts and though she's only been fighting for four years, is in the top ten in the freedom fighters.
Lillina never has, and never will drink, smoke, or do drugs. She is also still a virgin, and proud of it.

So begins...

Lillina Stephenson's Story

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Setting

Puget Sound, Washington

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#2014-04-22 23:58:41, as written by Burn One Down

west coast smoker

may brings with it dark stormclouds of pure steel wool that stick to the grey sky
like lint on a sweater. they hang around, close to puget sound and thicker in the
surrounding hills, threatening rain but bringing nothing but the smell of it with
them. a pod of orca swims just off the docks of the loneburough manor, dark
and shielded by a gossamer of mist from their blowholes they slide through the
water like a part of it. the overcast skies mean very little to the residents of the
manor, seeing as the newest slave acquisition is arriving, which means for the
slaves another mouth to feed and another life to watch tattered to pieces before
it's old enough to really live, and it means to the heir of the daedal house some-
thing quite different. it means the beginning of the process of freeing slaves and
maybe changing the world. that might be ambitious, but puget sound has been
known for its ability to make dreams come true, after all, and if nothing else the
orca are a good sign.
the largest bull slips handily into the water as he follows the matriarch under, a
boat working its way up river as a very small patch of sun breaks through the
looming grey stormclouds. this is the beginning of something quite different.

luca goodwin;;

the newest acquisition sets his bags at the foot of the lower bunk bed furthest
from the door and closest to the window. he has very little in his bags aside
from makeup and revealing clothing given to him by his last master. he regards
all that with something akin to disgust but takes it with him anyway because a
man in his situation cannot and will not let go of the few things he does have
to his name. not that it particularly matters, after all, he himself is little more
than property at this point and pretending to be anything else is next to
useless this far in. his haughtiness might remain, but luca will always be the
first to admit that his soul is broken; slavery is no place for a highborn man
and even less a place for him. but he has somehow managed to keep going
and that's what's brought him here, finally free of his mark as a bedslave and
perhaps just one step closer to being a freed man. one can only hope at least.
but hope is rather worthless, he has to remind himself, at least to men like him.
luca sits on the bed and waits in the empty room, awaiting orders or requests,
some direction. it's become his default at this point, waiting, patient.
silas davison-winn;;

somehow, silas has found himself not only at loneburough manor but without
anything to fix or work on, which is a rare enough occurrence on its own, but
also with a full pack of cigarettes in his back pocket and a stash in his jacket
pocket. the only logical path from both those things is making his way down
the daedal property to the docks, at least in his mind, where he picks through
the rushes and cattails lining the edge of the dock to sit with his legs swinging
over the edge. as he lights a cigarette between his teeth he notes the pod of
orca not far offshore, and for a long moment his eyes catch on the rainbows
that their blowholes spatter when they give off mist every time they come up
for air. silas feels hunger gnaw at the corner of his stomach but ignores it; the
cigarette is more important, and beyond that, there's the weed in his pocket.
it's not exactly what he'd like to be doing, but si is more than aware that doing
coke at work is frowned upon in most places, even when it's legal. pot, on the
other hand, he can definitely write that off as just another way to get through
the day. at least he hopes so. the feeling of being sober is getting to him. and
anything to escape it is good in his books. holding the cigarette between his
teeth, silas pulls his glass pipe and stash out of his pocket and starts loading
a bowl, eyes still distantly on the orca, swimming through the reflections of
stormclouds on the sound.

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Puget Sound, Washington

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#2014-04-23 01:13:24, as written by RurouniBishi

Lillina Stephenson

[center]Lillina walked down the street, to anybody who walked by she looked like a typical girl these days. With a dark colored hoodie on and headphones in her ears. But she was far from normal. If they paid attention to the back of her hoodie, they would see the mark of the freedom fighters on it. A light gray silhouette of a person in rags, breaking the chains that were around their wrists. She was a brave girl for wearing the symbol so freely, and she was proud of herself for being able to. She also carried a gun, another thing that made her not normal. She was listening to her favorite song of her favorite band. A song she thought suited the freedom fighters almost perfectly. Fall Apart by Icon for Hire, if she was alone and not on a semi-crowded street, she would have singing along with it. But inside she walked silently, her hands stuffed in her pockets.

She was walking to a meeting with the freedom fighters. After three months of silence they were ready to strike once again. Their target was a shipment of kidnapped slaves that had just arrived in the city, waiting to be sold. Their goal was to free them and give them their lives back. It was going to dangerous, it was going to be scary, and Lillina was stoked for it. If it meant giving freedom to the people who deserved it, then she would gladly give her life. Already in her four years as a freedom fighter, she had been shot three times and stabbed four. Her job was one of, if not the, most dangerous job there was in the group. No matter how safe a mission was for everyone else, Lillina would be in danger every time they struck.

She knew that in likelihood she wouldn't have a peaceful death, and though it did scare her a little bit, it was something she was ready for. Because death could come at any moment anyway, so why not go out changing the world?

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