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Elayna Clare

"Why is it that people cannot handle the truth? They run away from their fears and mistakes without trying to change them."

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a character in “Bonds Through Chains”, as played by LavenderMistress

Description

Name: Elayna Clare
Age: 20
Gender: Female
'Race': Wealthy
Height: 5'8
Weight: 128
Skin Tone: Extremely pale


Appearance:Image


Personality: Elayna is a thoughtful young woman who always has a pen and notebook in hand. She hurts with those who hurt and is deeply affected by the suffering of slaves.

She seeks an arena where a role of effectiveness may impact the lives of the slaves.---whether that be in the field of, medicine, teaching, and writing.

Elayna naturally defends the defenseless. Although she is gentle and compassionate by nature - even toward the wrong doer - she is formidable in "battle" and seeks to be unswerving in virtue. However, if unindividuated, Elayna can be vengeful, secretly pleased when someone gets their "just desserts". Otherwise, she can even be found to feel remorse for anyone who "hurts".

The woman is moved through her inner conviction and, therefore, cannot apt to follow the lead of others unless the cause is one they can wholeheartedly support.

Elayna is extraordinarily insightful and can "peg" a less than honourable cause intuitively. She can "see" what many others cannot and is rarely fooled or manipulated by others. She is "there" because she WANTS to be.

Though many count her as a friend, in truth, her friendships match her value-systems and her friendships are few but deep. She has the ability to form friendships that do not need "presence" in order to flourish.

Being peace-loving, sensitive and reserved, Elayna has a hard time expressing her personal feelings in public. Few are those with whom Elayna can share her most intimate feelings with.

She is nurturing, deeply loving and aware of the simplest needs of those with whom she forms symbiotic bonds with. Her form of caring transcends the ordinary.

When the woman's needs are met she is capable of the deepest levels of intimacy. In truth, many are drawn to her expecting intimacy because of her natural empathetic way of relating, much to the puzzlement of Elayna, she is impersonally personal in her empathizing ways.

She is easy in nonverbal communication, able in the written word, gifted in understanding, fluent in speech and - yet does not naturally seek the limelight in that she is retiring by nature.

Elayna tends to be easily hurt, though she may not reveal this except to their closest companions. Elayna may "silently withdraw as a way of setting limits", rather than expressing her wounded feelings—something that may leave others confused and upset.

In the quiet of her souls, Elayna lives a spiritual inner life of such clarity, depth, broadness and passion.

Likes:
Green Tea
Writing
Art
Helping others
Her silver Flute
Taking the time to think
Dislikes:
Loud sudden noises
Slavery
Being sneaked up on
Fighting

Interest: (As in love interest?)

Bio: Elayna grew up in the Clare household of wealthy parents. Her family owns many fields of crops and cotton.

Other: Elayna is French.
Theme song: Darkest Dim by Tokimonsta http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sPW-F3Eebkc

All things change, all these changes…anyways
Give it time, let my words sink in like wine

Make a better way, can’t act like I’ll stay
Pick a little song, help me carry on

I know, I know, I know
That it’s the fire in your eyes
And it’s the dream I hope to find
And it’s the weight down in your soul
And it’s the strength to carry on
And it’s the little whisper tone
And it’s being okay alone

If I can just pretend
That something happens when
My eyes are closed, I’m safe alone
In my darkest dim

Oooooo, Oooooooo

If I can just pretend
That something happens when
My eyes are closed, I’m safe alone
In my darkest dim

Peace in the darkness, peace in the darkness

Peace in the dark, peace in the dark
Peace in the dark, peace in the dark

If I can just pretend
That something happens when
My eyes are closed, I’m safe alone
In my darkest dim



Thoughts on Other Characters:
TBA

So begins...

Elayna Clare's Story

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Character Portrait: Elayna Clare Character Portrait: Ivan Akiviri Character Portrait: Kida Abara
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"Would you prepare me a basket of food?" Elayna asked Yui, the chef as she walked into the kitchen. Yui looked over to the woman and nodded. "Sure Elayna, but hadn't you eaten two hours ago? Surely you wouldn't be that hungry again." The older woman said with an raised eyebrow. Elayna sighed. Oh how she wanted to tell Yui what she was doing, but was afraid she would go and tell her father of her plan. Elayna cleared her throat and answered. "Ah, you see, for some strange reason, I've been more hungry than usual. That is all." The Yui nodded in understaning and handed Elayna the basket of food.
"Bon apetit!"
"Merci beaucoup!"


The woman had arrived in the city of poverty and had almost shed a tear. There were people lying in the shade, looking almost dead. She wanted to cry, it hurt her emotionally to see others going through something as horrific has this. Now that she thought of it, why did she keep on coming back to this place? It made the woman despressed and mopey most of the time, but she came for the people. She was there because she wanted to help out. As Elayna walked around, she got several stares from people because of her clothing. She frowned, realizing that she had forgot to change out of her formal attire of a dress and heels into clothes of a merchant. But of course, it was too late now and there was no turning back.

Looking to see if anyone was watching her, she quickly handed out the contents in the basket and pieces of gold to several people. Elayna hurridley walked away before she could have heard their thanks. As she walked away, she saw what looked like a pink-haired slave being confronted by slavers. The woman knew what she was going to do, it would be risky, but she had to do it. Taking a deep breath, Elayna marched over to the pink-hair boy and grabbed his arm to what seemed to be roughly to others, but was actually very gentle. Mustering up what tiny bit of courage she had now at the moment, she spoke in a harsh and heartless manner. "Slave, trying to get away yet again I see. Well, you'd best prepare yourself for your upcoming whipping tonight." She said, her eyes pleading with the pink-haired boy to play along. Elayna turned over to the slavers, she recognized one of them as Ivan Akiviri, heir to the Akiviri forturne. Her father often tradded cropps and cotton with his father. Walking over to Ivan, she held her hand out elgantly for him to kiss it and cleared her throat. "Mr. Akiviri, it is most wonderful seeing you again. Please excuse my slave for his most unacceptable behavior, I am still working on him you see."

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Character Portrait: Elayna Clare Character Portrait: Kida Abara Character Portrait: Misaki Harima Character Portrait: Yukiteru Nokosuke
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Kida felt a gentle pulling on his arm as his eyes drew to a woman grabbing it. He didn't know this blue haired woman, and he didn't understand what she meant until she gave him that look to play along as he did. His acting was never good, so he tended to stutter a bit, "U-uh... Y-yeah.... R-right... I'll be... going back then..." He said slowly, wondering why someone of the wealthy even tried to stick up for a dirty and mere slave as him. Though, it did make him wonder if she was standing up for him, or if she was just planning on buying him and treating his kind like the wealthy always would. But of course, he remained suspicious first, not trusting any of the wealthy until he had proof.





Misaki wasn't planning on buying any slaves today though. If she did, she'd be in big trouble because she'd obviously let them go free into the city and her strict parents would find out that their money disappeared with no benefit. It made her sigh, thinking about it. Most of the wealthy only cared about profit and gaining something from someone else. It made her sick just to even hear the word wealthy. She decided to take a last effort in giving a few more items to the poor before her parents realized their daughter had gone missing.





Yuki, in the distance and near the entrance, saw a couple of people, seeming to be a few slaves, one having pink hair and looking much different than the others, and two of those from the city of wealthy and lavish. It didn't seem like the best time to interrupt, but he raised his hand while approaching, as if he was in a classroom, "Excuse me, but is there anything going on around here? There can lead to quite a lot of conflict in this city if you bring it so easily." He said, a small smile on his face like always. He didn't read what they said and meant, so he began to assume there was some sort of conflict.

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"Mr. Akiviri, it is most wonderful seeing you again. Please excuse my slave for his most unacceptable behavior, I am still working on him you see."

In Ivan's mind it was pleasing to see a familiar face in the crowds of poverty stricken creatures. Elayna's father had been trading with the Akiviri family for quite a while. It is not much of a surprise that several thousand slaves take up a lot of food and clothing so cotton and crops were always bought by the tons. The Clare family was just a very convenient source. The slave that stole the head phones had caught Ivan's attention for he did have use for ballsy slaves. While those who obeyed everything they were told were sent to harsh labor, those who wanted better living were given the roles of higher chained slaves. Slaves who ordered, execute, and enforce laws onto other slaves were given better quarters and more privileges such as the right to marry or own certain property. He had one of his higher chained slaves who ended up owning a slave beneath him. He gave the slave corp the name of the Ofamucatus.

"This slave you have here. What is he like?" He asked Elayna. "Does he normally steal or disobey orders?" Ivan wanted to know the answer so he could perhaps buy the slave off of her, cheap if possible. Though if not it did not matter because one could not put a price on a potential soldier. He turned his head when he heard the sound of another voice coming closer. It was a small young boy who was questioning whether or not they were discussing a conflict. "No this is a discussion between acquaintances and business. Now run along boy, back to your family." He waved his hand in a random direction and turned back to Elayna waiting for an answer.

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Character Portrait: Elayna Clare Character Portrait: Mikazuki Natsumi Character Portrait: Ivan Akiviri Character Portrait: Hatakeyama Kaito Character Portrait: Tanaka Hiraku Character Portrait: Kida Abara
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Ms. Cheng stood there again quietly. Once again she was over estimated and passed off of any value because of Mr. Hatekeyma's own egnimatic wishes in the past. "No." Was the diffentative answer. It stab almost like a knife as the older woman gave her stare down.

"It is not Mr. Hatakeyma who will be buying this company it will be me. I am the one handling this exchange and I consider this treatment an extreme insult." She said with a little bit of bitterness distilled into her tone though covered well at the most. "The denial of my meeting with your father speaks that you don't believe I won't keep my word and be trust worthy and shows that you completely disrespect the wishes of my employer."

If she or her father was not willing to play by the rules, then it was a warning sign of things to come. "Now you can explain to your father just how you destroyed a multi-million dollar deal in a few minutes of time, unlike your father Mr. Hatakeyma has a great trust in subordinates." Was all she said as the older woman approached the lot again waiting for her car to return. She didn't even take the files or the crane as her instincts as a professional told her this deal would bring the company nothing but troubles.




There was a snide snobbish apathy among the wealthy to the street to even acknowledge Tanaka and his blatant violence. He should not complain, as the slaver and his three associates simply departed with their one man. The other slaves on the streets winced horrible as the large one of the four dragged their victim to the car and began to savagely beat him with brute strength alone. The woman aided her associate in the beat down before she popped open the trunk the two tossing the man inside. The slaver took one long look at the group around one pink hair slave. He thought nothing of it simply retaking his seat in the car and the old rust clad motor began to cruise off. Slaves silently went back to their affairs.

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Elayna inhaled air. She was NOT expecting Ivan to ask that question, but nonetheless, she had to keep her act up. "This is the fifth time I had caught him in the act of stealing, and I shall make sure he pays immensely. Also dear, do you have any punishment suggestions? I need something new to torment the rest of my slaves with." Those very words spewing out of her mouth made her want to gag out of disgust. Never had she thought she'd ever say those words, even if it is only for pretend. When she got back home, she was sure she would cry herself a river.



(Sorry for this horrid short post.)

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"This is the fifth time I had caught him in the act of stealing, and I shall make sure he pays immensely. Also dear, do you have any punishment suggestions? I need something new to torment the rest of my slaves with."

It was troubling to think that her slave had disobeyed her more than once. She obviously didn't break her slaves properly. Ivan signaled over Flitch and spoke in his ear. "Bring me random slave. A child. Preferably a little girl. Perhaps blonde and healthy." He whispered to the slaver. He waited patiently as he waited for Flitch to return, just looking between Elayna and her slave. He took out a small vile, a syringe, and filled the syringe with the liquid from the vile. "This is concentrated venom from the Fiddleback Spider. With a concentrated version the lag time of feeling the agony of the venom is shortened significantly from eight hours to the span of a few minutes." He told both of them. Soon Flitch came back with a pale blonde girl who was probably six years old. "Name's Blossom."

"Blossom." Ivan looked down at the girl. "Hold still." As Flitch held the girl's shoulders, Ivan injected the venom into her arm. He stood as he waited for a few minutes until the effects kicked in. She fell to the ground and began to vomit violently. "You see the venom is awful for she will endure this for a good ten minutes though this is only for a demonstration. In about five minutes her skin will become so tender that when rubbed vigorously it will blister easily." After the fivem minutes of watching the girl vomit and shake he ordered Flitch to rub her face until the skin peeled so much that she would be unrecognizable. She was screaming at that point in which, after a minute, Ivan kneeled down to her and forcibly snapped her neck.

"After each time your slave disobeys you, no matter has insignificant it may have been, kill an innocent in this type of fashion. Then Burn the victim's name into the slave's forehead. If the slave continues to disobey repeat the process but burn the names from their face to their toes." He told Elayna as he forged a grin on his face. "I would personally like to see the name engraved. Blossom is a lovely name after all."