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Azalia Dorin

I'm goona be myself. Get over it.

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a character in “Covens, Cliques, and Hexes”, as played by CuteAsKaylah

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Full Name:Hi I'm Azalia Venus Dorin

Nicknames:You can call me ZayZay

Age: I'm 17 I'll be 18 in three months

Hometown: I'm from San Francisco, California. Sea cliff all the way!

Ethnicity My dad is white and my mom's italian

Sexuality:I only like men

Coven:Circe

Specialty:Well I am in Circe so you know I love dark magick. I pretty much dabble in everything, its fun. However I prefer to charm objects and people. Its fun it's like having little puppets.

Abilities:
Charming inanimate objects:
I can use random objects like spoons, necklaces, ect and use them to make a person feel a sort of emotion however mine are only temporary and only last for like an hour or two.

Languages:
I am fluet in many old dark languages from witches before me. I studied alot of them and can translate most old scribes. I'm also fluent in Italian, Spanish, Latin, French, and of course English

I see through people. I don't fall for fake stuff that people do. I know how people work and I can see past all their lies.

Familiar My farmiliar is a LEUCISTIC/WHITE Black-Eyed BALL PYTHON

Personality: I am what some people would call a party girl, a whore, a slut or just a crazy bitch. I loves a good party, and I love to have fun. Unfortunately I'm not the smartest girl in the world. I dated the wrong boys and did the wrong things. I hate being told what to do, I pretty much dislikes authority. I'm a bit of a rebel by nature. Many honestly would call me a crazy bitch. I am a bit of one honestly. Another thing you must know about me is I'm a flirt I love to flirt. Its not as much a hobby as a talent that I enjoy developing. By nature men eat out the palm of my hands so why not.
I have never done what I was told, I enjoys working people up. I have never given a shit about anything; maybe about my mum who almost was beat to death by her father when I was only 13; but as I grew up I learned to be myself and not let anyone ruined that. I have always loved to dance, that was one of my dreams; but I was always way to high or drunk to pay attention to the opportunities. I spent most of her teenage life high, not caring what people thought about me. I honestly never cared about her life until she came to the boarding school when I was 16. I'm much different now, I tries a bit harder in school. Who knows maybe along the way I may meet her Mr. Right? I'm very bubbly and can be a major ditz but is reliable and always up for a party.

Likes: Lets see....Photography, boys, Bright colors, most desserts, watching sunsets on the beach, flirting, BOYS, parties, did I mention boys.

Dislikes: How much time do you have?Judgmental people, snobs, people who assume thing, stupidity, fake hipsters/gangsters, funerals(or any other sad gatherings), therapy

History: God do we have to talk about this?
Fine I grew up in a seemingly perfect family. My mother was a gorgeous and brilliant doctor, my "daddy" was a lawyer, and they had five beautiful daughters and a son. What everyone doesn''t know is that my father was an abusive alcoholic who often beat my mom and degraded us. Though we were forced to smile and look happy. My father often degraded in a strange way. He would smile and sound polite as he insulted us.He would say stuff like "how do you plan on becoming a good witch when your too busy being a whore?" And would smile at me so kindly at the same time like he actually cared. Hinting at how his daughters were nothing more than pretty faces. He wanted to make sure his family knew we would be nothing without him. This in fact continued until I was 14. When my mom and dad were fighting and my older sister Angelina called the cops. My brother Daniel smiled politely and put up a brave face to the press but our world changed in some good, some bad ways. In fact our lives will never be the same. Soon it was just the oldest sibling my brother Daniel, my oldest sister Kira, my older sister Angelina, my younger sister Lina, and the youngest Rose and Lilly. Before I came to the boarding school she lived with her older sister Kira and Lina.

Kira was the one who forced me to go to the school. She thought that I would mature and become a better person. Of all my siblings only Kira, the trins, Lina and I still practice magic. My other family shunned it after Dad got arrested. Everybody pretty much gave up after my mom left us. My life at school has been pretty good. I love my coven. They're so awesome.
Other: Did I miss anything?

So begins...

Azalia Dorin's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Azalia Dorin Character Portrait: Clarity Castro-Moore Character Portrait: Alistair William Talsworth Character Portrait: Xavier Jonathan St. John Character Portrait: Aaron J. NeSmith Character Portrait: Romeo Guarini
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After several moments of irritable searching Ali had finally extracted from his backpack what he should have had from the start: A small pamphlet containing a map of the grounds. There. Now he should be able to find any place he pleased. And he could avoid another unicorn fiasco. How was he supposed to know that flower place was a sacred grove? He just got here. Weren't those things only supposed to appear for maidens, anyway? He was just unfolding the map when a familiar screeching, cawing sound reached him. He didn't even need to look up: Only one bird could screech with that much dignity, and sure enough the massive eagle Dactylos landed on top of a nearby building, staring down at him judgementally. "Lost, little one?" He asked in the language of the air spirits.

"I am not lost," Ali grumbled back in English. Dactylos couldn't form the words, but he understood English perfectly. That and ancient Greek, modern Greek, Arabic, Latin and, for some reason, Russian. He'd never said when he picked that up. "I don't get lost. I'm taking the scenic route. Not everyone gets to see a unicorn, y'know." Not that he'd had much of a chance to take in the glory, as it kept pointing that horn at him.

"The scenic route," Dactylos repeated, cocking his head. "Is that why you visited the kitchens twice during your 'tour'?" He was no longer even attempting to not sound condescending.

"I was hungry," the teenager growled through gritted teeth. "And they had a pizza. It was delicious and filling and you can't have any." He actually hadn't gotten anything at the kitchens, they'd just shooed him out. And very rudely the second time, too. It was an honest mistake, he just hadn't really been looking where he was going. "Besides," he added, waving the folded map, "I have a map now. I'll be there in no time."

"So, you were lost."

"You get lost!"

If it was possible for an eagle to shrug, the world may never know, but Dactylos certainly gave it his best shot. "Fine," he said calmly. "I'm sure your map will lead you to the Puck coven dormitories. I was going to help, but since you clearly don't need me I'll just go hunt." And without another word he took off majestically into the air like the big, feathery showoff he was.

"Pff, good riddance," Ali muttered to himself, unfolding the map at last. "Alright... That's the big tree in the middle, there's the kitchen..." He pondered this for a while, wondering if maybe he should've learned to read maps at some point in his life, but it seemed straightforward enough. "Dorms should be right over... there." Feeling rather pleased with himself, he folded the map, hitched up his bags and walked off toward a nearby, collosseum-like building, either missing or ignoring the sign that said 'ARENA' in big, fancy letters. He pushed open the doors and strode into the central area, which finally stopped him because it didn't look at all like a dorm house. In fact it looked like a sports field.

Seeing that there were people on the field, he raised his free hand tentatively asked "Uh, 'scuse me, new guy. Where exactly is this?"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Azalia Dorin Character Portrait: Amarina Yani King Character Portrait: Clarity Castro-Moore Character Portrait: Alistair William Talsworth Character Portrait: Sasha Romanov Character Portrait: Divinia Doriano
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“You are not giving me much or a choice.... But, as much as I would love that. I can't. I'm so sorry, but, I told Ethan I would help him set up for his party.”

Atreyu pouted, hoping to sway her decision. Ethan was an alright guy, but all of a sudden, the Native American was feeling pretty selfish. And why not? Amarina was his girlfriend now. And forever. He wanted to spend their first day of being together with her and only her. When she started speaking again, he gave her his full attention.

”I get that you don't want anything or anyone, especially Divinia to ruin our first night together or to hurt me but, how about I make you a deal. We spend an hour or two at the party then we can leave and have the really sweet and romantic date. Ok? I promise. By the way, we should get back.”

He smiled down at her and stole yet another passionate kiss, holding onto the one that she had leaned up to give him. He couldn't help but to kiss and hold her so much! He wanted to be with her so long. For two years he had been longing to kiss her, hold her close, stroke her cheek, be with her. He grabbed her by the waist and picked her up, using his hands to guide her legs to wrap around his waist before moving them to her back. Her shirt was already see-through from being pressed against his sweaty body. He kissed her again and again, each kiss more hungry than the last as two years of bottled up love for her began to pour out of him. He muttered in between kisses that would fall to her lips, cheek, and neck. “Whatever you want, my love. As long as we're together.” He couldn't wait for tonight! Sex wasn't on the menu, but lots of kissing and cuddling was. By now, he had her in his lap. He had become overwhelmed and weak-kneed, holding her close. He had stopped kissing her when he sat down, instead holding her against him and listening to their hearts beating. Almost as one. A light smile graced his face as he closed his eyes. “I love you so much.” He felt like this was all just a dream – As though he'd wake up in the middle of Professor MacLean's class and see Amarina sitting next to him as usual, looking at him funny. But...It wasn't a dream. His dreams were reality now. He simply held her now, stroking her gently from her ankles up to her ass. He grinned and gave her butt a squeeze before resting them on her thighs. “Though – I thought that we didn't have any classes today?” He had heard that Professor Guarini's had canceled his classes for the day so that he could prepare the Arena. Professor Romanov had also canceled her classes so that the Merlinites and Medeans that had her class could prepare for the Trials. He shrugged and let Amarina make the call, kissing her neck.




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It was his first day at a new school – But this school was so much different that any other school in the world. A young man with striking blue eyes and golden blonde hair was wandering around the halls and rooms of the large Academy. He was wearing a suit that was obviously expensive and obviously Gucci. DeAngelo was a bit excited, though it didn't show in his eyes as he lugged his violin case and duffel bag. He had people take things ahead to his designated room – He wanted to explore some, but he wouldn't let anyone touch certain things of his. Running his fingers through his hair, he turned a few corners before spotting a girl that was...crying? She had a violin as well, which piqued his interest. He moved closer to the girl with jet black hair. She had two ravens sitting on her shoulder that also piqued his interest. He himself had a black rattlesnake that was exceptionally long curled around his neck, canting its own head to its side. The snake slithered down and made its way to the girl. Coiling near her feet, he poked out his tongue and hissed. What's wrong with the brat? DeAngelo wasn't like the kids in Puck who could understand animals, but like all the other kids here, he could understand his personal Familiars. “I dunno – Why don't I ask?” Kneeling down, he also set down his violin case and duffel bag before taking a better look at the girl – Or what he could see of her – She was cute. Adorable even. But she had a strange weirdness about her that attracted him...This must be Sunday that his sister kept telling him about. “Hey – Are you alright, Sunday? I'm DeAngelo Pagliarelli....Divinia's little brother.”




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As Pippa's petite hands reached under her shirt and her lips littered Div with kisses, Div pressed closer to her and returned the soft, affectionate nibbles. One hand snaked underneath the pale woman's shirt, grasping her breasts shamelessly. “Babysitting? No. Just making sure that he doesn't kill anyone.” She chuckled as her hand moved from under Pippa's shirt to one upon her ass and the other grabbing her by the hair. She tugged and squeezed as though ready to throw her on the ground and have her way with her best friend, biting on her neck. “I've told you that he has a short fuse, my love.” She moved her lips up and purred into her lovely one's ear before nipping her earlobe. She enjoyed being so roughly affectionate with Pippa – Especially with others watching. She briefly recalled a rather exciting night that involved herself, Pippa, Professor Guarini, and Professor Romanov. All just so she would pass her Elemental Magick test. She groaned and moaned into Pippa's ear, letting her hands now roam freely, caressing and squeezing her luscious curves. “Do this for me and tonight will be a night that you won't soon forget.” She promised Pippa, stealing another kiss. “Deal?” She could hear Sunday crying and her brother DeAngelo approaching her. But she didn't bother – Her attention was on her Porcelain Queen right now.




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The other half of the Pagliarelli twins was headed towards the Arena with a woman on his arm. A woman with brown hair that went all the way to the ground, done in a nice braid. Drago was chatting amiably with Professor Romanov as she escorted him to the Arena. He looked older than his brother and actually looked like he was about twenty-four years old. He was tall and muscular, very well built. He looked like he could bench press a truck...Which he could, really. Sasha was admiring the fine threads of his Gucci suit while he commented on her 'Tinkerbell' dress. She had her hair decorated with flowers and feathers of all sorts. Following behind them was a creature that looked like a Sawsbuck in Fall, a white King Cobra coiled around his antlers, and what appeared to be an eagle perched upon his head. What a strange troupe they were, indeed! Both of the blue-eyed beauties finally made their way into the Arena just as Alistair spoke. ”Uh, 'scuse me, new guy. Where exactly is this?” Sasha spoke up before Drago did, a smile on her face as 'Big Daddy' as she called her Roc, flapped his wings to land atop her head. “This is the Arena, Mister Alistair William Talsworth. Hey! I'm Professor Romanov – Your Mentor and Professor for Familiar Work and Elemental Magick. Now then – Unless you're here to put in a personal request to join Circe Coven, you really needn't be here. In fact, you're not supposed to be here right now. At all. Though – I'm going to be here for a quick minute to speak with Professor Guarini. Though he's not going to want you here – Hrutao can show you anywhere you need to go.” She smiled politely as Drago tipped the boy a two-fingered salute before sauntering up alongside Clarity, having grabbed the white cobra that was now curled around his massive bicep like arm jewelry. Sasha moved behind him and remained silent, rocking back and forth on her heels. The Sawsbuck-looking creature stood before Alistair with his head raised proudly. “Come with me.” He then turned to leave, making sure to walk slowly so that Alistair could keep up.