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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Noriko Tsukino - 月野, 法子 ⌉
⌊ NO • ree • koe | lawful child ⌉
⌊ ta • SHU • kee • no ❘ of the moon, or moon field ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Bone Princess • Nori • Riko • Ko ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Female ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Seventeen ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Pureblood Vampire - Ordinary night class student ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ HETEROSEXUAL - Through and through. ⌉[/font][/size][hr][/hr][/center][center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjQ4LmRmYmU5Zi5WR2hsSUcxdmIyNGdZVzVrSUVrZ1oyVjBJR0ZzYjI1bi4wAAAAAAAAAAAA/royal-serif.regular.png[/img]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ 5'8" && 120 pounds || 172.5 cm && 54.43 kg ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ As black as the darkness, and without an honest spec of hue to it. If one was trying to be poetic with her hair coloring, in fact, the only notable comparison is a void in which there is no particle of light within it... Or perhaps, the dark when one is confided to a room with no man-made lights and windows, and the door doesn't permit light entry. Quite literally, [i]darkness[/i]. Her eyes, however, are in great contrast. Bringing color to the entire woman's appearance, being a dull yet shimmering olive ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ No scars, however she does in fact have a beauty mark under the right side of her eye. ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ An ethereal beauty, it's hard to imagine someone like Noriko actually existing. Her presence itself, screaming something along the lines of elegance and warmth, yet the expressions she had the ability to make could make some very differing statements. Hot, to cold within seconds, to keep it generally simple. It's an odd talent, but the warmth of who she truly is has a tendency to constantly find it's way through, putting her a step ahead of most vampires. Truthfully, from the china doll appearance, it's not a surprise she's a pureblood, and with traces of foreign blood within her. ⌉[/font][/size][/center]
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[font=font]Pᴏᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴀʟ Iɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛ ◆ N/A[/font]
[font=font]Pᴏᴡᴇʀ ◆ Precognition[/font]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Amias Santiago ⌉
⌊ ah • mee • us | loved ⌉
⌊ sahn • TYAH • go ❘ Saint James ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Mias • [s]May[/s] ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Male & Twenty ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ Vampire & Eldest Brother⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=otoDG1x4pU0]Shu Sakamaki[/url] ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ SAPIOSEXUAL & DEMIROMANTIC - a fifty fifty split to attract his attention. ⌉[/font][/size][hr][/hr][/center][center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjU0LjhiYzBkYS5WMmhsYmlCMGFHVWdjM1Z1SUdOdmJXVnpJSFZ3LjAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA,,/royal-serif.regular.png[/img]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ 6'3" && 179 pounds || 190.50cm && 81.19 kg ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ ∘ Musical Inclined : Be it violin or piano, Mias seemed to always have a knack of the musical kind. He would learn keys quickly, memorize sheets of music with the rhythm and timing in mind during the entirety of the performance. It's one sense of love he seems to have anymore, finding complete ease when in a musically induced trance. It's not done often in front of his family, being as he feels distant from a majority of them. ⌉
⌊ ∘ Royal Etiquette : Amias was trained rigorously when it came to that of education, dancing, fencing - something expected for the eldest son of a royal family. Being taught carefully how to address those around him that he may one day need, or the family may one day need in general, Amias strives to perfect himself in a way he must push for constantly. Be it sparring, or insisting a fellow maid [i]of any sort[/i] dance with him. ⌉
⌊ ∘ Deception : Lying a majority of ones life can be tedious, but it is quite the amazing way to hone one's skills. Amias finds it quite hard to be honest, even with himself anymore. He believes his very own lies - and as a result, can pass them off as just as believable. After all, the only woman who ever knew him better then he knew himself died quite sometime ago. He told himself he wouldn't feel bitter about it - and as far as anyone knows, he isn't.⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ ∘ Tapping A Finger : He does so in such a way it's slow, but to an unspoken beat when Mias begins to feel agitated or feel an onset migraine. It's been known that when you see his finger begin it's tap, you might want to cease and desist quickly before he begins to grow violent. ⌉
⌊ ∘ Flashing : When emphasising something like a threat or the promise of violence, a flash of his fang tends to appear. Potentially, he may be fully aware he even does it, but it won't be long after that you find that fang embedded into your neck roughly and carelessly. ⌉
⌊ ∘ Challenges : He enjoys to be challenged within moderation, sometimes even smirking at the thought... But when you exceed and try and bruise his ego or his families, suddenly the tables will turn. He'll challenge [i]you[/i]. A game of wits, perhaps... Or even to fight with a weapon. Or maybe, he'll turn it into a game of hunt where he'll make an example out of you for insulting anyone he deems... protective of. Including Damian. Of course, there's a chance he might challenge you to something more innocent, like a game of chess if you pipe his interest. ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ He had a puppy when he was rather young, and is proud to say he even still has him. His name is Ollie, and not a single person is to touch him with a harming intent. The last person who did, unfortunately, had a sword through their gut and blood brutally drained.⌉[/font][/size][/center]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ ∘ Stoic : While many would consider this to be a weakness, for Mias, this is quite the strength. No one knows exactly just what he's thinking, and as a result, he can find it easy to keep an intimidating air about him. He believes completely the less people fully understand him, the better of he will be in the act of a crisis. ⌉
⌊ ∘ Loyalty : Despite how much distress his family might put him under, Amias will always remain as loyal as possible them. To them, the kingdom, and anyone who manages to actually earn his trust, and this said loyalty, he will always back the corner of those he believes in so strongly. ⌉
⌊ ∘ Protective : May God have more mercy on you then he ever will if you do indeed prove to be a hazard to his family and those who work in the Santiago Castle. He will not stop until those who have hurt them, emotionally or physically, is quickly executed or disappear altogether. They may not be people he cares to preach his adoration too, but they are people he's grown accustomed too. Nothing new will get between that. ⌉[/font][/size]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ ∘ Violent Tendencies : With a blank face, he will gladly snap your arm backwards if provoked to his breaking point. At his very worst - which has not happened yet - he may even begin to raise his voice above the normal, sleepy-almost tone he commonly has, swear, and proceed to break things around him as be dissolves into a rant, hurting those who come too close. ⌉
⌊ ∘ Migraines : Loud noises, annoying sounds, scraping noises, there are a list of things that can cause this, and when it happens he's recently been shutting down completely and leaving the room without warning. Amias hasn't mentioned how badly they have gotten, but it is extremely disorienting. If it gets much worse, he may just drop from where he stands in attempt to block out the noise. ⌉
⌊ ∘ Sleepy : Constantly pushing himself past the point of exhaustion, it's rare for Mias to actually be capable of such a thing called 'rest'. He's always up and doing something, even in his room when he should be sleeping. So, it's been common to not see him for quite sometime after running himself down, and that's only for three hours at most anyway. The days he does get everything done at a reasonable time, he seems quite full of life, despite the lack of any expression. Smirks and smiles can be seen slightly more frequently. ⌉[/font][/size][/center]
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[size=80][font=font]⌊ ∘ Numb : ∘ Surprising : ∘ Blunt : ∘ Intimidating : ∘ Tired : ∘ Serious⌉
Amias has never been known to [i]feel[/i] all that easily. In fact, he's rarely been known to feel since childhood, and the few who could drag emotions out of him are long since dead. Even when faced with unspeakable sorrow, it seems nearly impossible for him to shed even a single tear. Tears, genuine smiles, kind-hearted laughter, it all seems to bizarre and... unnatural anymore when it comes to May. And while he can smile, smirk, and grin like everyone else, they're flashes, and never last longer then a few seconds at most.
But it doesn't excuse how serious he is on a daily basis. It's all work, and quite literally so, seeing how Mias will almost go out of his way to simply pile it on to his own schedule. The moment he lets his guard down again and tries to focus on something other then what is needed, he feels, will show he's begun to grow weak and that hat people should no longer fear him or will question the family's authority. When such a thing does happen, the lethal intent behind every word and threat becomes all more clear, and the aura of death begins to loom over the house.
This seriousness comes to play hand in hand when it comes with a rather bold bluntness, especially when it comes to females and males around him who might end up being potential suitors. If he finds you not up to par, he'll directly mention it. And if you do something he disagrees with, or finds rather dumb in comparison to everything else he's witnessed you do, Amias will make damn sure to tell you so. These are only a few examples, of course, but it gives a (hopefully) rather detailed account just how he actually is.
The most finishing touch on the being that is Amias Santiago, is just how surprising he is. In the back of his mind, he always wants to keep people on their toes. If they believe he will react one way, he may very well react the other. It's a constant dance for him that no one can quite master, especially when the oldest is exhausted, and he's exhausted almost [i]constantly[/i]. He always has a sleepy demeanor when he first wakes up into a few hours into the day or night, his sleeping habits constantly shifting and the duration of these changing frequently.[/font][/size]
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⌊ ✘ Disobedience, ✘ Standing still, ✘ Noise, ✘ Bright lights, ✘ Annoying people ⌉[/font][/size][/center]
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[size=80][font=font]Born into the Santiago family, Amias was the very first child to be born for the King that he's aware of. Being the eldest, there was always an endless stream of rules and lessons that he remembers filled his childhood and younger years tremendously... But he was no fool to realize the family was quite strained. From his mother doting on his adopted brother, to his father legitimizing the twins Bishop and Demetri, and God help him if he could remember anything else that went on, Amias was always wary of tension he felt. With so much to do, however, his childhood never left much time to socialize. It had gotten to the point where he began to feel so lonely it was hard to even focus. Realizing this, Edward made the decision early on to try and get Amias a companion,
choosing a young dog to grow up with the boy.
For the first time, there was bright eyed look to the blonde little boy's eyes, a new founded friendship forming with the dog he later named Ollie. It wouldn't last for long, as the lessons grew harder and his obsession with making his father proud grew as he became older - he didn't act or play like the average child as a result. Not until he met a young girl named [url=http://ptanime.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/10/akagami-no-shirayuki-hime-v1.gif]Ann[/url]. Ann worked with her father tending to the castle kitchen and was being raised to be an amazing cook, just like her dad. She was a troublemaker when she wasn't working, always running off at the dead of night and into the woods for exploration.
Curiosity took the best of him one day, and Mias decided he would follow the young red head out to confront her. He never once imagined how close they would grow after she shoved him into a shallow creek, clothing soaked as they splashed about. When he returned home, Amias never would of imagined the sheer amount of disappointment and punishment he got from his father... But it just didn't seem to stick for long. In fact, he seemed more enamored with Ann then before afterwards, and their private meetings continued for an entire year before she was sent away. They frequently wrote, but it never was quite the same after that.
It wasn't until she was fifteen he ever saw her again, he himself being two years older. The boy had always been quite shy when it came to admitting his feelings, commonly lying to all those around him of positive feelings and that he was always 'fine' with whatever happened... But the years had turned him into something a bit rougher. The lies became more flawless, and his blunt attitude and cold exterior grew by the time he managed to arrange a meeting between himself an Ann. She seemed to had gotten more compassionate, more teasing, even. Amias could of sworn his heart was pounding harder then he ever would of imagined the moment she spoke his name, unable to control himself as he asked for secret courtship. He cared not for social standing, believing it was love destined to be.
While he was trying his best to master his own ability of precognition, never in a million years would he imagine that one day he would loss her to his very own brother, brutally murdered. When it did occur, he felt his heart sink. He was eighteen, a year of their secret courtship evolving into something quite more. In fact, he even talked about marrying her when the time was right, buying her a special necklace to show just how serious he actually was for her. That very necklace was the last thing he took from her then-cold corpse.
But, even now, he can't seem to find fault for Damian for doing so. Or at least, that's what he began to tell himself. His personality seemed to shift for the worse after that, a much colder side of him emerging as he wore the necklace everyday there on out. In order to protect himself, however, he's kept all his siblings at a distance since.[/font][/size][/center]
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[color=transparent]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ◇ #43BFC7[/size][/left][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][list][size=90][color=transparent]XX[/color]Hands pushing up into the darkness, he felt no fear. It seemed so warm, almost like basking underneath sunlight on a warm spring day. Light floated down around him, was he laying down? His hands pushed against a soft surface, ripping apart what felt as weak as fabric, pulling his body to raise as the light seemed to come to a halt. Within the dark, the sight of blood and screaming family and unknown strangers, chaos seemed to rush past him as if it was all in such a hurry to get away from him.
[color=transparent]XX[/color]But it seemed to be just another foresight of something horrible to come. The blood - there was far more then even a vampire could stomach. Walking around the hallways, he called for his family one by one - Bishop, Demetri, Arik, Damian, Maleah - but there was never a single response. But he did here a voice from a woman - someone he never met before. Black hair, purple eyes, and she seemed so scared. Her hands were caked with blood, a replica of her pushing her to run towards him.
[color=transparent]XX[/color][color=slateblue]"Run! Aeli, we need to move!"[/color] cried one of the girls - he could hear distant cackling and the screams of servants following after them.
[color=transparent]XX[/color][color=blueviolet]"I'm trying!"[/color] She responded quickly, nearly tripping over her own feet as Amias felt his own move accordingly. A sense of dread filled him as his body moved automatically with the women before him, dragging them along. Sweat began to poor as he saw something - was that a sibling of his? His body jolted forward in bed, the sweat being the only thing real about the entire situation.
[color=transparent]XX[/color][color=#307D7E]"Aeli?"[/color] Came the sleepy mumble, legs tiredly swinging over the side of his bed. Who in the world were those two? And what was going to happen that would result in such a massacre? Was his siblings okay by the end of it? A very loud groan was the only vocalized complain for everything as he made his way to get dressed. They were getting 'Help' today, and with his luck he'd set a bad example if he was not the first to be down there to await their arrival. Not a single sound escaped him by the time he was ready and strolling brusquely down the hallways into the throne room early in the hours. Their new 'staff' wouldn't be here for another three hours, but surely there would be something he could do to occupy his time.
[color=transparent]XX[/color]But he would be a liar if he said the dream didn't bother him - but these occurrence were constant. Not to mention, Amias [i]was[/i] in fact a liar. His childhood was average - stressful and with a lack of important familiarity and bonds. If he was ever telling the truth, he would of no doubt got beaten - least prove he was a failure of an eldest son. Nothing was suppose to bother him, so nothing did. Eyes trailing to that of a bright window, he could feel a loud bell and buzzing in his ears suddenly as he approached it.
[color=transparent]XX[/color]A migraine, one that could throw off his very balance. Using the window's edge to hold him up, he leaned forward with his head against the warmed glass. He allowed himself to bask in the sun, if only for the sensation and pain to pass. Amias could only hope those around him would assume he had fallen asleep standing - but when his eyes opened up, he turned to see family already spilling into the room. The room itself seemed blurred, but he swallowed down the pain as he forced himself to nod in greeting.
[color=transparent]XX[/color][color=#307D7E]"Good to see you're all awake, we should no doubt talk about conditions of what you expect from your potential 'Help'."[/color] His voice boomed, the pain only wavering in his voice towards the end of the sentence as the blonde brusquely went back to the throne.
[color=#307D7E]"I assume you all have thought long and hard about this, and I will admit I'm eager to hear just what you all might want out of this. Now, let's begin with our dearest Maleah. The floor is yours, dear."[/color] Amias said plainly, forcing a smile as he nodded to the shape of the woman. Shapes. There were so many blurred shapes that were returning to normal. It would be the very moment the Help arrived his vision would clear, and the ringing and buzzing would cease for the moment. [/size][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list][/list]