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Kyra Marinos

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a character in “Picture of the Soul”, as played by stealthpanther

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Name: Kyra Marinos

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She enjoys taking pictures of nature and landscapes, her favorite subjects being birds, water, and flowers.

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Kyra Marinos's Story

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*click*
The sound of the shutters closing and snapping back open in one rapid movement made a smile come to the brunette's lips. It was a satisfying sound, the click of a camera capturing reality and making it a picture to preserve long after the subject is gone. Time passed, people and places changed, but with this, she could presere the beauty and serenity. She might not feel the breeze like this, she might not feel such a gentle, but warm, sun. For all anyone knew, she could wake up to find the entire park covered over, given way to concrete and metal. But with photography, such precious memories could be treasured, kept as a souvenir of times past.

Letting out a sigh of contentment, Kyra basked in the warm, gentle breeze when the quacking of ducks managed to grace her ears. Brushing her short brown hair out of her face, she maneuvered closer to the pond, camera raised once more as she drew nearer.

The young woman stopped a good three to four meters away, not wishing to scare off her subjects. She lowered herself to one knee, raising the camera to her face this time, focusing the lens on the adorable ducklings.

Snapping a few shots, she looked dismayed as the birds flew off far too soon for her liking. Hopefully she got at least one or two decent pictures. She was about to lower her camera and stand back up when something in the background caught her eye. Looking through the camera eyepiece, she adjusted her focus to see the bench where an old woman had sat, the one feeding the ducks in question. What struck her as odd was the handsome young man approaching her.

Kyra watched as the elderly woman looked wary and somewhat uncomfortable, then shocked. Was he going to hurt her?! There was no way she'd catch him in time. She snapped a quick photo when something occured that made any previous suspicions pale in comparison.

The woman, who had seemed so hesitant and looked at the man as a stranger, now got up and had a look of joy in her face, arms outspread for a hug.

Kyra lowered the camera, an utterly perplexed look upon her face. What the hell? The male had reached out to the woman, who honestly looked like she was about to go into a panic attack, and in an instant, she's hugging the male?

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Feeling a foreign presence, almost instinctually, he paused for a moment to hug his new grandmother once more...before turned slowly and catching the sight of a young woman with a camera. She seemed like the average citizen, from her form and state of dress...still, her camera caught Nathan's curiosity. Did she perchance...take a picture of what he had done, or...rather, had she seen what he had done. What a question, of course she did. Instead of panicking like a wretched one would've, he thought about it logically and thoughtfully, his choice of action was that of a skilled pro.

Making sure there was eye contact, he gave her a dazzlingly handsome smile, mouthing 'I-See-You' smoothly...before motioning her to come forward with a hand. The 'grandmother' seemed to make up her own conclusions on her 'grandson's' current actions, chuckled, and went back to feeding the ducks.

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Frozen in place, the young woman slowly lowered her camera, taking in the scene with her own eyes. IT still was just as bizzare and puzzling in reality. Before she could dwell on her thoughts though, Kyra noticed the male look in her direction. No, not just her direction, her general area. He was looking directly at her, no mistaking it. She held up her camera once more to her face, almost as if instinctually using it as a pathetic shield. She looked through to zoom in on the face of the strange male.

Kyra nearly dropped her precious camera at the words she read on his lips. Leaning back, she held a hand to her chest (or lack thereof, as she was reminded by some), cheeks turning red for a second. He saw her? How could he have known she was there?! Sure, her vision wasn't great, but she was pretty sure most other people couldn't read lips from across a pond either.

At the motion of his hand, she stood, watching him and lowering her camera even as she took a step. Wait, why was she listening? Why was she moving closer? Despite her mind trying to rationalize not approaching a strange man in the park, Kyra's feet seemed to have other plans, and she felt herself move slowly closer to see the man, that smiling face.

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Waiting for her to approach, it was when she stood in front of him that he spoke. Nathan could tell, from her expression, that she did indeed see what he did. It wasn't a matter of whether she knew did or did not understand what he did, he knew for a fact she didn't. Looking down at the device hanging around the young woman's neck, he flicked his gaze up into her eyes...before reaching forward 'hesitantly', and tapping the plastic of it gently, "You took a picture of me and my grandmother with your camera...?"

His voice was smooth. It wasn't a question, rather, a confidently stated fact...despite the tone. Not waiting for her response, he stepped back a few and shook the old woman's shoulder lightly before speaking with her quietly, this prompted her to get up and turn to look at this new person, "How about you take a picture of my grandmother and I?" The old woman seemed happy that he wanted a family picture, and nodded at the photographer girl.

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Kyra said not a word, appraising the handsome stranger before her for a moment, the spell only broken as he touched her camera. Shaking free from her daze, the young woman lifted her camera up to just above her chest. "Erm...I was trying for the ducks, then got sidetracked..." she tried lamely. He probably didn't buy it. Why did she feel guilty for taking a picture? It wasn't like she'd taken many, or even zoomed in to see his face. Besides, she had done it just in case he ended up being some creep.

As confused as she was, Kyra genuinely felt the elderly woman sincerely looked happy. It was bizzare. Why had she seemed so defensive not minutes earlier? She willed away an oncoming headache, nodding sheepishly at the man and his grandmother as he introduced her. Although, truth be told, Kyra saw no resemblance whatsoever. Maybe skin color, nothing else. Still, it wasn't like she could accuse some stranger of lying for no reason.

Holding the camera once more to her eye, Kyra focused until the pair were centered in the frame, the trees and a piece of the bench in the background. "Smile!" she said.
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Him and his dear old 'grandmother' held still for the photo. Though he had intended for a more average, easy-going smile, he had automatically done a more enigmatic one that had been more natural for him. The old woman at his side smiled fondly, with a hint of pride at the handsome young man beside her.

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With the picture taken, they both drew close to their photographer...Nathan strode forward calmly, and was surprised when the elder hobbled forward past him in order to reach the young woman first, eager to see the photo and praise the girl. Certainly pleased, she spoke highly of the photo quality and what must have been the girl's own skills. Taking his turn with the camera...

"Come now, Nate, tell the girl how good her photography is!"

Still leaning relatively close, in order to peek at the camera's screen...Nathan patted the girl gently on the shoulder, "Good job." With this, his 'grandmother' seemed to giggle a little to herself before returning to the bench, leaving the two of them alone. Looking over the picture with a critical eye, he had to admit, the girl did do a good job. With the click of a button, he switched over to the early picture of him and the old woman, "Hmmm...that picture of my grandmother and I is a bit strange. Tell me, were you thinking something strange was going on?" What he did earlier wasn't a normal gesture, but by his behavior at present and the old woman's current state of ease, he'd be testing the young woman's instincts and honesty at this point.

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Lowering the camera to show the two strangers, Kyra smiled shyly at the old woman's praise. "You're too kind ma'am. It helps to have a good camera as well." she replied, looking both flattered and sheepish. She didn't usually get much attention from her photography. Granted, she didn't go out of her way to show other people her pictures, but that was besides the point.

Kyra felt more than just a tad self-conscious about how close the good looking young man was. She inwardly reminded herself he was just looking at her photo. His hand on her shoulder earned him a puzzled glance, going slightly tense at the unfamiliar gesture. He praised her as well, and Kyra murmured a thank you. What she didn't expect was for him to look at the previous picture.

She looked about ready to protest at him touching her camera, but his question threw her off. Glancing down, she bit her lip, debating on how to answer. Should she be honest? Should she lie? She wasn't good at lying. Kyra took a deep breath, daring to glance at the male.

"Um. W-well...I thought something seemed off...She looked like she didn't know you. I..I kinda wondered if you were a mugger or something. But then you two hugged, so...um sorry." Kyra admitted, wondering how he'd react. Probably not well.

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Having spent his recent life rather...quietly, Nathan was in no condition to use more of his pyros in order to remove or manipulate the young woman's memories. Instead, he had his wits, charm, and logic. At the moment, more logic. Hearing her honest response, he couldn't help but chuckle, tossing some of the longer strands of hair as he tilted his head, looking her over. Large doe-like eyes, seamless, 'real' living skin, hair wild and natural...unlike his own, dark locks, which stayed as dead and immobile as he'd leave it. For a moment, he wanted to let himself become jealous, glare down at her before using his pyros to rob her of her memories...but no, that wouldn't do. That would never do.

Head still tilted, he ran a hand through his hair, giving her an interesting smile, "I did look strange, didn't it?" Taking his time to sigh 'wistfully', before glancing at his grandmother, Nathan turned back to the girl, "I haven't seen my grandmother in a long time, I was surprised that I recognised her, let alone surprised that she recognised that action." The left needed no explanation. Implications were leading, but sometimes too obvious to the paranoid and sceptical who had the scenarios running in their head. Leave it vague, and let her interpret as she will. Let her imagination go this time. The main thing was to not treat this like a big deal. If she lived in this city, he would likely be able to plant and explain more as time progressed.

From a distance away, the old woman seemed to realise something, "My soap! My soap!" Unsure of what she meant, Nathan quirked an eyebrow up, but before he could turn and call back to her in response, "My soap opera is starting in an hour minutes, let hurry on home now!"

A look of realization at what she meant, and a kind smile, "...alright, grandmother."

Hobbling over to the two of them rather quickly, the older woman seemed to realise something. Fumbling with her pockets, she pulled out a napkin and a floral pen, "Dear, I'd very much like to get a copy of that photo. Can you come 'round to this address with the picture? I'll pay you!" With this, the old woman held out her address and phone number, scrawled on the clean napkin, to the young woman before her.