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Alazne Skylar Sephtis

"The plain man is familiar with blindness and deafness, and knows from his everyday experience that the look of things is influenced by his senses; but it never occurs to him to regard the whole world as the creation of his senses." ~Ernst Mach

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a character in “Sponsor Me”, as played by Machubi-Uniki

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Alazne Skylar Sephtis
Miracle/ Eternal Life / Eternal Death

"You can call me Laz, everyone else does."




” I think we all suffer from acute blindness at times. Life is a constant journey of trying to open your eyes. I'm just beginning my journey, and my eyes aren't fully open yet.“
~Olivia Thirlby





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"What you lose in blindness is the space around you, the place where you are, and without that you might not exist. You could be nowhere at all."
~Barbara Kingsolver




|Role|
Human-Turned Vampire Sponsor

|Gender|
Female
"What are you, blind?...Sorry, couldn't resist."

|Age|
19
"I'm older than I look...I think."

|Grade|
College Freshman
"College life isn't all it's cracked up to be."

|Physical Description|
Laz is a quirky brunette that stands at precisely five feet and weighs in at only ninety-five pounds. She has a petite heart shaped face and pink plush lips with a little button nose that makes her look a little on the young side. Her eyes are round and framed by long eyelashes but are a very hazy hazel and tend to appear very dim due to her being blind. Her body is a little on the dainty side and, when it isn't hidden under baggy clothes, has a cute hourglass figure. Her narrow wrists and ankles do tend to give off the vibe of fragile, but her fingers are slightly calloused from the long hours she has spent playing piano.

Despite being blind, Laz has pretty good style. She'll wear nearly anything from punk rock shorts and tees to frilly sundresses. Of course, there are times when she will mismatch her socks and shoes or a shirt and pants. Occasionally she'll wear fake reading glasses, though they're completely useless, and sunglasses, to hide her faded eyes due to their dead appearance. She likes to play with her hair but being unable to see it's nearly impossible for her to get all of it in a style. She always has her white long cane which she uses to get around and to symbolize her visual impairment. The only piece of jewelry she wears all the time is her medical bracelet which informs authorities of her blindness.




"There's no dearth of kindness in this world of ours; Only in our blindness we gather thorns for flowers."
~Grantland Rice




Image|I can...|
"Read people's minds!"
Okay so she can't actually read people's minds but she is good at reading people in general. Call it a six sense to make up for her lack of sight, but her initial readings of a person are always right on the money and seriously in depth.
"Play the piano without sheet music."
That isn't an overstatement. She had to learn how to play the piano completely by ear and has now reached a point in her training that if she hears a song once she can play it on the piano nearly perfect immediately after.
"Read braille...obviously."
How else do you think she succeeds in school? With her psychic powers?
"I was a ninja in a past life."
While no one has figured out how exactly she manages this, somehow Laz is one of the quietest people anyone knows. She can sneak up on nearly anyone and really enjoys doing so.
"I have really good senses."
Due to her being blind Laz's other four senses have picked up the slack. She can see someone using touch and formulate a nearly perfect (though colorless) mental image of another. Her hearing is so sharp and accurate she can hear whispers from the other side of a large room which other people could never pick up on. Her sense of smell is just as sharp, and so is her sense of taste. She rather enjoys taking bets with people. They'll put a food in front of her and she'll tell them what it is and what is in it...she'll even tell the proportions, many times without needing to taste it.
"I can organize chaos personified."
In order to survive on her own Laz has been forced to rely on perfect organization. The chances of anyone being more organized than herself are basically nil.
"Parlo correntemente l'italiano."
Laz is fluent in Italian, and has a nasty habit of cussing people out in the language, despite her mother constantly telling her not to.

|But I can't...|
"See."
She's blind. Due to this she admittedly tends to be a little slow moving in hallways, and struggles going up and down stairs. Also, she does have very ungraceful moments and has been the victim of terrible pranks. However, most of the time she is one of the first people to poke fun at her lack of sight. (Although, she does heavily envy those that can see.)
"I don't do kitchens. Too many deadly things."
Laz can't cook, for multiple reasons. Despite being proficient at food tasting, anything she tries to concoct in a kitchen is far too dangerous to actually ingest.
"I'm artistically challenged."
This girl cannot do any arts and crafts. While she is good with her hands she simply can't see the things she is sculpting, painting, or drawing. She also can't appreciate art that she is not able to feel with her hands and she is unable to grasp the concept of color.
"I'm even worse at sports than I am at art."
If you think she sucks at art then you won't even have the words to describe her incompetence in sports.
"I internalize my issues."
On a more serious note, Laz has a problem voicing her emotions. While she communicates with people easily and can help other people with their emotions, she simply can't bring herself to trouble others with how she actually feels. This can be troublesome however because this causes her to never deal with her problems and thus she can hold a grudge for eternity.




"To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable."
~John Milton




Image|Personality|
(Playful | Decisive | Competetive | Envious | Realistic | Stubborn)

Laz loves to be social with people and in a highly playful way. She isn’t a chatty person per se, however she isn’t afraid to talk to someone and meet new people. The girl loves to joke with others, and her favorite type of people are the ones she can have a round of playful banter with. It isn’t unnatural for her to be quick to smile and laugh at the words others are saying even if they aren’t trying to make her laugh or smile. It’s could be considered her natural state and first response.
”Don’t take life so seriously, lest you become an old hag.”

This quirky brunette could probably be the most decisive person you will every meet. She has the ability to analyze information quickly and come to a decision from that information. She never stutters afterwards either. She moves forward with that decision despite the opposition she may face. This applies to her emotions as well. She is very quick to decide on how she feels. Unfortunately, she isn’t the type to voice these decisions. All in all, Laz is never unsure.
”I’m blind, I can’t be indecisive and expect to make it anywhere.”

Laz is highly competitive, she hates to lose. Especially at sports, which is somewhat ironic since she legitimately can’t play sports due to her handicap. Almost everything in her life she has turned into a competition of sorts, always aiming to be number one. Due to this she excels in academics, music, and other areas that can be taken care of despite her blindness. Now, though she obviously is unable to do a lot of things because she is blind, she never uses it as an excuse for her losses. She takes her losses very well and simply responds by saying, ‘odds are I’ll win eventually.’
”If you underestimate me because I’m blind, you’ll have your ass handed to you on a platter.”

For obvious reasons, Laz suffers from deeply set issues of jealousy or envy. She has never before seen colors, or the sun. This girl has no idea what light is or what the difference is between blue and red. All she knows is black and she will probably never know what a color is. Not to mention she will never operate a vehicle or see someone dance. For this reason, she hates it when people talk about the beauty of the world that they see. It makes her so heavily envious that she can actually grow to hate people. In all honesty, she wants nothing more than, at least one time, to see a light, the sun, the sky, a rainbow.
”Is it a sin to want what everyone else takes for granted?

If you want someone who will give you a realistic view of the world, Laz is the first person to approach. She isn’t affected by many stereotypes and can make a judgment on a situation or person without being diluted by how that situation or person appears. It makes her able to judge people and things by their actual character. Laz is basically completely unable to ‘judge a book by its cover.’ All she can do is gather the facts and make a decision based on those facts.
”I can’t care about who you appear to be, just who you are.”

Mules aren’t nearly as stubborn as Laz is. She is quick to make a decision and once she has made it, no one can deter her from that decision. Her good opinion once lost is lost forever. For the most part. There are times when she has to change her opinion because she simply can’t find any logical basis for it. However, for the most part it is impossible to change her mind. Due to this, Laz has the ability to hold a grudge for nearly her entire life. She may forget why she has the grudge but she very well may never forgive the person she has the grudge against.
”’Forgive and Forget’ is sheer idiocy.”


|I like...|
  • Coffee
    "I basically have an IV drip of this stuff."
  • Music
    "It is the only 'color' of my life."
  • Reading
    "I live and see through the eyes of the characters I read about."
  • Peppermint
    "It soothes me rather than overwhelms me."
  • Poking people with her cane
    "What are they going to say to me when I apologize for not seeing them?"
  • Sunglasses
    "That way people don't see my eyes."
  • Authentic Italian Cuisine
    "Lo amo il gusto di Italia!"

|But I don't like...|
  • Garlic
    "It smells absolutely disgusting."
  • Public Transit
    "Traveling in a vehicle is simply hard for me, and I don't like dealing with it."
  • Losing
    "What? I'm competitive."
  • Noise
    "I'm susceptible to noise, it gives me headaches."
  • Sports
    "I fail miserably at them."
  • Hearing about colors
    "If only."
  • Pizza
    "Pizza! Puah! Disgustoso!

|Crush|
"Can't say I've seen anyone that strikes my fancy...then again..."




"I am unjust, but I can strive for justice. My life's unkind, but I can vote for kindness. I, the unloving, say life should be lovely. I, that am blind, cry out against my blindness."
~Vachal Lindsay




Image|History|
(Family | Lifestyle | Schooling | Memories)

Laz has a very…unique family. Her mother, Maria, is Italian, so she has a very big personality. Something that probably rubbed off on Laz. However, she is also very stubborn and emotional and she never lets anyone deter her from what she feels is right. Due to this, when she met her father, Wesley, who was a vampire and fell in love she married him despite the opposition received by all parties. The two were married for a very long time before finally having a child in the form of Alazne. It was quickly discovered that she was a human with a physical handicap in the form of blindness. Unfortunately, though both Maria and Laz disagree with him, her father blamed himself for her handicap as well as their situation in society and attempted to take his own life. It was a failed attempt.
”What you thought my family would be normal?

Due to her ‘heritage’ and her blindness, Laz’s lifestyle has been far from average. They never had a lot of money and spent most of their time in rundown apartments and working poor paying jobs. Unfortunately, though she is in fact human, many people treated her no better than they would a vampire. A lot of effort was also put into making Alazne able to survive on her own, by promoting certain organization efforts as well as making adjustments in their daily life in order to make it easier for Laz to go from place to place safely. Though run down, their home looks like it is inhabited by someone with severe OCD.
”Life is never easy, but we make it work.”

Laz attended local public schools for the majority of her life and she did exceptionally well despite bullying and discrimination. Her family had looked into the U of D during her high school years; however, they couldn’t afford to send her there until she managed to achieve an academic scholarship that allows her to attend the school for the course of her college career.
”This is going to be an adventure.”

This little lady lived the first eleven years of her life in Verona, Italy, and still continues to visit her grandparents in Verona every summer. She loves the culture and the sounds as well of the language and some of her fondest memories have been in this beautiful country. Due to her life in Italy however she is very picky when it comes to Italian food and will only eat it if it is truly authentic. After moving from Italy she moved to New Jersey, then to Georgia, and then California. Her family tended to move around a lot, much to Laz’s disdain.
”You Americans ruined the Italian cuisine with pizza.”


|Opinions|
"My puppeteer will be posting this in another thread."




"A lot of people have culturally induced ethical blindness, but they can be cured!."
~Ingrid Newkirk




|Other|
iPod List:
Walk on the Water - Britt Nicole, How Far We've Come - Matchbox 20, Pumped Up Kicks - Foster the People, We Are Young - Fun, Lights - Ellie Goulding, Starry Eyed - Ellie Goulding, San Francisco - Cascada, Brave - Sara Bareilles, Hurricane - 30 Seconds to Mars.

|Theme Song| One Voice - The Wailin' Jennys

This is the sound of one voice
One spirit, one voice
The sound of one who makes a choice
This is the sound of one voice

This is the sound of voices two
The sound of me singing with you
Helping each other to make it through
This is the sound of voices two

This is the sound of voices three
Singing together in harmony
Surrendering to the mystery
This is the sound of voices three

This is the sound of all of us
Singing with love and the will to trust
Leave the rest behind it will turn to dust
This is the sound of all of us

This is the sound of one voice
One people, one voice
A song for every one of us
This is the sound of one voice
This is the sound of one voice





So begins...

Alazne Skylar Sephtis's Story

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Character Portrait: Alazne Skylar Sephtis

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Alazne Skylar Sephtis



Click, swish. A slight breeze ruffled the long wavy hair of a young woman as she emerged from the back of a cab. As she stood outside the cab she tapped the surrounding area with a cane, as the tip collided with the edge of the sidewalk she moved forward and stepped up on the ledge. She then turned and slowly waved her hand in the direction of the car. Making contact with the open door she gently swung it closed. The taxi driver emerged from the vehicle, as well, walking in his rubber sole shoes to his trunk where it clicked open. He brought our two suitcases and a denim backpack which he politely and carefully handed to her. Going so far as to help it onto her back.

"Thank you." The young woman said politely despite not turning her head towards the driver.

"Of course, would you like help with your bags?" Finally, turning to face the taxi man she smiled, before shaking her head.

"That won't be necessary, I can get someone to help me once inside." The suitcases banged against the pavement as the man set them down rather violently next to her, causing her to flinch slightly and cock her head so that her right ear was leaning towards the source of the noise. Leaning slightly against her cane she waved as the car door slammed and the vehicle accelerated slowly. Then the girl turned around, back towards the gate just as a young man approached her. "Hello. Let me guess, you're here to help a young lady named Alazne Sephtis, yes?"

The boy verbally expressed his surprise, "Y-Yes."

The girl transferred her cane into her left and and stretched out her right hand, "That's me. Oh and you can call me Laz." The boy warily took the girl's hand barely shook it. Giggles rung out of the girl's mouth, as she fiercely shook the boy's hand surprising him once again. "Being blind is not synonymous with being breakable, and you are?"

"James Hershire, I'm supposed to-"

"Take me and my bags to my dormitory." Laz finished for the boy as he released her hand and grabbed her bags. She heard rustling and sliding as he extended the handle and adjusted on suitcase to settle on its two wheels. Laz then heard the air rustle by and the boy grunt as he swung her other back over his shoulder. "Is there anything I can help with?" The girl asked when the sound of cloth rubbing against cloth finally stopped.

"No I've got it. Here, take my elbow." Placing her cane back into her right hand her left searched the area around the male voice until it made contact with said body part. Nodding the boy slowly began walking forward, gently guiding the girl onto the campus. "Do you know the name of the building?"

"You don't?" She felt the boy flinch beneath her touch and smiled again, "You're really serious, aren't you. Well, anyways, I know the room number but I was never told what the building number was."

"Oh."

A third, deeper voice introduced itself to Laz's 'sight'. "Excuse me, Miss Sephtis?"

"Yes?" The girl cocked her head in the direction of the newcomer, her eyes moved around lazily searching in the darkness for the source of the deeper voice.

"If I may, I wish to speak to you about a sponsorship opportunity that I believe you may be deeply interested in becoming a part of due to your...background." Laz's eyebrows furrowed, as she thought about the words the man spoke. A sponsorship program, huh? What exactly would I be sponsoring?

"I'm afraid I'll need a little more explanation than that." The girl tapped her cane in front of her, not for the purpose of guidance but rather to emphasize her point. She heard the gentleman clear his throat with a clean cough before taking a few audible steps forward. As he did so, Laz patted the arm of the boy holding her bags and gently turned to face him, "I sense this may take a little while, so you may go. I'll have this older gentleman here help me to my room."

"Alright." Ker thunk. The boy unceremoniously dropped the bags on the floor and Laz listened to his shuffling feet as he left the area. Afterwards, Laz turned back towards the older gentleman who she sensed was still standing in the same spot as before and leaned lightly on her cane again.

"So about this sponsorship program." Laz wasted no time in resuming her conversation with the man.



"There is a condition worse than blindness, and that is, seeing something that isn't there." ~Thomas Hardy



The man that Laz had spoken to turned out to be the sponsorship 'club's director and he admittedly was not very frank with her in the beginning, but the moment the blind girl called him on it using her sixth sense he backtracked and started again with a little more honesty. Admittedly, weighing the pros and cons, the cons certainly seemed to outweigh the pros if she had been a normal human being, however she wasn't.

Her biological father was a vampire, so despite being born a human and being legally considered a human, most people treated her more like a half-human, if that. The point of coming to this University was to escape this hand that life dealt her, but she knew as well as any other that once her background was discovered her treatment would revert back to how it once was and that was no different than the treatment a sponsor received by their fellow homo-sapiens. Due to this, the cons were virtually non-existent so she figured, why the hell not? Thus, after being guided to the line she signed the blackness before her.

After the fact, the man took it upon himself to escort her and her bags to her dorm. Even allowing her to take the time to count out steps to the many different crossroads that made up the maze of the school. "I'm already sensing the fact that I will probably be in need of a guide for the first few weeks at least. I can only imagine how many people get lost in this school." The man's baritone voice rumbled in his chest as he chuckled.

"I find it entertaining to watch their lost faces." The blind girl clenched her jaws. What she would give for the gift of being able to watch anything. The girl halted her movement when her guide stick smacked against the edge of what seemed to be a step. Poking around she confirmed its identity. "Oh watch your step."

"No kidding." Thus came Laz's response as she carefully stepped up to the door of the building. As it opened she grimaced, it screeched on its hinges and she could hear the sides of the structure trembling in response to this slight pressure. "Oddio. This is quite the rundown joint, isn't it."

"How can you tell?"

"You can tell a lot about a place just by listening to and feeling it." The girl smiled, "Now please, aprire la strada." The girl felt the man pressure her into turning left, she followed him with little resistance. From, what must have been a floor above her the brunette heard multiple voices. I look forward to meeting that rather loud group. The girl smirked slightly, it would seem that the choice she made was bound to be an interesting one. Finally, he stopped in front of a door that was a straight shot from her left turn, how convenient. The elder man took her hand a placed a key in it, after having dragged her bags into the room for her.

"As we discussed earlier, you'll be sponsoring the human-turned-vampires, I'm sure you can find one or two on your own simply by asking around. I must be going, though. I have quite a bit of paperwork to do. If you need anything at all, please don't hesitate to contact me, I gave you my phone number earlier, yes?"

"Of course."

"In that case, I must say my good-byes, please enjoy this beautiful weather."

"Arrivederci." Laz firmly clutched her guiding cane, That was a rather inconsiderate statement. Beautiful, I wonder what it means to him? The grip of jealousy slowly engulfed the girl as she weighed the thought. It wasn't quite fair that she could never understand beauty as the world saw it, but alas, she could still find beauty in the sounds, smells, and feelings around her. Of course the question is, can her eternal darkness truly ever be considered beautiful despite her other senses? The blind one sighed, before making her way back to where she had felt the staircase, her cane tapping as she went.

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Character Portrait: Kaiden McIlroy Character Portrait: Ortus Solis Rufam Character Portrait: Levi Havet Character Portrait: Alazne Skylar Sephtis

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Kaiden had to admit that he hadn't been listening to the Mouseman the entire time, so he missed those little jabs at him about his cigarette and something about being unlucky. Kaiden, however, did no miss the little jab of rebelliousness at him - at least the mouseman had spunk. So while Kaiden was somewhat preoccupied, he did hear the little sound of scurrying footsteps running towards him, and then suddenly in front of him. Confused, Kaiden looked down to see the little man exit his legs and run on all fours away. Once he was far enough away, mouseman turned and threw a retort. Why don't you figure it out yourself, stupid."

Kaiden rose an eyebrow in mild amusement before the kid turned and ran, which allowed for a deep rumbling chuckle to exit from Kaiden's body. The kid was annoying, but spunky - should be interesting. So Kaiden turned and called back to the kid. "Will do, laddie, will do." Kaiden shook his head in amusement before turning back to view the surroundings. Once again, that large cat and bear were still watching all the kids move. To his left, Mr. Dreadman was talking to a kid with colours everywhere, and two pretty little lasses - one who had just arrived. It was then that his eyesight zeroed in on something he hadn't noticed on the little mouseman - name tag badge things that seemingly had each person's name on it. This school may have a faculty of lyers, but they are efficient lyers. Kaiden nodded in agreement with himself, before turning back into his room.

In a few seconds, he had completed the newest of his two tasks: creating a makeshift name tag for himself out of ducktape, the letter on the wall and a few bobby pins and gathering up his work out supplies into a duffel bag. His plans for the day? Finding the gym and catching up on some practice, and possibly catching a few of his vampires on the way. Since he hadn't a clue where the gym was, Kaiden figured that if he looked for shape shifters while he looked for the gym, he would be keeping things efficient.

So with the makeshift name tag on his bandana (which read 'You will be sponsoring the Shapeshifting Vampires' for it made no sense to add anything to a fairly straightforward message) and his duffel bag full of clothing, a few of his own equipment and some water, Kaiden exited his room to see a kid jump up the stairs and yell.

"Hey!! Did anyone see some asshole carry a duffle bag and a trunk into any of the rooms? He made me sign up for this sponsor thing and then he said he'd carry my bags to my room but I lost track of him and now I have no idea where my stuff is." Kaiden raised an eyebrow to the kid, before shaking his head slightly. Poor bastard, he got suckered in too. Instead of stating the obvious, Kaiden grunted out a short reply.

"Not up here, lad." With that, he noticed the gangling, orange haired kid who was preoccupied by what appeared to be a cut on his nail. Well, he had to admit, there were quite a few weirdos around here, but Kaiden wasn't really in any place to judge: after all, he was a 6'1, pure red haired, muscle man with a scottish accent. Nothing really normal about that at all.

Regardless, Kaiden made his way around the little guy yelling to look down the hall for Mouseman, to which he shook his head and gave a chuckle before walking to the stairs. Before he did walk down the stairs, he turned his head towards the bear and the leopard, giving a smirk and a nod to them as if to say 'Nice to meet you, large animals - but I ain't scared'. Next motion was back to the orange haired kid to give him a nod of acknowledgement before walking by him as well.

Thing was, Kaiden didn't get too far before he heard the tapping of a rod of some sort. The stairs creaking under his frame, he rounded the stairs to find himself above a petite girl with a cane making her way up the stairs. This caused Kaiden to pause slightly, cocking his head. Once again, he was greeted with a predicament he had never been in before - here was the very first blind person he had ever met. Remember, Kaiden liked to live life in gyms and such, so he rarely got out and about to the city to actually explore or even care about it.

Now, this would have been all fine and dandy, except that Kaiden was pretty damn big, and the staircase... well, it wasn't as big as it should be. While there was room for two normal people to fit through, Kaiden took up a person and a half and the girl had a cane, which added to her width of space as well.

So, instead of standing there awkwardly like an idiot, Kaiden found the most efficient path and took it instantly: by talking (weird, right?) "Well, lass, we seem to be in a bit of a bind." It occured later that she may not be able to realize it, or she might take offense to his statement, but Kaiden didn't care for neither. If she was level headed, she would simply acknowledge that they were, and they would solve the problem. There was no need for over reactions or emotional annoyances in such. Kaiden just wanted to get by, and so did she.

True, he could have just waited or something, but that was somewhat awkward for a kid that hated sitting still. Though he did have to wonder if she was a vampire or not - a blind vampire? That would be interesting, to say the least.

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Character Portrait: Kaiden McIlroy Character Portrait: Marishka Amur Character Portrait: Alazne Skylar Sephtis

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Marishka Amur

Tap, tap, tap, tap,... Marishka drummed her nails against the window. Her mind focused on her surroundings. The pointless chatter of the people in the hall, on the first floor and outside the building was endless. "Hey!! Did anyone see some asshole carry..." "Not up here..." "Arrivederci." "Well, lass, we seem to..." She couldn't help but be drawn toward the odd language and accent with which she heard the female voice speak. Just the curiosity sent Marishka's sense of where and who into chaos. She lost the buzz of just listening. So with that over, why shouldn't she go out and find the strange human who spoke that word. Arrivederci. What did that mean?

Marishka licked her lips, blinked her feline slitted eye and walked out of her room. She blinked again when she realized that the group in the hall had grown by two or four people. Just one person was enough to crowd a small place, what's an entire group? She moved cautiously, still wary of the strangers. Her back was literally to the wall as she scooted toward the direction of the voice she heard. It just happened to be near the stairs... Where a tall red haired man was blocking the way. She growled irritated and tried to seek a way through. There was either leap the side rail which seemed rude, or being polite and ask if she could pass. She decided to be polite.

Marishka took a step forward and that's when she smelt it. She gagged. Cigarettes. Most of the time, she's ignore the smokers, but if she was going to be living in the same building with some smoker, something had to be done. Marishka didn't see any smoke near or floating around the guy, but the smell lingers, and when you had a sniffer better than a blood hound, certain smells could be dangerous. She asked the question abruptly, but hoping to hide the rudeness with the polite tone. "I hope you don't smoke all the time. You're not a two pack a day man, are you?" She paused, and took a step back while cocking her to the right. "I'm sorry if I'm being rude to the both of you, but I really don't approve or even want second hand smoking or.." Marishka got silent really quick, her hackles standing on end with the sudden realization that she probably just started a interrogation or a conversation.

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Character Portrait: Kaiden McIlroy Character Portrait: Marishka Amur Character Portrait: Alazne Skylar Sephtis

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Alazne Skylar Sephtis



Laz had made it up five steps before she stopped her climb due to the sound of creaking coming from above her followed by the sound of heavy footsteps descending the same flight of stairs. Uh oh. I hope this staircase is bigger than it felt, otherwise there may be a problem. Judging from the volume of the footfalls whoever was coming down these stairs, most likely male from the beat and the way the sole of his shoes sounded, was quite large.

Her suspicions were confirmed when a rather distinctive sounding deep voice with a Scottish accent spoke, “Well, lass, we seem to be in a bit of a bind.” Her ears did not deceive her, although she could never have guessed that he would be of Scottish decent. Admittedly, she was very surprised to have the unique experience of meeting a Scotsman here of all places. Although, it is the university of diversity.

While her eyes could never see him she still lowered her dark sunglasses and feigned looking up at him with a little smile on her face. Cocking her head she placed the handle of her cane on her lips playfully. “Let me guess, poor little blind old me is blocking the stairway and you are actually going to ask me to move? Don’t you think that’s a little inconsiderate?”

She lowered the tip of her cane down to the floor with a loud tap. Before pushing her sunglasses back up to cover her eyes and sticking her tongue out a little bit. “Nah, I’m just joking. Mi scusa. Just couldn’t resist the opportunity to mess with someone. I'm Laz by the way.” She was already holding the handle on the stairway so finding a wall and pushing herself up against it to make way for the boy was a fairly easy task. “Is this enough room for you? This is probably the fastest way for you to get down the stai-“

Laz was cut off by the faint sound of growling and she flinched a little surprised. She wasn’t entirely sure if that was a human or a cat. Then the mysterious creature spoke, "I hope you don't smoke all the time. You're not a two pack a day man, are you? I'm sorry if I'm being rude to the both of you, but I really don't approve or even want second hand smoking or…”

So it was a human girl, that or the voice belonged to a witch vampire’s familiar, however she doubted it. The blind girl bit her bottom lip as she attempted to hold her tongue lashing. Especially since, judging from the way her voice drifted off, she was probably nervous and Laz didn’t want to make the situation any worse for her. “Va bene, I’m not insulted, although I can’t say the same for my Scottish friend here.” Frankly speaking however, Laz highly doubted this boy was the type to be insulted by such things. In her limited experience with the Scottish she had usually found them to be very able at rising above such petty things as this. It would be disappointing if he was the sensitive type since that would make him one less person able to stand a round of playful banter with her.

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Kaiden hadn't thought that trying to get by another person would cause him to be surrounded: if he had, he would have jumped out the window instead, and walked around. You think him to be joking? Nope.

Anyway, the apparent blind girl lowered her sunglasses a smidgen to let Kaiden stare into her blank eyes, which had him questioning his earlier assumption of her being blind. Unless that was what she was going for, but Kaiden threw those types of thoughts out: critical thought and analysis took way too long to think through, and he really didn't want to bother with it. She then suddenly placed the cane at her hips in an odd way, and spoke. “Let me guess, poor little blind old me is blocking the stairway and you are actually going to ask me to move? Don’t you think that’s a little inconsiderate?”

Kaiden raised an eyebrow in confusion before thinking the entire thing through. For starters, Kaiden swore there was a hint of some accent or something in her voice, but he couldn't place it: sure, just because he was raised in a european country didn't mean he cared much about the other countries. It was also her tone that threw him off a little, as if she was trying to make him feel guilty for asking such a simple question. Kaiden was starting to feel that this wasn't going to be an easy ordeal, and was about to give his answer - which was going to be a simple 'No' - when the girl brought her cane down, and pushed her sunglasses back up.

“Nah, I’m just joking. Mi scusa. Just couldn’t resist the opportunity to mess with someone. I'm Laz by the way.” Kaiden was left slightly stunned by her sudden change in attitude, but it couldn't stop the grin from forming onto his face when she moved over and speaking again. “Is this enough room for you? This is probably the fastest way for you to get down the stai-“

Kaiden had been finally prepared to continue such an interesting conversation with this mysterious 'Laz' when a voice squeaked behind him. While squeaked would most likely be correct, it was how Kaiden interpreted the polite tone. "I hope you don't smoke all the time. You're not a two pack a day man, are you? I'm sorry if I'm being rude to the both of you, but I really don't approve or even want second hand smoking or…” Gone was Kaiden's grin to be replaced with confusion once more. See, he hadn't had a cigarette in... Three days? Four? Whenever my last match was, anyway. That time alone should have erased most of the smell that the cigarette stained his clothing with - which was his main pet peeve when it came to his habit, as he hated having weird smells in his clothing - so the better question was: how did this lady, to whom Kaiden probably had never met and wasn't facing, know that he smoked?

Kaiden narrowed it down instantly to 2 options: either this girl had a super nose or something to smell the unlit cigarette in his mouth or she had seen him walking by, which Kaiden couldn't rule out. However, it seemed that he was just a silent statue since Laz jumped in with her own answer pretty darn quick: Va bene, I’m not insulted, although I can’t say the same for my Scottish friend here.” Kaiden gave a small chuckle, his back still towards the girl behind him, at Laz's response. What was his stance? That could be summed up in his response - which he was finally allowed to give.

"Can't be offended by things that aren't offensive." He stated bluntly. Truly, Kaiden couldn't see how it was even close to being offensive: the girl was looking out for herself, and voiced her concerns. "I'm more curious as to how you realized I smoked when I haven't lit one up for a few days, and this one isn't lit." As it was, his voice was slightly muffled due to the unlit cigarette in his mouth, but it was still very audible as he turned his head to finally get a look at the girl behind him: thin, black hair, eye... patch? That's different. Kaiden still looked at her with his bored amber eyes, the question still out in the open.

After that simple second of looking her in the eye, Kaiden turned back to his first conversational partner who was still against the wall, as if to continue the conversation. "Didn't know the blind liked to make jokes." He gave her a smirk, acknowledging the fact that regardless of her condition, she still made fun of him. "Name's Kaiden." Normally, Kaiden would shake hands with her or something, but he dismissed those ideas: not under the pretense that she was blind, but simply because he never liked doing that. What was so wrong with just stating your name? That didn't mean that you had to touch each other's hands now, does it?

Anywho, Kaiden turned his body towards the railing, across from Laz and the mystery girl to allow site between the both of them - well, at least one of them. Now it was only a matter of turning his head to the left or right to see both of them. Resting his body against the guardrail did have one repercussion, however: it creaked under his weight, as if it was yelling at him to move his heavy weight. He was still taking up half the staircase, but not like he cared much.

Crossing his arms and giving out a sigh, Kaiden flicked his eyes between the two of them, and while he did want to hear why the girl to his right had the sniffer of a bloodhound, he was equally curious about Laz. His headband still showing that he was a sponsor, he turned his head towards Laz for a simple question. "You get suckered into this sponsor thing too?" While he was going out on a limb as a guess, it wasn't all that bad: from what he could gather, vampires usually didn't have such health problems, and a lot of them were already here when he showed up. Nevertheless, he was taking a risk.

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"Va bene, I’m not insulted, although I can’t say the same for my Scottish friend here.” "Can't be offended by things that aren't offensive." "I'm more curious as to how you realized I smoked when I haven't lit one up for a few days, and this one isn't lit." Marishka studied Kaiden's appearance and smell and stored them at the back of her head, while also doing the same thing to Laz. She listened mindlessly to their conversation, one ear tunes on them, and the listening to the rest of people behind her. "You get suckered into this sponsor thing too?"

Her attention left the room and to the giant obvious sign on his forehead. He was a sponsor. She couldn't help but growl and really look at him. She knew sponsors were what gave vampires like her a chance at a normal almost-human like life. Yet, the feline in her wanted to make sure he wasn't going to roll over and die just by running a mile. His frame, and the built way he looked suggested otherwise though. She stopped the animalistic tendency and tried to calm the tiger in her. "Your a sponsor? For the shapeshifters?"

Marishka was very competitive, and the need to prove herself better than the red-haired man was almost too much. Her hands weren't clenched but they also didn't look like they were free of tension either. Then she inhaled again and looked to Laz. The scent of another vampire was finally getting into her nostrils. It was faint, but it always accompanied all vampires. It was the smell of death, or what she view as Death's signature. Marishka didn't look so relaxed anymore. Everything it seemed she thought herself possible of handling was almost too much. Laz was the first vampire she spoke to in a year, and apparently, Kaiden might be her sponsor.

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The blind girl, for a moment wished she could see her two acquaintances, however, just as she usually does she forced herself to forget the wish and move on. Fortunately she was distracted rather easily by an unexpected sound.

Laz raised an eyebrow in response to the sound of chuckling, obviously originating from the Scottish male near the top of the staircase. She hadn’t realized she had said something peculiarly funny, but she wasn’t about to get annoyed at someone for being amused. She was amused a good majority of the time so it really wasn’t her place to make comments. When his chuckling stopped he finally spoke, ”Can’t be offended by things that aren’t offensive.” Well then, he was certainly a good sport and due to this discovery a small grin formed on her face. He could be a fun person to be around, that’s for sure. ”I'm more curious as to how you realized I smoked when I haven't lit one up for a few days, and this one isn't lit." Laz realized then why his voice sounded slightly muffled, He must have a cigarette in his mouth.

As for his question, she thought it obvious. She obviously was a shape-shifting vampire with a good nose. Laz was blind and even she could figure that out. How? Well, her animalistic like growl told her that she was either a talking animal or a vampire with animal-like qualities. The Scotsman’s lack of surprise in his voice told her that she was probably not a talking animal, that leaves only the latter option. Due to his lack of knowledge Laz also figured that he was more than likely not a vampire nor did he have a lot of experience with them. Not that it really mattered to her either way.

Unconsciously, Laz’s grip on the railing tightened. She wasn’t worried but it was human nature to want to steady oneself, especially on stairwells. She also tapped the grip of her cane with her index finger; it was something like a nervous tick except she did it even when she wasn’t nervous. It was more like a bad habit. "Didn't know the blind liked to make jokes." Laz could practically hear his smirk, and due to this one of her own embellished her face. He’s lucky I’m sharp enough to know he’s joking, otherwise I’d be insulted.

”Name’s Kaiden.” Laz hummed a bit as she thought up her response to the boy’s comment. She could be serious or she could take a more playful approach. She decided to simply settle and bide her time for a better opportunity.

Shrugging, as though she was brushing his comment aside, she responded, “Oh, they don’t, but I’m peculiar so I do.” She bit her bottom lip as her grin widened, “But, honestly, there you go being inconsiderate again, Kaiden. Stereotyping me like that.” She snorted a bit and winked from behind her sunglasses. The girl didn’t think about whether or not he could see the action until after the fact and the thought went away as quickly as it came.

She jumped just a little at the sound of feet approaching her from above as what she assumed to be the boy came down the stairs just a little before stopping slightly across from her. She guessed that he was probably leaning against the staircase judging by the pitiful shrieks the wood gave when he stopped. For a moment she did in fact feel sympathetic for the stairs that were obviously quite old and unwilling to support so much weight. She questioned for a moment whether the steps would hold or not, but figured a second later they’d be okay.

Unexpectedly, she heard a sigh from the boy and felt curious as to his reasons. On the same token however she really didn’t feel like it was any of her concern so she didn’t ask. Plus, he spoke before she had the opportunity to, ”You get suckered into this sponsor thing too? So he was a sponsor. Laz wondered which vampire type he was sponsoring; however before that she had to address the ‘suckered’ part of his comment.

She was about to open her mouth and speak but the quiet shape-shifter at the top of the staircase spoke first, ”You’re a sponsor? For the Shape-Shifters?” Well at least that question was answered for her.

“Lucky you, Miss…” Laz purposely left the end of her sentence unfinished in hopes that the young lady would catch her drift and say her name. It was kind of rude not to introduce yourself to someone when have a conversation with them, but Laz was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt and simply assume she had forgotten.

Rather then waiting for her response, however, Laz chose to respond to Kaiden’s question. “Now now, Kaiden, at least I have a reasonable excuse for not reading the paper before I signed it.” Smiling she tapped her cane on the stairs lightly and somewhat playfully. She also leaned towards where she assumed he stood in such a way that it appeared she was sharing a secret, “Of course, I’m fully aware of what I signed on for. What can I say, I enjoy a good adventure from time to time and that’s exactly what this is.” She stuck her tongue out playfully again before chuckling a little and relaxing against the wall once more.

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“Oh, they don’t, but I’m peculiar so I do. But, honestly, there you go being inconsiderate again, Kaiden. Stereotyping me like that.” Kaiden couldn't help but give Laz another grin: for a girl with a handicap, she knew how to put others in their place if they tried picking on her. Strong, fierce willed - Oddly reminds me of Mum. Weird. Kaiden mentally shook that idea from his head, as now wasn't the time for trivial, stupid thoughts as those. He still had a schedule to follow, and his training wasn't going to do itself. However, as much as he wanted to leave, another part of him wanted to stay. Wasn't often Kaiden got to socialize with somebody that actually had a spine.

Kaiden heard a soft growl to his right after he spoke to Laz about being a sponsor. Thing was, he was now able to see both of them at once, so he knew that it was the girl that had yet to introduce herself. His eyes glanced over to her sidways, his head never moving as Kaiden watched the mystery girl slowly react; in reality, he couldn't tell much. Kaiden wasn't that big on reading people, so he hadn't a clue what was rushing through her head. What he did know was that her stance had stiffened, as if she was preparing for a fight; that he knew easily. It was then that she spoke in that odd tone, which Kaiden couldn't quite catch. "Your a sponsor? For the shapeshifters?"

Kaiden's right eyebrow raised in curiousity at her statement, and his lips tugged a little to form a slight smirk before falling back. "Aye lass, and I'm going to guess your one of 'em shapeshifters, like Mouseman over there." Kaiden's head nodded in the direction that Ruari had gone scampering off - if memory served him right, mice had good hearing so Ruari would probably hear him and start complaining or something. Afterwards he brought his head back and gave the mystery girl a quick once over to memorize her for later: if he was to watch over these people, it would be best if he knew them. Though that eyepatch would be pretty damn hard to miss.

Lucky you, Miss… Kaiden raised an eyebrow at the double-edged comment. If Kaiden truly cared about socialization, he could have been offended as Laz would be one to throw sarcasm in. However, Kaiden didn't like to read into words that much, as their face value always seemed to suffice for him. Sarcasm was only used in conversations such as these. Instead, Kaiden heard Laz's comment the way the words stated, and the lack of ending was probably due to the fact that neither Kaiden nor Laz knew her name.

“Now now, Kaiden, at least I have a reasonable excuse for not reading the paper before I signed it.” Again with blind joke: Kaiden was amazed that people with spines AND humor could exist. He needed more of these people, and fast - maybe then he would be able to socialize better. He did have to admit ignorance and naivety, but the jab still stung slightly at the fact that he was stupid enough to get himself into this situation. As he turned back to Laz, she was leaning in towards him as if she were about to whisper. Odd, Kaiden never really partook in such conversations. “Of course, I’m fully aware of what I signed on for. What can I say, I enjoy a good adventure from time to time and that’s exactly what this is.” A quick tongue and a chuckle before she leaned back, and Kaiden was back to smiling again. There was something about Laz that could actually engage Kaiden in conversation without him just leaving after the important parts were done.

Hoping that the mystery shapeshifter would give her name, but unwilling to really wait Kaiden responded to Laz's little jabs. "Whose being inconsiderate now, hm?" Kaiden's smile fell to a slight grin as he mulled over his options: either get to the point and explain his situation, or stick with the banter approach. He chose both. "I came to this school for the athletics department, so when the Suit said the word scholarship, I see the word 'Money'." He gave a shrug. "Oh well. I'm here, so I'll get used to it so long as I can compete." True, Kaiden knew he was being slightly vague about why he was at this school exactly, but he didn't need to just throw information at Laz on their first meeting, Kaiden knew that much at least about socialization. No, Kaiden would bide his time, as he knew that she would either make a joke or question his athleticism or something, and hopefully the shapeshifting lass would clarify her name.

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"Whose being inconsiderate now, hm?" Laz snorted, he was turning her own statements back on her, how lovely. Still though, he had a point. She supposed she was being a little inconsiderate of him and even herself…if that is even possible. Could one be inconsiderate of their self? Not that it really mattered that much, she could never feel insulted by her own words. Especially since she knew for a fact that she didn’t mean anything by it, it was merely an innocent joke.

Still though, she supposed he could feel hurt. Not that she thought he was actually insulted either, if anything he was doing the same thing she’d been doing to him from the moment they’d started this conversation. Which, by the way, was a conversation she was rather enjoying actually. It wasn’t every day she met someone tough enough to mess with. “Touché, Kaiden.” She gave him a quiet clap, sort of like a silent round of applause, however that didn’t mean she was admitting defeat. Laz would never admit defeat that easily. Not that she thought she was in a battle or anything. Well, maybe a battle of words but most certainly not a physical one.

"I came to this school for the athletics department, so when the Suit said the word scholarship, I see the word 'Money'." Laz raised an eyebrow at the comment, I didn’t realize this school had an athletics department worth attending. Not that I would put much thought into something like that considering. She cut her thoughts short when Kaiden continued talking, "Oh well. I'm here, so I'll get used to it so long as I can compete." He at least had a reasonable attitude about his situation. Actually, he seemed like he had a reasonable attitude about most things. How wonderful.

“Well, at least you have a good attitude about it. That’s better than some I’m sure.” Laz smirked a little as she leaned in again, she would have elbowed him but frankly she wasn’t entirely sure where he was and she didn’t want to accidently elbow the wall and look like a complete fool. Anyways, continuing where she left off she spoke again, “So, sports huh? Can’t say I’m much for them myself. Don’t really have a great deal of hand-eye coordination, still not really sure why but I’m getting tested.” She chuckled before an innocent smile embellished her face.

“I’m curious, though, what kind of sports are you into? Soccer, tennis,” then in a somewhat loud whisper, “dodge-ball?” Snickering a little she continued, “I’m awful at dodge-ball. I just never seem to see the balls coming.”

Dropping the silliness Laz straightened up, “Seriously though, if you’re in the athletics program you must be decent at least, what do you play?” Smirking a bit Laz’s playfulness reared its ugly head once more; “Perhaps I’ll come watch you sometime…or not.” She adjusted her sunglasses as she finished her ridiculous statement.

Tilting her head in the direction of the shape-shifter she frowned a little, she was being awfully quiet and still had yet to give her name. Laz supposed that she could be incredibly shy, but still, Kaiden had asked her point blank what her name was, and Laz had hinted towards it once already. However, Laz was in a good mood for now, no need to ruin it by addressing the shy girl’s lack of communication. Plus, she didn’t see any need to be rude, nor did she want to. Instead, she felt that perhaps a little kindness could go a long way. Grinning in the direction she last heard the shape-shifter she addressed her again, “There is no need to be shy, I promise I’m not as silly as I’m acting and I can actually have a serious conversation every once in a blue moon if you would ever like to have one.”

She turned back towards where she assumed the Scottish boy was still standing, then with a sigh and a pouting face she spoke at him, “I suppose that goes for you too, Kaiden. You’ll just have to let me know when the moon’s blue.” She laughed in an awkward and embarrassed manner. She supposed the joke was cheesy and pathetic but she enjoyed it anyways.

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Marishka didn't realize her mind had done blank until she heard Laz speak. “There is no need to be shy, I promise I’m not as silly as I’m acting and I can actually have a serious conversation every once in a blue moon if you would ever like to have one.” “I suppose that goes for you too, Kaiden. You’ll just have to let me know when the moon’s blue.” She snapped out of it and bared her teeth, her elongated canines showing as she yawned. "My is Marishka Amur... And Wrestling or Boxing?" She stuck her face a bit closer to Kaiden and sniffed, "Huh, you do both?" She pulled away and couldn't help but grin as her eye went cat-like. "I finally found a training partner. Maybe you'll longer than the last one." The way her words came out suggested the sentence to be friendly, but the dangerous gleam in eye her spoke otherwise. Being partially blind didn't

Marishka felt the way Kaiden and Laz held themselves, and there was no hint of fear or even caution. It was odd, not be treated like an Outsider or even as an Enemy. It was an eery feeling. The tiger in her was restless, and the need to move and explore more of her new territory made her twitchy. Her fingers ran along the wooden rail, her claws making a hollow noise that kept from withdrawing from her reality again.

Marishka sighed, "I'm guessing I'll see you two later." She leaped down the flight of stairs, and walked down the rest of them. Her nose and ears working overtime as she walked out of the building. She wandered the area around her dorm, and quickly caught the scent of sweat and the bitterness of metal. She found the gym, er, training center. She didn't exactly know what it was, but she assumed from the weights and the treadmills that it was some sort of athletics facility.

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“Touché, Kaiden.” That wasn't entirely a word that Kaiden was familiar with, but he quickly presumed that it simply meant something like 'right back at ya'. When he mentioned that he was in here for athletics, her face gave a hint of surprise, to which Kaiden could silently acknowledge: this wasn't his first pick for his sport, since their athletics department was pretty damn weak, but they were at least willing to accept him. Apparently a lot of the other schools frowned upon him beating the crap out of that one brat, even though his original school gave him a full pardon.

“Well, at least you have a good attitude about it. That’s better than some I’m sure.” Kaiden raised an eyebrow, not entirely knowing that there were 'others' that would have a different attitude. After all, there was no way out of it, so why not just accept what you have and move on? “So, sports huh? Can’t say I’m much for them myself. Don’t really have a great deal of hand-eye coordination, still not really sure why but I’m getting tested.” She quickly grabbed hold of this new piece of information, and Kaiden rolled his eyes at the first joke she made. Kaiden had a feeling that this Laz lass was going to be one of those girls you don't find very often.

“I’m curious, though, what kind of sports are you into? Soccer, tennis,” She then suddenly dropped her voice, to a loud whisper. “dodge-ball? I’m awful at dodge-ball. I just never seem to see the balls coming.” Again, a roll of the eyes on his part; however he had to say that he was mildly disappointed that she wasn't able to guess anywhere close to his sport. Sure, he had played all three of those and crushed multitudes of 'superstars' - the actually good players killed him just as fast as he did the others - but he wasn't all that keen on any of them.

Seriously though, if you’re in the athletics program you must be decent at least, what do you play? Perhaps I’ll come watch you sometime…or not. Kaiden had to admit that her jokes were beginning to wear a little thin on him, but he didn't entirely mind: sometimes other people needed this sort of release through words, as so he has been told. Laz then looked over at the nameless shapeshifter before making a comment, and then firing one on him as well. “I suppose that goes for you too, Kaiden. You’ll just have to let me know when the moon’s blue.” As if Laz was able to realize the number of cheesy jokes she had said was pretty damn high, an awkward laugh was emitted from her lips.

Kaiden gave her a raised eyebrow, before finally speaking. "I'm a championship fighter; specialize in boxing and wrestling, but any form of combat is my thing." He gave a shrug, his attitude returning to its causal monotone to keep efficiency at its height. "Though most sports are pretty easy to catch up on if I felt like it."

Finally the girl to his right seemed to snap out of whatever she was in, and finally spoke with canines elongate- Wait, what. Kaiden did a slight double take as he noticed her canines were pretty long compared to his own. Odd. "My is Marishka Amur... And Wrestling or Boxing?" As if she didn't care much for the entire conversation that went around her, the girl he now knew as Marishka - to whom Kaiden knew he would never be able to pronounce that name, so he would need a nickname pronto - leaned towards him slightly and sniffed. Kaiden would be lying if he said he wasn't unnerved by her actions, his face however showing little. She then backed up and gave a cat like grin, with eyes and everything. How... odd.

"I finally found a training partner. Maybe you'll longer than the last one." Her smugness irked Kaiden, which reminded him of his countless siblings issuing backhanded compliments just like this one. He gave a huff of disapproval in her choice of words before she spoke again. "I'm guessing I'll see you two later." With that, Mari (possible nickname for her under the approval of Kaiden) nimbly jumped down half of the stairs before walking the rest. Kaiden watched her leave out of the corner of his eye, before giving another huff and a mumble.

"We'll see who lasts longer, lassie." He gave a smirk before turning to Laz to speak, the smirk fading from his face. "Well, that was useful: I now know of two of my vampires, and both will be a fight to deal with."