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Khael Thera

Can't be tamed.

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a character in “Supernatural Rehab”, as played by radioinvader

Description

Khael is 18 and has long black hair that goes down to her back. It's generally messy and she doesn't take very good care of it, though does keep it clean, of course. She's normally dressed in slightly tattered jeans and a loose top. Her eyes are bright blue and seem to take note of everything. When she looks at you, it's as though she can see right through into your soul. Her smile can look almost painfully wide and her teeth are white and perfect, though sharpened to needle-like points.

Her wings are insect-like, and intricately veined. They appear fragile, but are large and strong enough to bear her weight esly. When not in use, they appear as eloquent tattoos spreading down from her shoulder blades made of assorted colours. Her fingernails are long. They are not pointed like her teeth, but are still sharp and can cut through flesh easily.

Her frame in general is slender and curved, with longish legs and ivory skin, and is about 5"5 1/2

Personality

Her personality can be described as whimsical. She does what's on her mind, and is very playful in nature. She loves to play tricks on people and generally make their lives hell. She enjoys a good joke. However, she can also be violent when angered, which makes her dangerous. Her attitude can change from playful to bloodthirsty within a moment's notice.

She is unwilling to reveal anything of herself to anyone, and is very distrustful. She rebuts questions about herself with joking and roundabout responses. This can make her very difficult to hold a proper conversation with. She also gets distracted easily, especially by things that shine. Her attention span is very short.

Equipment

Abilities:
-she can mesmerize humans with singing
-she can use magic
-she can fly

Weaknesses:
-iron

History

She grew up with her family in the woods, however once the supernaturals had been discovered by the humans they were thrust out into the open. They had been given up by the vampires. She had control problems when it came to feeding; her race fed off human souls, not because they had to but because they were addicted to the taste and power, so they lured unknowing victims into the forest using song and trickery. She always had an unnatural thirst for blood, and not just human, either. Her parents were murdered by humans not long after everyone was put out into the open, and her lust for blood turned into revenge. The authorities had her placed into the rehab center in hopes of taming her spontaneous personality and love of killing. She thinks of it all as a game, and once she needs to win, but really she wants revenge and nothing more than to kill.

So begins...

Khael Thera's Story

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Khael sat cross legged on her bed. It was just another day here in the center. The rehab. It was early morning. Early enough that not many people would be awake. But she liked it at night, and she didn't need that much sleep. It was quiet. Times like these were always best for going about and causing trouble. She kept getting chewed out by the mentors, though, because she wasn't allowed to cause trouble and use her magic. It was so much fun, but it wasn't allowed.

She giggled and fondled a flower she had found out in the vast gardens of the estate. White teeth sharpened to almost delicate points flashed in the dim lighting. Her nails were long and she plucked petals from the flower with them, dropping them and watching them float back down onto the soft, cool sheets of the bed. She hummed to herself as she did this, a soft, lilting tune. Her parents had sung to lure humans into the forest and make their feet take them so far into the woods they would never come out again, and she had, too. It was depressing that she couldn't do things like that anymore. Rehab was horrible.

The sun drifted up, casting shadows through the pale curtains draped over the window. Dust flew and danced in the light. Khael dropped the naked flower so that it lay among the petals. Her room mate was still fast asleep, but soon the alarm sitting on the bedside table would go off, just like all the other ones in the girl's dorm, and the boy's as well.


OOC Footnotes are currently disabled for me for some reason... I'm not quite sure why. But here is your starter. Whoever has a female character and wants to be Khael's room mate can do so. If not, I'll just pick a neutral character and stick them in there just as a side thing.

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Khael stood up and stretched languorously. Time to head off to breakfast with the others. She grabbed a t-shirt that had the back all torn up and a pair of jeans from her dresser, and dressed quickly. She swiped her messy black hair out of her face. Her movements were either sharp and precise, or slow and languid, with a graceful look. Behind the curtain of messy hair, a series of intricate tattoos branched down from her shoulder blades. The form her wings took when they were not in use.

Today she was feeling quite peppy. Humming under her breath again, she went out into the hall and began to head down to the cafeteria, blue eyes bright. She was quite ready for the day to come, even if it grew tedious and she knew there were other things she would rather be doing. The only good part of the day was their outside time. 'Gym', it was called. Today was also the day of the week where they got to do their group therapy session. She really didn't like that at all.

Her steps were light and she carried an airy presence. Her pace was nearly a skip. She brushed a hand over the wall of the hallway and once she reached the cafeteria she smiled, a smile that seemed almost painfully wide. The sunshine shone brightly off her sharpened teeth. She seemed to be too happy considering where they all were, but that was normal. Khael was spontaneous and her good mood could be gone like a switch flipping.

"Good morning!" she shrilled. Her voice was melodic but at times it could be painfully so.


My apologies for the late reply :/ I was at school and then went out to see a movie afterwards.

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Khael looked about the room. She swiped her messy hair back from her face again and giggled, watching Collin. For some reason she appeared absolutely delighted at having him here, and even more so when everyone else piled in, but of course she was always that way. Easily excited. She half skipped, half walked over to the where where Tes, Emily and Collin were currently sitting. She did not bother with food. She wasn't really hungry right now. She sat down on top of the table, not caring what everyone else thought.

She hummed brightly under her breath. The lights flickered a bit. "So we have therapy today," she chirped.

She tapped her long nails on the table, almost as she thought she was oblivious to its occupants and the fact that she had just stated the obvious. She looked over at Blake for a long moment and grinned. His apple suddenly disappeared and instead was in her hand. She took a bite, her sharp teeth easily slicing through. For some reason her mood darkened considerably, as did the atmosphere of the room in response. Everyone knew she was like this. She enjoyed picking fights and causing trouble.


I have an update in the New Informaton! thread. I'd ask f everyone please go check it out before posting.

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Khael watched the mentor walk away. She stuck her tongue out at her and then tossed the half eaten apple to the ground. She sniffed, her good mood gone. Mentors always had to ruin her fun. She just wanted to tease a bit. But she supposed she would have to abide by the rules. Of course if she had it her way, there would be no rules. She tucked her hair behind one of her pointed ears.

Suddenly, unprovoked, she slid off the table and into Collin's lap. She turned her head and grinned at him. "You know, you make a very good chair," she remarked. She wiggled around a bit before settling.

Khael looked over at Ali. She grinned that painfully wide looking smile. She clapped a couple times. "Yeah who let the dog in?" she said. She crinkled her nose and sniffed a bit. "Smells like wet puppy in here! Someone toss him outside!" She looked to be having the time of her life at the moment, her bad mood swiped away like it had never existed.


So in case no one has seen the update int he thread yet, I have put 'places' into the roleplay, including one for the cafeteria. I would appreciate it if people start posting in the proper places to keep this more organized. I also forgot to add that Fae are allergic to iron! I totally forgot. But yes if anyone would like to use that somehow then it's there.

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A small growl like noise erupted from my throat, and I crossed my arms, and leaned back on my chair. Pretty much ignoring what Miss Rose said to Khael. "I do not like it when people try to restrain my powers..." I grumbled under my breath. Glaring at Khael, she seemed to be in an overly peppy mood, and I didn't like it.

I completely pretended no one else was there, and I put my feet up on the table, and crossed them over each other. I didn't like the way they were treating the werewolf. It's not like it's his fault that he was born that way. Or the fact that it could drown you right now if I wanted. Well not entirely any way.

Looking back I saw a girl stumble a bit, and I shook my head. Her eating choices seemed to be a bit sugary. I tilted my head to the side, and raised an eyebrow. Whoa. If i ate as much sugar as she does, this building would no longer be standing. When I experience a sugar rush, things seem to explode, burn, break, or disappear from existence. That's why I usually don't eat candy.

Looking back at Collin and Khael,I scowled. How could they be happy in a place like this? Shaking my head, I realized I was thirsty again. Glancing around, I could see a water bottle on one of the tables. Just lifting my hand slightly, the water in the bottle reacted, and flew towards me. And the bottle was carried with it. Grabbing it out if the air, I opened it and drank some. After I closed it, i put the bottle into my pocket. I felt better when I knew I had water with me.

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"you know every time I see your smile my heart skips a beat." Collin said to Tes and she grinned. So far she liked him, even if he seemed to be bit of a man whore.
"Ya, okay...." she said as she rolled her eyes good naturedly.
"Who let the dog in?" Collin said
"You know maybe you should give him a chance...." she started with a frown, ready to defend the dog when suddenly, unprovoked, Khael slid off the table and into Collin's lap. She turned her head and grinned at him. "You know, you make a very good chair," she remarked. Khael grinned that painfully wide looking smile. She clapped a couple times. "Yeah who let the dog in?" she said. She crinkled her nose and sniffed a bit. "Smells like wet puppy in here! Someone toss him outside!"
Tesella frowned at the pair.
"Wow...way to be mature guys...." Tes said with a sigh.
"I get your issue Collin but whats up your ass Khael?" she asked as she finished her coffee and dropped the apple core into the trash.
"I guess you guys are just too cool for the rest of us huh?" she said with a sarcastic smile as she stood and walked away.

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Collin's eyes widened a fraction of an inch before returning to their normal size as Khael jumped into his lap. Collin gave her a slight smile.
Collin had expected everyone to jump on him or yell at him as he made the comment about Ali. He wasent necessarily trying to be mean, just to get attention...be the center of attention. Another one of his failed attempts to not be forgotten. Maybe he did needed therapy, then again who dosent?
Collin looked around as people began to exit the cafeteria. Looks like its time for therapy Collin thought with a yawn. He stretched his arms.
"Looks like its time for therapy." He said giving a glance to Tes and Emily.
Collin picked Khael up setting her on the table before getting up himself. He smiled at her and held out his hand.
"Would you please accompany me to therapy?" Collin asked Khael with a wink.

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Khael grinned at Collin. She liked him. He seemed like the sort who enjoyed playing games. She had noticed he was a bit of an attention hog. She didn't mind. For a vampire he was sort of cool. Though... normally she really didn't like vampires at all. If they hadn't been in this stupid rehab center she might have killed him already. After all, it was the vampires that had given up the Fae to the humans. And if it weren't for that, she would still be with her parents, luring the naive mortals into the forests at night with songs of promise, adventure, with her ethereal voice. Calling their names, as though she was a lost loved one or a dear friend. She loved to watch them getting lost, and seeing a little girl cry when she realized that Fae weren't what she had learned in fairy tales. And the clothing. She hated this clothing. It felt constricting and rough against her otherwise sensitive skin. It had her a while to get used to it. She was used to lighter attire that would not hinder her in her forest.

She reached out and took Collin's hand. Yes, for a vampire he might be okay, but maybe he still needed to die. "I would love to accompany you," she said. She stood up and stuck close to his side, offering the attention he wanted. Keep friends close and enemies closer. She wondered what vampire blood tasted like, if it was cold like their skin or warm like their victims.


Don\t forget about posting in the right places and tagging characters where necessary. I've noticed this has been slowing down quite a bit, and I dearly hope this doesn't die before it gets good.

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Collin led Khael through the halls quietly. Just happy he was getting attention if even just a little. He was like a puppy in sorts always wanting attention and to be pet....to be loved.
He nodded to Khael at his side as he pushed open the door.
Collin unhooked his arm from Khael's as the scent of everyone's blood rushed into his nose. He hated being in a room full of people, especially when it was a small room.

Collin bit the inside of his cheek closing his eyes as they began to change from a deep blue to a dark brown. He frowned when was the last time he had ate. He pulled a chair closer to him and sat down trying to stay farther from everyone as possible.
Collin brought his hand to his nose covering it slightly.
To anyone that gave him a glance they wouldn't be able to tell what he was doing by covering his nose, probably just thinking her was rubbing his nose,or something of the sorts.
Which in reality if anyone had been watching him since he came in would be able to tell he was trying to stop smelling.

He bit the inside of his cheek again trying to think of something else, another place. He let his mind wander to a couple years from now when he had been in the woods. Not really doing anything just walking. He remembered the way the sun reflected off the trees, the soft chirping of birds. The quiet stomping of squirrels. It had been one of the few moments when Collin actually wanted to stop time.

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Khael was watching Collin closely. Even if the others didn't appear to notice anything wrong, she did. He was affected by the smell of everyone in the room. She wondered how he felt about the smell of a werewolf. She didn't mind it so much. Her senses were heightened, as well, but she didn't have a bone to pick with the werewolves. Her own smell was natural. Like spring rain, or wind on a mild day. Sweet with an alluring tinge. She knew because it had once been described to her by a mesmerized mortal a time ago. She wasn't sure about her blood. It wasn't like she went about cutting herself to find out what it was. What really bothered her, though, was perfume. She hated it. Though thankfully people didn't really wear it here that she had noticed.

She licked her lips and sat down, pulling up a chair near to Collin. She was rather enjoying the smells of everybody in the room. She shifted in her chair. Of course this was the reason she was here the first place. Zero self control. She couldn't help it. Khael found that the taste of blood was just too good to ignore. What would another supernatural's taste like? Exotic? Powerful? She shivered.

Suddenly an absolutely brilliant idea occurred to her. Oh, this was going to be great. She was a genius. Collin looked as though he was having some trouble controlling himself. What if she... spiced things up a bit? Discreetly, she sliced her tongue open a little on one her teeth before giving a sighing exhale. She used a little magic to help spread the smell. This was going to be boring, but she was going to make it exciting. Nothing like messing with a vampire.

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Rayen slipped into the room alongside a group; inconspicuous. She was nibbling away at a piece of chocolate, many more in her pocket in case things got irritating or intense. Unlike everyone else, she intended to do everything in her power to get the best out of this place. It had taken a while for her to come to that conclusion, but she figured it was for the best. She was here for her own benefit, after all. Thus, she was going out of her way to keep her cool.

Seating herself in a lone chair, she crossed her legs. This is the proper way for a lady to sit, she thought to herself. Prim, proper and aloof. This was how she wanted to be portrayed. She looked around the room in curiosity, narrowing her eyes at this or that person. She was silently judging them all. Her eyes stopped on the Fae. Ugh, she always had this look on her face. As though she was better than everyone else. How irritating. Rayen chomped down on her chocolate, not wanting to let her blood boil.

Deciding it was best to distract herself, rather than let her opinions run wild, Rayen cleared her throat to speak.

"Ah, I do believe that this place will evidently be most helpful actually, Ms. Fieldings," she giggled a little at the end of her sentence. Sucking up might not help, but it definitely made her feel better about her own persona.

"This is after all a place of healing. It is no one's fault but their own if they choose to... wear a band aid, so to speak. Not everyone can be an adult about this," she tried to keep a straight face; she didn't want to appear too stuck up. She was merely stating an opinion, right?

"That said, may I be so bold as to say that outside these walls, I am more than willing to help anyone in any way that I can. Yell my ear off, if you must. I do care, you know. I certainly hope you all open up. I am ever so curious about you all," she smiled a brilliant, white, perfect smile.

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Thats when Blake finally showed up. He simply sat down, and he didn't seem to to quite get. He however, took his chat, backed it up a good 3 feet, and sat down. He simply listened.

"Everyone, might I have your attention please?" a mentor said. He knew what she would say. He knew it wouldn't apply to him.

"I know that you all hate therapy sessions. You think of them as torture, you find them useless, you regard them as a waste of time. I think, for most of you at least, this is the first time you are in one of my therapy sessions. Today, we will do things a little different. I will not force anyone to talk about anything they do now want to talk about. You can all tell stories of your past if you want to, or you may tell us of your hopes and plans for the future, if you prefer not dwelling on the past. In return, I hope for a little good will from your side - I would hate to sit here all morning listening to the silence." This ticked him off a bit. Almost enough to speak. He has never really spoken in a therapy session. But he could not remember the past, nor did he ever try to. He was tired of trying things that never worked. But for once, he almost did, though he wasn't sure of people noticed.

"This is a waste of time, space, energy, and life, I don't think anybody wants to talk about why they were sent to what I like to call 'Fancy Prison.'" Blake then thought to himself "Oh please. I think they could fix one of you at least. You don't have memory blanks with memories you suffer from, and the instability that follows.

Then Rayen spoke. Blake had no doubt she was lying on a major level. He knew no one thought like that here. He continued to remain silent however. He hates therapy. Waste of time.

The only way to get him to speak in therapy would probably be by antagonizing him.

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"Can I be excused?" said Collin, before jumping up and leaving.

Khael watched Collin leave and pouted. It hadn't quite produced the effect she had wanted. But she did know that he obviously had very little self control and that could still be fun if she could get him to not just run off whenever the smell was too much. She tapped a nail against her leg and sighed lightly. She looked around at everyone as they spoke. Already she was bored. She was turning her head to look at whoever was speaking but she wasn't hearing what was being said. She even ignored the mentor. She tapped her foot on the floor.

She shifted. Then she watched Rayen. The mentor had spoken to her, right? She couldn't recall. Khael suddenly raised her hand.

"Hey, I think we should all leave!" she said brightly. "I've got better things to do." Her grin suggested that those 'better things' might not to apply to anyone laying on the other end of her amusement.

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Being addressed made Rayen think. What did she have to tell everyone else? Nothing particularly interesting, that's for sure. She was mostly a spoiled brat, not that she could admit it to herself. Clearing her throat, she hummed, indicating that she needed to think of something. Nothing was really coming to mind. Besides, she was simply more interested in hearing about others than talking about herself.

Rayen frowned in disappointment as Collin left. People didn't need to be walking out on this... she wondered what could be wrong with him. Poor guy, if he didn't come back then she would probably have to ask how he was. The next time she saw him, of course. Perhaps she'd give him a candy. Probably not though, she was never too keen on sharing.

Her attention momentarily shifted to Khael. There was an insane amount of cheek biting, but alas, Rayen could not hold her thoughts in. She frowned at the Fae, switching her legs so the other was crossed over top.

"I highly doubt that one such as yourself has better things to do. You never do anything of any use to begin with. Perhaps you should save your voice for words that are of interest," Rayen scoffed at Khael, popping a candy into her mouth. She swallowed it quickly, running her tongue over her teeth to make sure no pieces were left behind.

"As for myself... I'm here because I have a history of temper problems... violence... attempted murder... nothing too insane. It isn't an interesting story, really. Once I leave however, I would like to continue my witch training. I want to become a Master Sorceress.... get married... have children... the likes."

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Khael narrowed her eyes in annoyance at the mentor. So she had caught on to what she was doing? She didn't linger long on how. The how didn't really matter, simply the fact that it had been done. Well the last thing she was going to do was say anything about her intentions or motives. That was would ruin everything. All her fun down the drain. She shifted in her seat and opened her mouth to retort. Some excuse would do, any excuse.

"I've never had anything. No education. No fantasies. No life to live... No love," muttered one of the girls.

She scowled. She hated being interrupted. She really hated it. She leaned forward suddenly and pointed at the girl, her unnaturally bright blue eyes burning. "You know it's really rude to interrupt," she said. Her lips spread into that painfully wide grin. "Someday you'll run off that filthy mouth of yours to the wrong person and they'll decide that you don't need to live anymore. Then you'll be dead and won't have to worry about your pathetic life."

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Rose sighed and stood up. She very well understood she would get nowhere with her current approach. And thus she decided to try another shift of tactics. She walked over to one of the windows, seemingly looking outside but still seeing her class through the reflection.

"I know none of you are here voluntarily, but you seem to misread our intentions. Or my intentions, at the very least. I am not here to play the warden of a high-security prison. I do not want to keep you prisoner. I still think of the name of this institution as being an ill choice. "Rehab Center" makes it sounds as if it is a clinic. It isn't. It's a school. We are here to help you control your powers, but can only do so if you let us."

She turned around and looked at the Khael.

"You, Miss Thera. You do not want to be here. You long back to your past situation. But, since you are here now, you decided to make the best of it by having fun, even if it makes other peoples lives miserable. And you, Miss Tiden, you believe you have never had anything, and you abhor pity. I am not here to pity you, I am here to help."

Her gaze turned a little darker while talking, and the temperature in the room turned cold.

"You are not the only ones who despise being here. But the thought that I might help you in finding your purpose in life makes it worthwhile. I already offered my help to Tessela and Rayen, so that they may master their abilities. I am willing to help any single one of you, as is Mr. Hunter. You need only ask."

Her gaze turned a little friendlier again now that she was done giving her speech, and gradually the temperature returned to normal as well. "That is all for today's session. If you have any questions, do not hesitate to come to me."

Rose then sat down at the desk and took her notebook, ignoring the students and allowing them to go about their own business.

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Khael jumped up out of her seat, grinning. She had obviously made the girl mad. Not mad mad enough to attack, though. That was good. She didn't want to deal with a petty fight at the moment. There were more important things to do, like see if she could get out of here. Maybe Collin would be willing to lend a hand. He was the only one she had interacted with in a non-negative way and she needed to get rid of him, anyhow. It would work out perfectly. She nodded to herself.

She walked out of the room, her steps bouncy but light. What was next? She wasn't sure. She thought it was time for a class or something. What did she have? It was like some sort of math or geography or something. She scoffed to herself as she made a beeline back to her room. Classes were boring. She didn't have need of such 'human' things. It was pointless. She never planned on integrating herself in with the mortals so why learn their knowledge?

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I shook my head, and kept walking through the halls. I dont think i have any classes right now... Actually the only class i really seem to show up to is gym...

My hands were still fists in my pockets. "Those little witches are lucky they have some one to teach them. I'll probably be stuck here my whole life..." i grumbled to myself asi wandered the halls. My mind seemed to be clouded by everything that has been going on. And Khael...

Just thinking about her made my tempurature flare up. The tingling in my hands spreaded up to my arms. Stop thinking about it. Remove your source of anger and you have nothing left to be angry about. Those words... I knew I had never said them myself, someone told me. But I can't remember who...

I tried to clear my mind, but everything was foggy. "I need some fresh air..." i muttered and walked towards the gardens.
"If only they had a pool of some sort, then i would always be in a much better mood..." i said to myself. As I approached the door, i pushed it open and immediatly took a deep breath through my nose. I jogged outside, through the flowers and bushes and the paths. I looked at i majestic oak, basking in its vastness. The wind seemed to whisper to me as it flowed through the branches of the tree, and some leaves fluttered down at my feet. Walking up to the trunk, i ran my fingers down the side, and looked strait up it.

I small smile creased my lips. "Looks like i have something fun to do, finally," i smirked. Sure I'm not a big fan of heights, but I've always loved trees. I placed my foot on a low knot sticking out of the tree, and began my climb. I was like a squirrel with blonde hair. I didnt even make sure that every branch I stepped on was safe. I found every knot, crook, and hole i could put my foot in.

After about ten minutes, i made it all the way to the top. I found a sturdy looking branch, and scooted as far as i could before the branch started bending. A small gasp escaped my lips before i could stop it. Everything was in my view.
"Oh wow!" i laughed looking around, my eyes sparkling.