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Alaena Nae'Serrania

"Careful, Human. Don't want to have an accident, do we?"

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a character in “The Guardian Institute”, originally authored by AmbrosiaVAC, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Full Name: Alaena Praetora Nae'Serrania. But for the sake of your tongue, they just call me Dominique Pierce.
Nicknames: Dom seems to be a common one. In my language, I'd be "Kaeta", or Huntress.
Codename: Blackwatch. Don't know why, never cared.

Age: Physically, 21 in human years. You really don't want to know how old I am.
Birthdate: April 14th. Practically picked it out of a hat.
Hometown: The city of Saragasso, on the planet of Emmeraia. One of the colonies.
Sexuality: Both. In my culture, their is not much discrimination between such relations between either gender.
Species: Homo Vampyres- Prometheans

That is our "Scientific" name. In physical shape and structure, we are supposedly close enough to Humans to be considered of the same Genus. The Species name supposedly comes from our canine teeth and carnivorous nature that bears resemblance to your mythological Vampires. In your languages, you call us Prometheans. In my language, we are Akavari.

Power(s): My powers would be considered to be divided into two categories; Unique and Species. The latter meaning that it is because I am Akavari that I have this ability.

-Shapeshifting (Unique)| One of the abilities that may be granted to "Specials", shapeshifting allows what the name implies. For me to change the physical aspects of my body. Simple things like building or removing muscle, changing my figure, eye and hair color, and the like are easy. Actually shifting form and skeletal structure, however, requires a great deal of practice and is at first quite painful. However, after enough time, one can overcome such pain.

-Mental Structure Unique| "Specials" have more advanced minds than even normal Akavari, and legions more advanced than a Human's. It makes us more difficult to manipulate and outsmart. More difficult to defeat. It also makes us far less susceptible to those who can affect or alter the mind's processes. Not because we have some strange immunity to it, but simply because they are most likely used to manipulating human minds that are, well, simpler than ours.

-Body Augmentation (Unique)| This power essentially allows me to control my own body, allowing for regrowth and densing of bone and such and even the complete halting of the aging process. Something of which I have nearly mastered, as I age very slowly now.

-Hunter's Sense (Unique)| In my clan, hunting is a profession. A skill we learn from a young age. We Akavari are built for it. However not many have taken up upon this. Because of the way I was raised, I am a natural hunter. You cannot hide from me. Increasing and focusing eyesight while using the Hunter's sense will cause a unique appearance distinguished only to my clan and race.

-Bloodlust (Species)| When used, the specimen in question will become more feral, the canines extending and their adrenaline beginning to pump. An Akavari can emit a loud roar and will often growl or snarl to fight off others. Using this power has been frequently regarded in the high society as feral and unbecoming of the superiority of our species. On Earth, however, the appearance and sounds of the Bloodlust appear to be incredibly frightening and will often scare off humans quickly.

-Molecular Regeneration (Species)| We have the ability to heal from wounds faster than a human but it does, however, require a larger deal of energy.

-Double Hearts Species| The same. Our bodies carry two hearts that allow our circulatory systems to pump blood faster and easier. It also means that we bleed a lot faster and are susceptible to bleeding out from very serious injuries.

-Strengthened Lungs Species| Allows us to carry more oxygen to the blood than a human. But it also makes it more dangerous for one to be punctured.

-Physique and Enhanced Athletics Species| Our muscles are much denser and stronger than a human, and often much more toned. We can run much farther and faster than most species, become stronger, and are very physically adept because of this. We have much more endurance than a human. We have far greater reflexes than one too. We are more flexible, more agile. We are far above humans.

-Advanced Senses Species| Our senses of hearing and eyesight are far, far greater than that of a human. This is because of our carnivorous and hunter nature. These senses can, naturally, be overwhelming and often times can be in a harming way.

-Canine Teeth Species| Our canine teeth are larger, sharper, and longer than a humans. My shapeshifting ability allows me to retract or reshape them as necessary.

-Intelligence Species| We naturally have unlocked a larger part of our brains than humans. Using too much of our minds at once can be damaging though. We can, and often are, much smarter than a human. It allows us to do things such as learn languages and preform problem solving faster and easier.

-Synesthesia Species| Our minds can identify things with colour in combination with our amazing eyesight. Even people. People or animals, using the Akavari sense of synesthesia, can have somewhat of an aura around them that is tinted with a colour. Synesthesia takes years upon years to master and I personally do not often use it. An Akavari's eyes will seem to glow a bright white when their Synesthesia is in effect.





Weaknesses:
-Lung Wounds | Because our lungs are incredible strong, our body often requires both to operate to its full potential. If our lungs are punctured, it is much more dangerous than it would be to a human.

-Mercury | The element of Mercury is a very foreign substance to us and our bodies. Mercury is to us what cyanide is to humans. What silver is to werewolves.

-Hydrogen Peroxide | Yes, this may sound strange, but Hydrogen Peroxide is like a potent acid to us. The percent does decide how potentially lethal it is. I don't quite know why we react to it like this but we do.

-Hunting | One of our greatest strengths is also one of our greatest weaknesses. At least, for my clan. We are drawn to hunt for food, drawn to kill. We may be a very advanced civilization but we are all animals at heart. It makes me extremely dangerous and often unstable.


Skills: I'm an amazing runner. Or parkourist. Or whatever you want to bring up that has to do with athletics. Oh! I can cook. Very, very well. And sing. That enough for you? No? Well, I can fight too. Not many fancy acrobatics. My teeth can make an exchange short and brutal, since I'm faster and stronger than most.
Likes: Hunting | Cooking | Singing | Athletics | Learning Languages | Practicing with her Synesthesia | Conning people out of money | Sparring | Practicing Shapeshifting |
Dislikes: Arrogance | Most other Aliens | Discriminatory Humans | Losing a fight | Being Wounded | Mercury | Being told that someone is smarter than me (Often because It's not true, thank you very much) |

Personality: Now this should be interesting. I suppose that you could say that expression on my planet isn't one of our strong suits. But, in a nutshell, I can be cynical, the optimist, intimidating, sexy, and downright bitchy. I can be fun. You know, if you don't try and burn me at the stake for being an alien. Honestly, I don't understand many of the customs of this planet. I mean, I do get the whole "dress like a slut and show alot of skin" deal. Yeah. We have that where I come from. All I can do is try and keep up with the culture here. It's honestly not that hard. While the ideals and such here are different, they are not difficult to understand.
History: While I was raised in Saragasso, I was born in a small suburb near the metropolis called Dracona. I was raised in a very unique way, due to my status as one of the Specials. Of course, they aren't called that in our language but it's the closest translation I could find. Our land is very much urbanized, but still with vast forests and even a few jungles. It is different now than it was when I was born. The jungles and such are far denser and the forests filled even more with wildlife to hunt. I was born many, many years ago. My powers allow for such a long life. I was brought to earth during an experiment of sorts. You see, our technology is centuries upon centuries upon centuries more advanced than yours. We were experimenting with a device. One that would allow us to travel through space easier. It didn't work out as planned. Well, it worked, seeing as I'm here, but not as planned. Think of it as transportation. One second I was there and then poof! The next I was here. A.N.G.E.L found me from the unnatural spike in magnetism or something. The rest, as they say, is history.

Other: Anything I want to add? Nope.

So begins...

Alaena Nae'Serrania's Story

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Sean Scott walked down the hallways of the Institute towards the teacher's lounge. He checked his watch. 6:40 AM. Brilliant. He didn't mind not sleeping in and was quite content with waking up early. He'd become so attuned to his inner clock in the military that it was hard to snap out of it.

The Counselor was dressed nicely in a tight-fitting black Polo shirt with near-black jeans. He had a belt on, one that also ran with the theme of black, and his black combat boots were laced up and partially hidden under his jeans. He whistled a light tune and tossed a worn lacrosse ball around in his hands. Not once did he miss a catch on the way down.

His boots were muffled by the carpet and he made a right face into the entrance of the Teacher's Lounge. Seeing Roman leaning against the counter put an amused grin on the man's face and he chuckled.

"Early bird catches the worm, huh?" Sean began in a friendly tone, lightly tossing the lacrosse ball at Roman. "How do you reckon this year's kids will be?"





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Alaena had been up far, far longer than many of her peers for that year. She was still questioning as to why she even had to stay here besides helping with the history of Extraterrestrials class. She was an adept fighter and already knew far more than any of these teenagers. It all seemed so... pointless to her.

But she was there nonetheless. Back for an entirely new year to enjoy BS antics and killing stuff. Well, at least for her. Now here she was, at nearly 7 in the morning, going down to the school cafeteria that was so familiar.

The young woman, at least in appearance, was dressed to her usual standard. On her torso she wore a pure black bra and a dark blue sheer top that was, for the most part, see-through. She completed the outfit with a pair of black, lightly ripped (on purpose, naturally, with the thin rips going up and down either thigh to the knees) fitted jeans and some rather strappy black heels. Her dark hair was done in light waves and she wore a pair of simple golden earrings with an engraved ring the colour of sapphire on her right hand. The entire look practically shouted that she didn't give a damn about what people thought about her, she was going to show off her body to it's best potential. And damn did it work on guys. She was quite the sexy girl, after all. Naturally the outfit wasn't as practical for some of her classes but she tended to have a change of close for those specific ones.

She walked into the cafeteria and looked around, spotting only one other student. One quick use of her Synesthesia and she quickly assessed that he was human. He was familiar, sure, and quite handsome but Alaena couldn't remember his name. She walked over to a seat beside a window in the cafeteria several tables away and plopped herself down in it. She liked being able to see the outside world. It was her home.

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Sybil had risen with the sun, her excitement not easily contained. It was a new year at the Guardian Institute and Sybil had found it hard to get back to sleep once she had woken. She usually woke with the sun, something about the light seemed to call to her powers. Now, outside, she was sucking up the early morning rays. Roof top sunbathing was one of her favourite pass-times. Of course, since she hadn't learned to fly yet her roof top sunbathing was restricted to beside one of the doors that topped a stairwell.

She supposed that she would go down for breakfast eventually, her stomach would eventually remind her when it was time to eat. Sybil closed her eyes, letting the sunlight wash over it. She always felt better in the sun, it powered her after all. A cool breeze blew over her and Sybil's hands had to come down to hold her dress in place. It had been a bad idea to wear the light, floaty number to the roof top. Even when the day wasn't windy the roof always managed to have some kind of breeze.

Eventually, as she heard noise coming from below, Sybil stood up. She dusted herself off and made for the stairway door. It opened with a creak. Sybil reluctantly left the sunshine behind and entered into the dark stairway. She walked to her room, briefly entering to check her reflection in the mirror. She wasn't a vain girl but she would hate to be walking around school with some dirt smeared across her backside from the roof. Convinced that there wasn't anything from the roof still on her Sybil left her room.

The corridors weren't nearly as full as she would have expected. She knew that a lot of students didn't share her love of early morning, but she would have expected more people to be awake than this. Still, Sybil found that she enjoyed the quieter atmosphere. She took the long way to the cafeteria, walking along a corridor that passed the teachers lounge. She could hear talk coming from inside but wasn't able to distinguish whose voice was speaking.

When she made it to the cafeteria it was to find the room occupied by two students. She gave them both a cursory glance, trying to remember their names. The girl was wearing dark colours, black and blue, while the boy was in white. She briefly wondered if she should have chosen a grey coloured outfit instead of her pastel coloured dress. She smiled to herself before turning her full attention to her breakfast. She selected toast and a glass of orange juice before taking a seat at one of the remaining free window tables, all the better to let the sun shine onto her back.

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Nottestrike had already been awake for hours when he witnessed the sun finally make its appearance over the horizon. He was standing before his rather large window, shirtless so that he could allow the joints where his wings met his shoulder blades some comfort before this long day. The sun was beautiful, peaking through the clear sky and cascading yellows and oranges and pinks...colors that he had never seen on Harval before. This planet was truly beautiful and he could understand why so many life forms flourished here.

Around him, he could sense his fellow 'class mates' awakening. Filled with trepidation, Nottestrike turned from the window and pulled on a short sleeve, button up white and blue striped shirt. The clothing on Earth did not allow for his wings to move freely as they did on Harval, so he had been forced to rip holes in the back. The result was non too attractive, but he could move. The Avian pulled his sweat pants off and donned a pair of uncomfortable dark washed jeans. He stared at the 'converse' shoes he had been given to wear on his feet, but on his planet they did not cover their feet. He needed his claws free for landing and take off, so the shoes would be a no-go. Someone, maybe a teacher, had gone shopping for him. The clothing all fit well, but some of the articles were confusing. Why would he wear shorts under these already tight and uncomfortable pants?

Lastly Nottestrike looked at his wings in the mirror, gazing at them sadly. The feathers were askew in more then a few places and he could see a few twigs and leaves in it. It may not seem so to the people here, but his wings were not taking to this planet well. They needed to be taken care of and there was no way for him to prune them. Nottestrike stretched the massive expanse of black feathers out to their full length, barely fitting them in his tiny dorm room. He assessed where he needed to pull and fix and reshape...things he was once an expert in but could only do to other Gaai. He let out a sad sigh, tucking them back in quickly and neatly.

Nottestrike left his room, slowly making his way through the confusing halls towards were he believed the first meal of the day was to be served. He hoped fish was on the menu, but was unsure what the people here thought 'breakfast' was. To his surprise, there was barely anyone in the cafeteria when he entered. He ushered himself quickly over to the food, looking at it with obvious confusion. He had learned the language, but customs had evaded him. Was he supposed to eat this whole barrel full of...was this eggs? Nottestrike stared at them in disgust, terrified that the humans would scrambled up unborn Earth birds into such a fluffy yellow meal.

The winged being looked around the room, noticing the few people present had individual plates. Nottestrike smiled to himself, glad to have figured out this problem on his own. He grabbed a plate and pilled it with al the meat that was provided. He was carnivorous and did not understand how to the humans could enjoy things like bread or potatoes. With his plate overloaded with food, Nottestrike made his way over to a table.

Since the cafeteria was to empty, he was able to pick a spot at the far end by himself. With some effort he settled into the chair, adjusting his wings to fold over the back in a slightly uncomfortable manner. Nottestrike stared down at his food, sent a silent prayer to the Avian Gods of Harvel to keep his family safe and then dug in to the pile of sausages and bacon.