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Felixa Brynhild

The physical emobodiment of a fire spirit.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Coloratura, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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Felixa is the human form of a Fire Spirit, with bright red hair and a broad smile.
Her form is lithe and she is somewhat on the tall side,
her hair is long and falls down to her waist in natural waves.
Her skin is a peachy color that seems to glow.
Felixa is not immortal but, she is ageless.

Personality

Almost any time Felixa's mouth is open she is smiling,
she speaks in a rapid manner and loves conversation.
She has a passion for life and believes she is the master of her own fate.
She is a lover of the outdoors and spends most of her nights sleeping outside in the forests.

Equipment

She sometimes wears a messenger bag around one shoulder that contains an old polaroid camera, wallet, Swiss Army knife and a couple of other odds and ends.

History

Felixa was created by an old crone of a witch who longed for a daughter,
the witch perished soon after Felixa's sixteenth birthday and
so the girl struck out on her own,
Becoming a sort of explorer,
longing to see the world outside of a witches swamp.

So begins...

Felixa Brynhild's Story

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Felixa Brynhild literally skipped into the Army Surplus store in the, her ember red hair whipping in the breeze that seemed to follow her in. She had been wondering Wing City for a few hours now and enjoying it all quite thoroughly she had never seen a place so full of strange creatures and people. Felixa's mannerisms were sprite like in nature, she seemed to bound from place to place, as she then was doing in Pankov's Army surplus store. She bounced from shelf to shelf curious of these things she had not before encountered. The young lady gasped when the man near a display case filled with lighters tossed some thing into the trash. She had always been taught not to waste things, and besides, Felixa had never seen some thing like that before, in fact most things in the store and in all of the city were alien to her.

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Felixa Brynhild turned around on her heels rather quickly to face this stranger with an accent. Her long skirt swung with her as she did, she looked almost like a gypsy of old though slightly more modern. She grinned broadly, her nose wrinkling as she did. "Good afternoon! I'm exploring the city...And well your shop looked interesting, I've never seen things like this!" She threw her hands out to her sides, gesturing she meant all of it. She was rather childlish for some one who looked to be atleast eighteen. Felixa's cheeks were roses and she was still smiling fully, showing ivory white teeth.

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Felixa Brynhild clasped her dainty peach colored hands behind her back and rocked on her heels like a child would when given instructions from a grown up "Sure, I won't." Felixa continued to roam from shelf to shelf gazing at what were,to her, strange baubles. "What are all these things for..?" She inquired now gazign at boxes of .22 caliber ammo, touching the containers slightly with the tip of her fairy-like fingers. She still had a queer little smile on her face and seemed quite amazed by all she encountered.

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Felixa Brynhild she arched an eyebrow at him "Why sell them if they're so bad?" and quickly withdrew her hand not wanting to touch an evil substance. She also looked at his cigarette curious of what the skinny paper stick was doing in his mouth. Felixa smelled of cinnamon and other sweet spices, her greyish green eyes were full of wonder and curiousity. "Why does that thing in your mouth make smoke?...Are you eating it? And...What does it taste like..? "

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Felixa Brynhild shrugged with a small girlish laugh "Sure! Thanks." She put the skinny white cancer stick in between her full cherry lips and inhaled, upon doing so she went rather pale. "Blargh!" It was disgusting! She began to cough the cigarette fell from her lips "Eugh! What...? What is in that?" She looked a bit dizzy but mostly annoyed with the taste of the cigarette. She then regained composure picked up the smoking cigarette and tepidly handed it to him "Sorry about the..outburst." Felixa paused to listen to him speak of bullets and their uses "What exactly do they do, and how can you turn that into some thing good?" She asked this whith an honest curiousity, she had never even seen a city and no weapon more advanced than a bow and arrow or knife.

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Felixa Brynhild slumped a bit, she could hardly fathom a world where people were running around with death machines, as she now thought of them. Surprisingly she quickly perked up, figuring she could do nothing about it, so why worry? This was sort of her general philosophy at the time. She spun around to face the male teenager and spoke in her bright and cheerful voice "Hello! Are you trying to buy a killing machine or some thing?" She said this with an honest smile on her face.

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Felixa Brynhild looked bewildered "Why would you need that?" She did not understand the need to use some thing outside yourself as protection. Being a fire sprite who had only been in contact with a few humans, humans living in a tiny village with no need to fight, that is. She had to wonder why some one would be attacked, she also wished to inquire about the creatures he mention. "Zombie...Someone whose come back from the dead, right?" Felixa's voice was soft now as she was unsure of her words and she put a hand to her soft chin in pensive thought.

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Felixa Brynhild tapped the front of her shoes on the hard floor, they were little crimson slippers that could have been a dancers. A bracelet around Felixa's wrist tinkled, it was a chain of dainty silver bells. She turned to Markus her big eyes twinkling "How interesting! I mean...Sorry about your unfortunate predicament..I've never seen one myself, Though I have read some about them." She looked somewhat amazed at the skill's the man behind the counter boasted about, wondering if what he said was true or not.

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Felixa Brynhild watched with baited breath, would the boy stab him? That was ever so slightly frightening to her, she wait for the other to make a move. Not doing much of anything save for watching them.

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Felixa Brynhild plopped herself onto the floor without prompt, she was staying for a bit longer, to watch these men duke it out or duel...She wasn't sure what people in this city called it. Nevertheless this feign knife fight inrigued her in a way. She was alright with a boy and arrow but that wasn't some thing she used against humans, she had never been in an altercation with a human before now that she thought of it.

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Felixa Brynhild quietly wondered what a spetnaz was, evening had come and she began to get a bit chilly inside the store. She decided, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world, to spontaneously light her hands on fire with no outside assistance, and use them to warm her cold arms. In fact her hands weren't so much on fire as they were transformed into flames. She simply smiled serenly and continued watching this violent performance.

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Felixa Brynhild looked with shock at Andrei "What?...Er sorry...Trying to warm myself up is all."She stammered a bit when replying as she wasn't used to being yelled at. Her hands then seemed to turn back into those of a young lady's and were completely unscathed, rather soft looking, actually. She stood up and looked around wondering why anyone would fill their shop with explosions.

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Felixa Brynhild shrugged meekly "Sorry, didn't know what was in them." she looked Markus's way and inquired politely "What? Some thing wrong ?" Felixa couldn't fathom why anyone would be afraid of her hands turning into little bursts of fire, wasn't that natural?

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Felixa Brynhild grinned broadly at the two her eyes bright as ever, she liked seeing people make friends, her hands now lay at her side near her willowy waist and were in no danger of spontaneously ingniting or causing any troublesome explosions. Her voice was cordial and cheer as she spoke "I'm Felixa, and i'll leave you to it." She gestured to the men then to the knives and half skipped half glided out of the shop with a wave of her hand.

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Character Portrait: Tento Flare Tento Flare says,
 “ Man this city is HUGE! ”

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Character Portrait: Tento Flare Tento Flare says,
 “ *feels a slight tremor of energy* ”

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Character Portrait: Tento Flare Tento Flare says,
 “ what WAS that ”

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oh hi there

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Aneres Coreveon wasn't dressed as obscurely as she would have liked to believe. The shimmering white kimono-style overlayer embroidered with golden moons down the sleeves, the long-hemmed fringe coming to rest just above the hemline of golden bell-bottoms. Beneath was a plain white top. A golden chain poked out from the collar but the rest of it was tucked beneath the shirt.

There was nothing Aneres could do about the bodyguards who followed her, but she had grown used to that to some degree. At least they let her style them at this point. It made everyone's job easier.

Aneres flicked golden braids to look one way up the street, then the other, then back again. A grunt from one of the bodyguards signaled that it was alright to cross. Halfway across the street she felt a slight tremor of energy. The bodyguards picked up their pace and hurried Aneres across. She didn't protest. They came to stop a stone's throw from a mercedes, a man perched atop the back.

"Did you feel that?" Aneres asked the man, half looking down her nose despite the fact that he was literally seated higher up than where she stood. Her tone wasn't pretentious but there was something about it that dripped with royalty.

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"Bristol, very nice to meet you," Aneres extended her own hand and delicately gripped his. She frowned upon hearing that he didn't know what it was either.

"I am Aneres, as I prefer to be called," She regally addressed Bristol with a smile, "Princess of Aurealas. A pleasure to meet you. Is that what brings you here? Looking for the source of the disturbance? I will admit I haven't felt it anywhere else but here."

One of her Over's coughed. She rolled her eyes. They were always concerned she would reveal too much. Aneres had yet to do so.

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