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Ianthe Blevins

An odd girl whose blood heals others, yet does not heal herself. She's a happy person, but she has no memories of her life from before a year ago.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Jakuri-chan, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Ianthe Blevins
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Gender: Female
Nickname(s)/Alias(es): Ian
Age: 16
Race: Demon-Possessed Human

Appearance: She’s a fairly small young woman to be honest, her height is diminutive for a girl her age and her weight leaves her thin. Looking at her, she really seems like a beanpole, and her bones can be seen stretching through her pale skin in areas too. But these aren’t the traits which most define her, Ianthe’s noteworthy physical appearance comes from the wolfish ears and tail on her person. Matching the reddish color of her hair, the girl has a set of canine ears protruding from the top of her skull while she has a rather thick tail coming from the base of her spine that extends below her knees. Her hair itself is long, going to about her hips, and she has a set of rather blatant red eyes.

Along with her wolfish ears and tail, Ianthe also has with her fangs and claws upon her hands. Despite her canine features, her appearance really is that of a girl her age, her appearance is very young and youthful, matching her age of sixteen quite well.

It’s also oddly common for her to be seen walking around with bandages around her forearms and over her hands.

Preferred Clothing: Basically what you see her wearing—Ian likes to keep her clothing simple enough, long shirts and pants if possible, of course she isn’t beyond spicing the look up with a few accessories and such. . . . She’s not beyond cloaks and such as well. In terms of things, she actually doesn’t much care for shoes and would rather go about barefooted everywhere if she could, but since that’s not practical in cities with their paved roads, she wears simple slip-on shoes.

Height: 5 ft (152 cm) (Measured by the tops of her ears, not her head!)
Weight: 85 lbs (39 kg)
Measurements: 32-23-34 (81-58-86)
Hair Color: Auburn
Eye Color: Red

Notable Features: Wolfish features; ears, tail, claws and fangs, then there is her red eyes and this energetic atmosphere she maintains.

Personality: A strange amalgamation of perceptiveness, intelligence and lightheartedness, she is indeed an interesting person. There are times where she may act as if she is disinterested in the happenings around her, like she is lost in her own little world, but the truth is that she is always paying attention to the world around her and is taking in every bit of it all. Times can pass over when she seems the shallow sort, that she does not care about others and their strife, only about simple things, maintaining relationships with people that only goes skin-deep. Although she does indeed socialize in a way that can keep others from feeling as if they are getting close to her, or that they are getting to see a deeper side of her, the reality is that Ianthe always acts as she feels. If there is a smile on her face, and she’s playing the part of a joker, then that’s simply what one will get from her.

She likes acting like a jokester, being lighthearted and such—she finds such an approach refreshing and simplistic compared to the gravity of the world at hand. While she can be teasing, sarcastic and purposefully make bad puns and lame jokes, she knows when to stop this, when things call for a more gentle approach.

In line with her less-than-serious self, she tends to act childlike at times, moving around constantly when awake, speaking in a extremely casual manner and simply acting as if she’s always having fun. She can seem as if she is weak-willed and is lacking in intelligence due to her mannerisms, but this could be not be more opposite of the truth. Ianthe has a resolute heart, and is a girl who is sure of herself. In a way, she is very odd—while having faith in herself, and her views, she also realizes that the way she sees the world is flawed and imperfect, so something she believes might be wrong in the eyes of another. But, she also will flat out tell another that their own way of seeing the world is the same, imperfect and flawed due to their humanity and limited scope of understanding. Her policy is that she’ll respect the views of another without question if they can do the same for her.

Although she can seem arrogant due the certainness she has in her own mindset and way of seeing the world, that could not be more of a lie. She is a very modest girl who views herself as being a completely average individual, no better than anyone else. Life is significant to her in all forms, everyone is important, she is above no one and below no one. In a way, she can seem as if she is solitary due to the fact that her outward self can be caught in-between her joking and her more serious side. It is true she does like being alone sometimes, but Ianthe enjoys being around others a lot as well. She is an amicable girl who likes the company of people.

Going along with her strong spirit and unwavering views, she is actually a girl who is rather tough despite looking like she might be the delicate sort. Those who matter to her receive her full protection, doing so with words and force, if the need be. She is not someone who falls victim to rage or anger at all, virtually speaking—she has no berserk buttons or anything that really seems to send her into a fit. When she is defending a person even, she displays impressive sang-froid. She would rather settle a matter with words than anything else. It is odd to find a person who doesn’t seem to suffer from fury at all, even in situations that might rouse the tempers of others, Ianthe can be found displaying disappointment rather than anger. Disappointment because she believes that people are capable of better, they are intelligent enough to make good choices, and to not act so terribly.

Because of how she views humanity, she is a rather accepting sort, there is little in a person she can’t overlook in order to take one as who they are. Due to this, Ianthe makes for a perceptive person, as she is a good listener, capable of encouraging words and appropriate advice.

Her ways, the silliness in her coupled with her accepting ways, and protective nature toward her important people, it gives her something of a maternal sort of feel. Ianthe seems motherly, to those both younger and older than she is, it seems odd in a way—she’s apt at calming people down, scolding them for inappropriate behaviors and giving comfort to those who need it. She is a source of solace for those who need it, and is more than willing to provide this for even complete strangers. Seeing people happy is what she wants, to make others smile, she wants that. . . .

Of course . . . she can be rather affectionate too, even if she can be a calm girl who seems far too perceptive for her age, her maturity has its limits. She can be prone to hugging people, and clinging onto them. There are also some rather odd quirks present in her as well, very interesting indeed. Something of a klutz, it’s not uncommon to find her banging into something/one, falling, tripping or knocking things over, yet she’s able to laugh at herself in these instances rather than become embarrassed.

Even if her heart is a strong one, there is no denying that she is actually a rather sensitive girl, although she can come off seeming as if she really is affected by the world at large due to her displaying little emotion toward things, and expressing them only in ‘disappointment,’ Ianthe is a very sensitive young woman. As much of a dork as she can be, even with the smiles and the dissatisfaction she shows toward things that would anger others . . . she is someone who can fall to tears rather quickly. If she comes into hopelessness or feels as if someone she cares for is beyond her ability to aid, she will cry. She is odd, for she sheds tears for others and not for herself—she never cries for herself. Even if someone says they hate her, even someone she really likes, she does not cry. Even to pain, there are no tears, it’s only for other people that she ever succumbs to crying. But, that’s often. . . . Her heart is sensitive, she is an empathetic young woman along with perceptive, so she easily finds herself crying for others.

As sensitive, perceptive and intelligent as she is, she is also a blunt young woman who speaks her honest mind, and gives her straightforward opinions to others, even if those are words that might sting.

Oddities: She is literally unable to inflict harm upon another living being but herself, she carries with her a curse that had been bound to a demon she allowed into her body. The curse keeps Ianthe from harming others in the way of if she makes an attempt to do so, her body will be racked with sudden and intense pain that will nearly cripple her movements.

Her blood is silver rather than red—a result of the demon within her body.

The blood in her body is capable of healing most any sort of physical wound in the sense that it speeds up the body’s natural healing processes by multitudes. It is still possible for someone to die even if she’s used her blood to try to heal them. . . . Though her blood can quickly heal another person, it will not quickly heal herself, so any injuries she takes on will only heal as quickly as that as a normal person unless some other method of healing is used on her.

Despite her small size, she has a rather impressive appetite.

If she gets anxious or nervous, she’ll sometimes begin tugging on her wolfish ears with a rather uncertain expression on her face.

The ears on her head and the tail on her rear react to her emotions, they move like a dog’s world in reaction to sound or to her emotions.

Even though she has amnesia, she doesn’t seem to actually care much, even if she is looking for someone who might know her, she’s pretty upbeat and plenty happy with her nomadic life and lack of known family.

Likes: Good food, sunshine, people, reading, exploring, talking, and shopping.
Dislikes: Burnt/spicy/bitter food, isolation, darkness, thunderstorms, and when people do bad things.
Hobbies: Exploring, reading, talking to people, healing anyone injured, and sleeping.

Fears/Phobias: She’s kind of oddly ignorant toward most things so she doesn’t really appear to bear any known phobias. . . .

Powers:

Blessed Blood?
She has unusual blood—while she can’t do anything too magical with it, Ianthe is able to use it to heal others by forcing herself to bleed and allowing the blood to seep onto another person’s wound. For reasons even she doesn’t completely understand, the blood is able to quickly heal up most injuries, and can aid in internal ones as well . . . if someone is willing to ingest her blood.

Barrier Maiden
She is a literal one of these—although she can’t hurt anyone, she is able to use defensive magic of sorts in the way of putting up a barrier that is rather hard to break. It doesn’t actually hurt anything that touches it, rather it just acts like a wall and keeps those she wants to stay away from her, out. The barrier will act as a solid wall to the unwanted while those she doesn’t mind can slip through it.

Weapon: Due to a curse, she is unable to harm anyone so she bears no weapon.

Fighting Style: Cannot fight due to a demon’s curse, so she acts as a defensive fallback and a healer with her blood.

Personal History: In all truth, her history is something of a question mark—all that Ianthe knows about herself for sure is that she’s been wandering around for the last year, just exploring. Before when she was a normal girl, she formed a pact with a wolf demon she encountered who was being pursued due to special properties her blood possessed, injured, the wolf resorted to asking a favor of the young Ianthe. She asked if she could sleep inside the girl for a time—to recover and to hide. The demon was left with something of an odd curse in line with the properties her blood possessed that kept her from being able to successfully fight back against anyone or thing that sought to hurt her, she was unable to injure anyone.

Ianthe had agreed to the pact, letting the demon house herself within her body, the transition however wiped the girl’s memories from her. She remembered nothing of her former life and knew only a few certain things, her first name the fact that she had a demon sleeping within her, and she also knew well enough of the demon’s powers and why her blood was so special. The demon’s blood and powers had become her own while she slept within Ianthe’s body—having gone from human to demon-possessed changed the color of Ian’s blood from red to silver. And she took on the demon’s strange curse, and became unable to ever inflict injury upon another person or thing.

Since waking up from the demon coming to rest within her body, Ianthe has become a mere traveler, going around to see if she might be able to find someone who knows her or at least of her, all the while she uses the demon’s mysterious blood to heal anyone injured she comes across, even if it causes herself harm. . . . She’s seen many things in the last year, but remains a rather inexperienced young woman regardless.

Other: The baggie around her neck is where she carries her money.

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Ianthe continued her rather long trek through the forest, her head cast toward the ground. If anything could be said, seeing a small cloaked figure emerging from a forest, walking about barefoot was indeed a sight. She wasn't sure how long she'd been traveling, or how far, she just knew she'd been at it for a couple of days . . . and it had been rather enjoyable, lost within the bounds of nature. Her life had been peaceful, and since she hadn't needed to heal anyone, the gouges on the palms of her hands had even started healing up! But, she had a feeling that the peaceful was soon to be short enough lived. . . .

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She froze, and halted in taking a single step forward, hidden underneath the hood of her cloak something could be seen . . . moving. Without warning, Ianthe's head shot up as she could hear, well, she wasn't sure what she could be hearing, she just knew that it was something. Her red eyes were wide with true curiosity, this caused her to move forward, heading toward what she had heard when it might've been right for her to be doing a heel turn and going in the opposite direction.

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Her footfalls began to slow as something again moved under the hood of her cloak--she was hearing strange things again, right from the direction she was heading. Unnatural noises, things she definitely shouldn't have been hearing from anything. In a way, it almost sounded as if . . . something were being eaten, violently so. Bones crunching, among other sounds. It was true that she could not hurt anything with the curse upon her, but, something urged her forward, to push ahead despite what she heard. And so, Ianthe did just that, heading through the thinning forest, and into the clear sunlight for the first time in days. In a manner of speaking, it was almost blinding to her unadjusted eyes. So, she came out of the forest, squinting, a clawed hand hovering over her face, shadowing her eyes from the sun. Even with her blurred vision, she was able to make out a figure in the cleared area before her, so she choose to speak, "Um, hello?"

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As her eyes came to be adjusted to the bright light now that she was out of the forest, Ianthe lowered her hand down and blinked once or twice to get a better look at who it was she was talking to . . . and to see if she could come to know what the source of those strange noises were. Opening her eyes back up, widely she peered around, finding no trace of anything unusual at all. Odd. she thought before turning her eyes back to the figure from before, sort of surprised to see a rather ordinary person just standing there before her.

Yet still, Ianthe' expression changed from a rather ordinary one to a rather large and friendly smile as one of her hands shot up in a strange sort of wave, "Hi," she said again, "This is going to seem completely random of me, but are you from around here at all? Because I have no idea about what's ahead of me now, I was in the forest back there for days!"

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A laugh came from her throat, and she brought one of her hands up and nervously scratched her nose, so he was lost. That . . . didn't help her much. While she wasn't lost, it was more like she was unfamiliar with the area. A year of travel and still no sense of direction. Dropping her hand back to her side, Ianthe laughed again, "Oh, well, I'm not exactly lost, more like I don't know this area. Whatever though, I'll just say I'm lost too, that way the situation is easier to explain, and you aren't alone in the situation." she smiled before she took a couple of steps forward.

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She stopped right before him, looking at him kind of curiously, he looked like any normal person, but she couldn't deny something was off. But, it was just a vague feeling, so Ianthe decided to pay it no heed, a person was a person when she nothing about them~

The silly girl brought herself to give a toothy grin, revealing the fact that she had rather well-defined canines that could almost be mistaken for fangs, "Y'know, I don't know anything about this place, I was just following my instincts to travel. I think it's the best way to get around. Is that how you got lost too?" she asked him.

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She tilted her head to the side and the smile left her face, Deposited? she thought to herself uncertainly, well . . . that was an odd way of putting things. Or, did he mean that literally? If it were literal then, was he just dropped off after being abducted or something? The notion of that was enough to make Ianthe shriek and step back in something of momentary terror, her hand came in front of her face as her expression changed in a comedic manner, "Does that mean you were kidnapped?! Did someone take you and then just leave you here after they were finished with their business with you?!" The girl began panicking enough so that she didn't notice when the hood of her cloak slid down, and revealed the wolfish ears sticking out of the top of her head, "You're not hurt are you?!"

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A sharp whimper and whine came from Ianthe's throat at that, her face locked in an utterly horror stricken expression at his words, taking them in the worst possible way given her previous thought pattern at him being kidnapped. What happened to him?! she thought, coming to realize the fact that he wasn't exactly decent right then too, given his apparent situation, it didn't leave her too shocked. Continuing to panic, Ianthe quickly yanked her cloak off from around her body and threw it over him. "Use that to cover yourself, if we're going to do anything about what happened to you, you need to actually be decent first!" she yelped, her face beginning to redden while her now visible tail seemed to stiffen, as her wolfish ears lurched back against her skull.

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Ianthe had herself facing away from him, her form utterly stiff while her face remained red. She was still trying to grasp what it was she thought had happened to him as she assumed him kidnapped. "H-Hell no you're not decent right now, people need to keep themselves covered up with clothing when outside and in view of the public!" She shouted loudly, ears remaining against her head.

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Ianthe clenched her eyes shut and turned back around before she went about shouting what she assumed obvious, "It's outside, so of course this place is public! The only places that aren't are those with doors that shut and lock under your own personal volition!" Ianthe whined and tugged on one of her ears in a nervous manner, Seriously, what the hell happened to him?!

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What he said caused her to cease her erratic movements and behaviors, and in the end Ianthe wound up simply looking at him questioningly, simply blinking a couple of times in the persisting silence. Okay, so, had she been wrong about him being kidnapped and . . . having who knew what else done to him? . . . .that's actually a relief. she thought with a deep sigh coming from her lungs. Letting her clawed hands drop back to her sides, Ianthe stared at the strange guy for a moment before she attempted to speak again, "Okay, so, I have no idea what you're talking about now, but I am glad that what I was thinking is evidently wrong." she said, "But, you seem like you're way out of it." Ianthe tilted her head to the side, concern showing itself on her features, "Whatever happened to you in the first place, it must have been something pretty insane to knock you out of the loop this much."

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She looked at him, her ears sort of drooping on top of her skull as she heard what he had to say. It left her feeling sympathy for him, more than once she'd been chased away by people because of her ears and tail, it didn't confuse her, but it did leave her upset enough to be out of it. "Well," she started, "I can sort of relate to that, I think. . . ." Ianthe mumbled, then sighing. "If you were left to your own devices, I have this feeling that you'd get yourself into trouble with how out of it you are, um . . . if you want me to, I could accompany you for a while and help you get back into the swing of things?"

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Ianthe nodded to him with a smile, "I'd feel really bad if I left out here on your own, completely indecent with only a cloak to cover you up. So, I'm glad to help you . . . oh, by the way," she added on as an afterthought, "You might want to know my name--it's Ianthe."

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"Mm, glad to meet you too Bob," she said, "So, I suppose we ought to follow one of the paths before us, pathways lead to somewhere after all, and it keeps people from being so lost~" Ianthe spoke in a sing-song voice, beginning to head to the one that led to the left, she turned back to her evidental new traveling companion and said, "Let's go, shall we?" Before turning around and readily darting off along it. . . .

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Also, Squishy, if you feel like coming along as well, go for it, it can't hurt.

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And I posted IC by accident. = =;;

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With every step she took forward, her ears twitched a bit, the lack of true noise was slightly unnerving to one whose hearing surpassed human standards. She'd been travelling now with her new companion, 'Bob' for some ways now, things having been quiet enough. While she still didn't know what had happened to him in order to leave him so out of it, she was still willing to assume the duty of guiding him around until he could gather up some semblance of normalcy again. But still, even if he was completely out of the loop, she couldn't deny being curious about what'd happened to him, and how he'd wound up, well, in the state she'd found him. Of course, the first and foremost thing to do was to find him some clothing . . . and to burn the cloak she'd thrown over him to cover his shame.

Ianthe's ears twitched uneasily again before she opened her mouth to try to speak, "Sooo . . . you think you might at all be able to explain what happened to you before I found you Bob? I'm kind of curious."

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Ianthe blinked and an expression of sadness overtook her young face at hearing his story, she continued on walking with her feet bare to the soil below whilst her ears sort of drooped forward against her head. Maybe I shouldn't have asked. she thought, drawing her gaze back over to him. "Ah, well . . . I know how it feels to be chased away from a village or a city, although I know why I was taken to with such spite." The girl pointed up at the wolfish ears on the top of her skull with one of her clawed fingers, "Having demonic features doesn't help you fit into a normal town, after all."

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She yelped when he grabbed her ear, and ultimately grabbed hold of his hand with a panicked expression on her face. Why did he go and do that?! While she did know he was out of it due to apparently being chased from some far-off village or city, it didn't make sense for him to suddenly grab her ear and start rubbing it! Her ears were really sensative, and people other than her trying to touch them made her leery. If they were touched, well, she tended to freak a little bit more than a lot. With her red eyes wide, Ianthe quickly yanked Bob's hand away from her ear before she spoke to him in a rather high voice, one that was strained and obviously uncomfortable. "D-Don't do that! I know my body is human enough, but I don't like people coping a feel off my ears to check it out for themselves!"

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Ianthe squeaked rather loudly and jumped back from him, having grabbed onto her own tail, holding it to herself as she looked at Bob with her eyes wide and face a bit red. Her mind was a bit jumbled up by what it was he'd said, and the fact that he'd tried to touch her tail this time What did he mean, 'this one's kind?' And if I freaked about my ear, shouldn't my tail be obviously off limits?! The demonic girl simply looked at him quietly before she even tried to speak, her ears standing straight up. "Y-You really shouldn't touch anyone without asking first! Unless you're just tapping them on the shoulder to get their attention!" she half-shouted, part of her mind trying to understand his comment on 'this one's kind.'