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Molly Karato

Two people one demon, one holy warrior, both in the same body. So who are you talking to now?

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Two people one demon, one holy warrior, both in the same body. So who are you talking to now?

Molly
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Molly is the more modest and less bloodthirsty of the two. When she's 'fighting' she is all business, otherwise, she's all play.

Alias. Well, I get called Host a lot. My Inhabitant refuses to use my name.
Age. 19
Gender. Female, thank goodness. I'd hate to share a body with someone of the opposite gender, after all.
Height. Taller than many males actually. I'm six foot, three inches.
Build. Lightly muscles and athletic
Species. Human


Personal History

The worst of it happened when I was seven. There was this girl, who lived right across from where my street began. We played a lot as kids, since we were the only girls our age in the neighborhood. Normally, she was definitely in charge. I didn't know she came from a long line of demon hunters. I also didn't know I lived on this fault that kind of blended the demon and human worlds.

I mean I had seen shadows and shapes, and even actual forms sometimes, but I always wrote it off as my imagination. Mine has always been active enough it was a believable excuse.

One day, she just sort of...died.

No one was certain how. The doctors said her heart failed.

Heart Failure. Isn't that how most of us die? It seemed empty.

It wasn't even a week later that my best friend and I felt this rush of power, and suddenly those vague shapes were much more clear. But only when we were together. Clearly our imaginations were just too strong, right?

So what if we could now call up these shining balls of energy in our hands. Obviously, it was just pretend. People couldn't do that.

My Inhabitant is right. We were little fools.

We didn't have our roles figured out yet when the attack came. A week was not nearly long enough to figure things like this out, not when you were seven. And I always was a protective, if precarious child. It was horrifying this blood covered face launching attack after attack at my friend and I. I defended her the best I could.

When we finally stood still, to make our stand, words began to tumble from our lips, and our hands formed these shapes I still don't understand. I think the words sounded like nonsense to both of us.

But whatever we did, it got rid of the scary face.

As we explored our new powers together, that was the last we thought of it.

Even though we had discovered a rift in our world located directly under my friend's home, and underneath the train bridge near my house, we blew that first attack off, thinking nothing of it as we learned to harness and attack with the strange holy magic.

It wasn't until I 'joined' some friends in trying to call a spirit to talk to them from the Otherworld, at the tender age of thirteen, that the reality of the attack set in. I fully intended on foiling this groups every move you see. After all, they didn't know, not really, what they dabbled in.

I lost an entire day of time that day as Karato took my body over for the first time. I was told later I grinned wickedly evilly, before dropping to the ground and convulsing. Immediately the girl's ran from the locker room we had commandeered for this ridiculous act and to the teacher who sent one of them to the nurse as she did what she could.

They couldn't do much of course. Demonic energy and holy energy were never meant to reside in the same body.

When I finally regain control of my body, my best friend was there, her hand on her wrist as she funneled divine energy into my body. My Guardian, a spirit I had engaged only a year prior to guard me in my nightmare plagued sleep, had successfully fought off the attack with my backing. And I had struck a deal with a demon.

I told my friend, whom I owed my life, of the deal I struck, trusting her to help me insure it was followed. I would have no choice but to keep my body in peak physical condition, something I did anyway. And I would learn how to better use my holy powers, rather than simply brute forcing my way through battles. In return, my Inhabitant would cease all attempts at holding my body.

Unfortunately, I would have to pay a steep price for this. My Inhabitant was allowed to have complete control of my body each week for up to 48 hours total. If my Inhabitant had any need of my body past this, as long as it didn't interrupt my education or training, she could certainly use my body as she saw fit.

Primarily however, the body would remain mine. My Inhabitant would not be allowed to make any changes.

I only learned my Inhabitant's name the summer before I went to college. Her 'brother,' apparently the youngest of a large amount of siblings, contact me. He would see to my combat training from now on, though I would continue to seek a tutor for my holy powers and learn how to use them.

My task in life is clear. I must rid our world of the demon menace.

But what happens when that menace starts become your friend?

I guess when you strike a deal with the devil, you learn the price far too late.












Karato

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Karato is quite the opposite. Highly bloodthirsty, she keeps herself in line by reminding herself what happened last time she allowed her instincts to rule. When she is fighting, she is all play but otherwise, she's fairly serious.


Alias. None. I need none.
Age. Piss off! It's not polite to ask a lady her age.
Gender. Have you taken a look at my chest lately?
Height. How should I know! Do I look like I regularly stand next to a ruler? Taller than you, you effin midget.
Build. Lithe, graceful, perfect. Say anything else and you'll wish I barbeque'd you first.
Species. Demon, thank God. though I'm stuck in this measly mortal shell.

Personal History

Karato comes from one of the most feared and largest demon families in existence, though she does not know this. She only vaguely recalls encountering resistance in the form of a human girl, before her mind and body were blown away.

Two weeks later, she appeared as a spirit, seeking revenge though she knew not on whom. But recalling the little girl, she sought out the learning place for human children and targeted two little girls who appeared to be around the same age.

A mistake!

These two untrained and untried girls were tiny powerhouses just beginning to grasp their potential. And as she focused her attack on one of the children, she didn't notice the other step up to the plate and take it.

Nor was she expecting the retaliation!

Black.

All she knew was blackness and formlessness.

Nothing was real, nothing existed. Not until she felt he warmth, the calling.

Someone wished to speak to a spirit.

Karato came calling.

It wasn't difficult to possess the body of the girl who had slain her in spirit form. Keeping it was another matter as she found herself assaulted by both the girl's mind and another powerful spirit.

She may be a demon, but in this form she did not have the power of her demon body. And so she agree to a deal.

The human girl whose body she was forced to share would keep the body in peak physical condition and learn how to use her own clearly formidable holy powers. In return, Karato would cease all attempts at completely holding the body.

Karato would be allowed the body for 48 hours weekly though, and hold a major say in any potentially life changing decisions. Should she have any pressing need for the body, as long as it did not disrupt her host's education or training, or if she could clear it with her host first, then she may use the body

Primarily however, it would remain the host's body and Karato was unable to make any changes to it. Period.

The manifestations differences were small but acute, entirely in the eyes. Karato has ruby eyes and her host has sapphire.

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Molly Karato's Story

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Molly Karato glances around the bar with blue eyes as she descends from the upper levels, rather curious. What had her inhabitant managed to get her into this time? For that matter, she knew that they had agreed to let her inhabitant choose their new city, as her online schooling let them live whereever, but where was she? A hand absently brushed light purple-grey hair back behind her ear as she examined her current location.

It was official. Whenever her inhabitant used the 48 hours granted to her weekly, things were bound to make no sense. It wasn't as if she couldn't 'see' what happened durign those hours. But it was rather difficult considering how talented ehr inhabitant was at preventing ehr fom realizing exactly what was going on.

Ah well. It's what she got from striking a deal with a demon.

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Molly Karato smiles slightly, feeling the eyes on her, and makes her way to Desidra's side. She takes a seat next to her and smiles. "Hello. Could you tell me where in the world I am?" She asks, sounding slightly amused. "My...friend brought me here last night, but refused to say a word about where I am, or even what city I'm in."

There. That was about as close as she could get to the truth. After all, you jsut didn't tell people you shared a body with a demon.

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Molly Karato smiles at her. "Thank you! I'm afraid I must have been sleeping the last half of the journey." Or trapped in her own mind presented with enough puzzles to keep her entertained for 48 straight hours. Pretty much the same thing. "I'm Molly, though my friend's call my Molls. College student and part-time demon hunter."

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Molly Karato chuckles. "Living right over a rift between the worlds of course! Originally it was some one else's to guard, and the guardianship has moved on, but hey, you pick up a few things keeping your family alive." She shrugs with a smile.

"What about you? Why'd you become a dark mage?"

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Molly Karato grins, obviously amused. "Now that's my secret. Let's just say I'm a tricky one, yeah?" She seemed mostly amused by this response, but doesn't have another one she can really say. "But really, how does my appearance have anything to do with my ability to fight? Am I supposed to be heavily armored and with a big hunking sword?"

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Molly Karato looks amused. "I suppose so. But I tend to use my fists more than I do any weapon." If she had to, she could shape her holy magic, but my reveal that? Seemed silly to do so. "But I've been demon fighting since I was seven, so trust me when I say I can hold my own."

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Molly Karato shrugs, then pauses, unresponsive for several moments as she converses mentally with her inhabitant. "Perhaps a sweet tea." She finally answers after shakign her head rapidly to bring herself back to the outside world. "I'm not much a drinker."

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Molly Karato grins. "Well, I'm sane." She didn't know about her inhabitant however. "A little odd at times, but entirely sane." She promises, amused. As her inhabitant begins to try and force a place change, Molly grimaces, taking a sip of her tea to hide the face she was making.

Internal battles for the loss.

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Molly Karato gasps, and closes her eyes tightly. Her hair color darkens by perhaps two shades in front of Desidra's eyes. And when her own eye's open once more they are a smooth beautiful ruby. Beautiful but deadly. With a smirk she runs a finger down Desidra's jaw.

"Listen up you pretty puppy. You

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Character Portrait: Molly Karato Molly Karato says,
 “ gasps, and closes her eyes tightly. Her hair color darkens by perhaps two shades in front of Desidra's eyes. And when her own eye's open once more they are a smooth beautiful ruby. Beautiful but deadly. With a smirk she runs a finger down Desidra's jaw.

"Listen up you pretty puppy. You leave my little host along. I don't trust your stupid little intentions, got it?" ”

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Molly Karato smirks and sits back, watching the crazed woman attack. She was satisfied her message had been passed along and easily cedes her body to the host, only to get chew up one side and down the other mentally by the furious woman.

Not that anyone could tell. As far as anyone could see, the only changes were the eyes bled back into a sapphire blue and the hair lightened in color as Molly stared into the distance.

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Molly Karato enters the bar, looking slightly gory, considered her clothes are actually splattered with blood. Not that she notices as she sits down with a grin and orders a soda. Alcohol would be nice to celebrate her latest victory but...well...she had actually been ID'd last time, and really, that was a pain in the butt. She glances up at the board covered the ceiling and shakes her head.

"Nice to see this place is as lively as ever. I can see why my inhabitant chose to take us here."

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Molly Karato glances over to where she feels the eyes on her and grins, winking at Seishuku Assassin playfully before turning back to her drink, sipping at ti amused. One didn't fight an oft-times more powerful species without knowing when one was being watched, after all!

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Molly Karato grins at the confusion that she's caused and sips her drink some more. It was so much fun messing with the masses! Really, what was the fun in being a holy fighter if you couldn't play with people's minds.

Especially since she had managed to get out of the whole you must be a priestess clause. Those were annoying.

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Molly Karato smirks and walks into the bar taking a seat at the bar. Taking out the fake ID that her host knows nothing about, she offers it to the bartender. "Serial Killer on the rocks." She demands, annoyed at even the slightest delay. As the bartender finishes the drink and hands it out, Karato smirks and downs the drink.

Her host, curse the little holy fighter, had a much higher alcohol tolerance than she thought she did. Mostly thanks to her Karato's own endevours of course. After all, she was not going to give up alcohol simply because her host's body was too young.

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Molly Karato raises an eyebrow at this midget of death nonsense and resists the urge to club this short...thing. Ah well. Instincts had gotten her into this mess in the first place, she decides as she studies her entirely human hand with disgust. Best to master them before she ends up in another.

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Molly Karato has been in the bar the entire time, having not left from early, merely continued to order more drinks. She eyes the few empty cups around her and raises an eyebrow at the bartender as if labeling him a sloth.

If this weren't near enough to a rift to please her host, and full of equally blood thirsty patrons for her, then she would likely torch the place. After all, even metal melted if it were hot enough.

The woman sighs and glances at the man, thomas Bane, who just sat near her. Lovely. Smoke. "Put the fag out, fu-" Rememebrign that she didn't want this form kicked out she sighs and corrects herself to slightly less coarse language, "ass,"

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Molly Karato snorts. "Yeah yeah, how do you do and all that cr-ude." This watchign her language thing sucked. Why was she doing it again?

Ah. yes. Her host. Humans required social interaction beyond that of killing demons. Hm. And she supposed, beign stuck in the same body, she really didn't count.

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Molly Karato snorts again. "Hell you little monkey. I have a hell of a life. I'm stuck sharimg a body with a prick of a holy fighter. I can't even call her a warrior, cause she lacks any sense of honor in a fight! The bitch!"

Yeah. There went any attempt at watching her language. It was too much of a nuisance anyway. If they attempted to kick her out, she's simply eat them. Human was tasty after all.

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Molly Karato shrugs. "I struck a deal with my Host. That's the important part. I refuse to be stuck for a human lifetime battling my host every second of the day." She wrinkles her nose as yet another a- another jerk comes in with a cigarette between their lips. Asses. Didn't they realize that she had a some what sensitive nose.

"You can ask, though I don't promise I won't clock you for it."

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Molly Karato snorts. "I picked the wrong little untrained guardian of the rift to pick on, apparently. My Host thought she was banishing me...." She chuckles, actually amused by this story.

With the laugh, how beautiful she could possibly be is almost on the edge of visible. "Little chit managed to pull me in her anyway. I was in spirit form at the time, weakened severely, otherwise killing her would have been only a thought. If that."

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Molly Karato shrugs. "she was seven. She and this little eight year old neither who knew what they were doing got their positions reverse." She eyes the hand and raises an eyebrow, looking him over.

Yeah. Right. Barrel of laughs this one. As if she would bother shaking his hand. "A pleasure, I'm sure."

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Molly Karato snorts. "Little fool didn't even know she had sucked me in at first. She still can't fight me well either, but I dislike it when she attempted to purge me." She shrugs. "So I forced an agreement on her. It ends with her schooling howeveer. I suspect that is why she entered college, to extend the agreement."

It was exactly why she had. The prospect of fighting an internal battle with a demon wasn't exactly a pleasant one after all. "my Host still hasn't even learned how to talk mentally yet, so I'll no doubt trounce her when that happens."

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Molly Karato shrugs, unconcerned. "Just until I find my sibling, and have hime creat me a properly demon body. Humans are so...fragile." She examines her all too human hands, as always disgusted with their frailness.

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Molly Karato snorts. "That's because you have too much sex. Far too many children and you can have way too many of them in one lifetime. It's disgusting!" Bloody humans and their stupid reporductive cycle. Did any species really need that much young?