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  1. #1
    Coco's Avatar
    Coco!
    Presence
    (Fierce)
    Dexterity
    (Agile)
    Coco

    Mask: A slim, young woman with dyed hair, a mischievous smile, and laughing brown eyes.

    Mien: Coco's eyes are split into four facets that give a kaleidoscope appearance to her irises and two delicate antenna are perched on her forehead. Her nails are also like pieces of black carapace.

    Additional Identifying Features:
    A tattoo of a jeweled wasp sits perched atop a thick and gnarled white "branch" that stretches several inches upwards from her left wrist, though the branch is clearly a scar.

    A tattoo of a frayed, torn, and dirty golden banner trails around her right wrist, with another long scar forming the "mounting" for the banner.
    Coco's Mien

    Coco's eyes are split into four facets that give a kaleidoscope appearance to her irises and two delicate antenna are perched on her forehead. Her nails are also like pieces of black carapace, and her waist is tapered much like a wasps.

    Mantle:
    Surrounding Coco is the subtle sensation of warm sun and the smell of fresh, floral growth.

    3
    PRE

    Wyrd
    ••
    Dancer Skitterskulk

    She blinked, eyelids closing onto swirls of brilliant colour storming over blackness before quickly resolving back into the high definition rush of the world, eyes turning back to the hot ass bitch she partying with, lips spread over manic, grinning teeth. Wind whipped at wild hair as she danced down the sidewalk, traffic roaring out her anthem as feet beat with the rhythm of her heart, her pulse jumped against the skin of her throat, sweat running in streams down her face, the city disappearing into the tremendous blue of the sky.

    It was such a bright, beautiful blue, her eyes captured by the rays of the sun until everything washed out in white light--

    --which soon became the swirling storm of colour cast against the darkness of her eyelids, the rough concrete of the sidewalk scraping the bare skin of her shoulders as she twitched and convulsed on the ground--

    All was black.

    All was dark.

    But it was not empty.

    There was pain. Constant pain. Her soul tattered and frayed, torn and bleeding in the blackness...

    Then she blinking awake, eyes opening to the depressing custard paint of the roach motel room she'd claimed for her home. Ancient springs dug into her back and pressure sat heavy upon her chest. Sandpaper coated her throat and tongue, and the agony of life came washing over her like a flood.

    "Nooo," she groaned, though even she couldn't say what it was she was protesting.

    Yamiyo Lillich Titania James Turner
    And so we open in Coco's motel room, post heart attack. Feel free to narrate how you became involved, and let's have fun, thank you so much for joining the scene!
    Pres 3 (Fierce), Dex 4 (Agile), Fairest Dancer/Skitterskulk. Mantle 1: Scent of Pollen

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    Yamiyo Lillich's Avatar
    Yamiyo Lillich
    Striking looks
    (Mesmerizing)
    Presence
    (Unknowing temptress)
    Narcissus’s Blessing
    (Romancer Kith)
    Dexterity
    (Perfect grace and klutziness)
    Mantle (spring)
    (Fresh scent of roses, vanilla and cinnamon.)
    Yamiyo Lillich

    Mien:
    See picture link in signature, make slight adjustments for what your character find appeasing.

    Mask:
    150cm, 41kg/90lbs, small petite woman with an appearance slightly changing for each viewer to always be found appeasing.
    Long well managed hair, agile and dextrous but also slightly klutzy.

    Mantle:
    A fresh air of newly blossomed roses with hints of vanilla and cinnamon. Small rose petals dancing behind her, around her ankles and occasionally around her hair.
    Hedgespun equipment

    Hedgespun equipment:

    Hedgespun AnkleBracelet (●)
    + 1 Defense
    Mask: Sturdy glistering silver chain with a pagan knot emblem on it.
    Mien: As if woven by the wind itself.

    Hedgespun level 0:

    Hedgespun Choker (0)
    Mask: Choker.
    Mien: Woven threads of glistering amber with the the sun, moon and star woven from the light they belong to lightly glistening when any form of light hits them.
    Equipment

    Purse
    Small shield: +1 defense, +2 during dodge.
    Lockpicks: +3
    Mirror
    Smartphone - oneplus 7 256gb
    Sewing gear - (various, sheer's, thread's, needles, measuring tape, a couple of buttons, seam ripper)
    Hair/bobby pins
    Zippo lighter
    Ankle bracelet D+1
    A combined personal attack alarm/watch/flashlight - waterproof 160 decibel
    Pepper Spray
    Stun Gun (compact blue streetwise)
    Sunglasses
    MM's
    Doggie treats
    Battle

    Health: 7
    Defense:
    Base: 2,
    Shield+1/2
    Anklet+1
    contract+2
    Total standard: 4/5
    Contract: 6/7
    Dodge: +2

    +2
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Succubus / Incubus Romancer

    Having been the one that followed along all the way from the pool hall she had been there all along, doing all she could to keep Coco calm, to get her to relax, trying to convince her to go back home instead of partying.

    Somewhere along the lines she had managed to get enough semblance out of her to get the location of her motel room, a quick search on google maps and guiding hands had allowed her to guide her there somehow.

    Then she collapsed, not knowing what to do, quickly taking up her phone and texting Seraphina and Circe before using whatever little strength her body could muster to help her get inside, lying Coco down on her bed after many struggles.

    Having removed any clothing on her that could make it harder to breath and helped her into the biggest shirt or hoodie she could find in the room, having left for a couple minutes in a hurried rush of fear and worrying gathering supplies.
    She had brought a lot of water, moist towelettes, basic medicines and things she would turn into cloths.

    A cold cloth placed on Coco's forehead as she sits next to her on the floor, wiping her sweat away and doing what she can to care for her wishing that she either had some mystical powers to help or at least a little more medical knowledge to be of more aid.

    "Stay strong sweetie, I am here, you are safe, no one is gonna harm you."

    A worried look on her face whilst watching down at her knight, hoping that she would be ok. Cursing of how little aid she could be of.

    Arriving to help little Yamiyo to get her inside would be a nice and fully acceptable to write in.
    Succubus/Romancer Base mien

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  5. #3
    James Turner's Avatar

    John Campbell
    New Identity
    (John Campbell)
    Rigid Mask
    Trained Observer
    Composure
    (Placid)
    Perfect Stillness
    James Turner

    Mien
    Skin pulled back tight against his frame and a ghostly white, eyes and mouth sucking and empty pits that appear to be without end. His shadow a deep black that seems to be driving the body instead of the other way around.

    2
    PRE

    Whisperwisp

    When you make deals with Omens it is always best to listen to their signs.

    It’d been a normal night for the busy body when he followed the flow of Fate. Fate was interesting and fickle never giving you exactly what you wanted or needed but putting you on a path, it was up to you to follow that path. So when he’d come across Yami struggling with a Coco he’d decided to help as that was his nature.

    John wasn’t exactly a strong back, that was left to the Beasts but he was a bit more helpful in getting Coco in and settled with Yami’s help. He wasn’t a medical professional, not for the body at least and when Yami had started removing clothing to make her more comfortable he’d left to leave the woman to her decency and make himself useful elsewhere.

    He’d gotten the ice bucket, went to fill it, then filled the papercup with water and a single ice cube sitting the two on the nightstand next to Coco as he applied a cold compress to her head. Stacking the pillows to prop her head up to keep her comfortable and her airway open. That was about the extent of his medical knowledge at the time.

    He just knelt next to the bed what he could do was offer strength of will, moral support and to help ease that troubled mind. If she slipped into unconsciousness he’d be sure to follow. He couldn’t do much here in meat space besides offer emotional support, to be the anchor, the buoy to bring one back to shore.


    Goes by the name: John

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    Coco's Avatar
    Coco!
    Presence
    (Fierce)
    Dexterity
    (Agile)
    Coco

    Mask: A slim, young woman with dyed hair, a mischievous smile, and laughing brown eyes.

    Mien: Coco's eyes are split into four facets that give a kaleidoscope appearance to her irises and two delicate antenna are perched on her forehead. Her nails are also like pieces of black carapace.

    Additional Identifying Features:
    A tattoo of a jeweled wasp sits perched atop a thick and gnarled white "branch" that stretches several inches upwards from her left wrist, though the branch is clearly a scar.

    A tattoo of a frayed, torn, and dirty golden banner trails around her right wrist, with another long scar forming the "mounting" for the banner.
    Coco's Mien

    Coco's eyes are split into four facets that give a kaleidoscope appearance to her irises and two delicate antenna are perched on her forehead. Her nails are also like pieces of black carapace, and her waist is tapered much like a wasps.

    Mantle:
    Surrounding Coco is the subtle sensation of warm sun and the smell of fresh, floral growth.

    3
    PRE

    Wyrd
    ••
    Dancer Skitterskulk

    Trigger Warning: Suicide discussion


    Once, she'd met a Winter courtier who'd put a revolver up their head. They'd explained how revolvers are the most reliable pistols, and it had just been cleaned and reassembled. They'd explained how they'd wanted nothing but to die when they'd raised the cold metal of the barrel up to their head and that they'd pulled the trigger, felt it pull, heard the hammer retract and fall with a *click*, and that in that moment they'd wondered why they were still alive, just for that moment, wondering if this was what it felt like to get shot in the head. But then their body had come alive, adrenaline flooding their veins and filling them with the most indescribable urge to live that they'd ever felt.

    Coco knew that feeling. She'd felt it just after she'd slit her wrist for the second time, felt it as she'd scrambled for the phone, fought to dial 911 with blood slicked fingers, fought to stumble outside before consciousness faded as her lifeblood spilled onto the ground. And she'd been so glad she'd cried when she'd woken up in the hospital. So glad that someone else had felt that way when the Winter had told her their story.

    But now she felt nothing but worn, and tired, and aching, every inch of her body feeling as though she'd been worked over by a troupe of Ogres with baseball bats, as if every vein was swollen and overfilled.

    But there was another Winter sitting beside her bed, as well as a Spring, which was more than she'd had before, and so the Wasp turned her head to look at them, tears beginning to spill from her faceted eyes.

    "How can you not want to die?" she rasped, voice as cracked and broken as that which dwelt in her spirit.

    "I just want to die."

    Sorry everyone, I was hoping we'd get everyone to post in, but I'll just continue on from here. Thank you so much for doing this scene with me!
    Pres 3 (Fierce), Dex 4 (Agile), Fairest Dancer/Skitterskulk. Mantle 1: Scent of Pollen

  8. #5
    Yamiyo Lillich's Avatar
    Yamiyo Lillich
    Striking looks
    (Mesmerizing)
    Presence
    (Unknowing temptress)
    Narcissus’s Blessing
    (Romancer Kith)
    Dexterity
    (Perfect grace and klutziness)
    Mantle (spring)
    (Fresh scent of roses, vanilla and cinnamon.)
    Yamiyo Lillich

    Mien:
    See picture link in signature, make slight adjustments for what your character find appeasing.

    Mask:
    150cm, 41kg/90lbs, small petite woman with an appearance slightly changing for each viewer to always be found appeasing.
    Long well managed hair, agile and dextrous but also slightly klutzy.

    Mantle:
    A fresh air of newly blossomed roses with hints of vanilla and cinnamon. Small rose petals dancing behind her, around her ankles and occasionally around her hair.
    Hedgespun equipment

    Hedgespun equipment:

    Hedgespun AnkleBracelet (●)
    + 1 Defense
    Mask: Sturdy glistering silver chain with a pagan knot emblem on it.
    Mien: As if woven by the wind itself.

    Hedgespun level 0:

    Hedgespun Choker (0)
    Mask: Choker.
    Mien: Woven threads of glistering amber with the the sun, moon and star woven from the light they belong to lightly glistening when any form of light hits them.
    Equipment

    Purse
    Small shield: +1 defense, +2 during dodge.
    Lockpicks: +3
    Mirror
    Smartphone - oneplus 7 256gb
    Sewing gear - (various, sheer's, thread's, needles, measuring tape, a couple of buttons, seam ripper)
    Hair/bobby pins
    Zippo lighter
    Ankle bracelet D+1
    A combined personal attack alarm/watch/flashlight - waterproof 160 decibel
    Pepper Spray
    Stun Gun (compact blue streetwise)
    Sunglasses
    MM's
    Doggie treats
    Battle

    Health: 7
    Defense:
    Base: 2,
    Shield+1/2
    Anklet+1
    contract+2
    Total standard: 4/5
    Contract: 6/7
    Dodge: +2

    +2
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Succubus / Incubus Romancer

    She knew that John hadn't been that warm upon her acting up until recently but she was glad that he was there to help her and wasn't fighting her on the matter for now at least. She could handle that confrontation later should there be one but for now it was nice that they could work together.

    Thanking him whilst helping her get Coco inside, truth of the matter is that if she had been left to do it alone so would she probably be the reason for more than one bruise on the beautiful knights body the next morning.

    She had kept checking her breathing and her pulse at all times after they had gotten her into bed, she had some medical knowledge at least even if it wasn't that much.

    Speaking to John in a low and soft voice whilst the wasp was still asleep.
    "Thank you for being here, I kindly ask of you that if you wanna argue or be mad at me then let's take it once we leave, lets work together in harmony and friendship for now us fighting would only be a hinder for her recovery. Can we agree to that sir enchanting eyes?" Damn his eyes were really enchanting, it was the one feature of his that never quite could escape her mind.

    Letting John use a cold compress on her forehead whilst she made sure to wipe her face overall of if need be, to have water for her ready to drink and to be there to hopefully help calm her down. She herself seated on the left side of the bed whilst John were at the right from where she was lying.

    Gently pushing John's hand away, placing her own forehead against the Wasps, her left hand softly wiping the tears away, remaining like that for a couple of seconds before leaning back and speaking in the softest manner she could muster, her voice filled with warmth and care, her eyes getting filled with tears none that escaped them though.
    "We all endured something that was far worse than what most people can ever imagine and we escaped, we were blessed with a second chance at life. We all know what horrors exist and what can happen and as such we have the capacity to see the beauty and life in things, to appreciate our freedom and our lives in ways that most people couldn't even begin to dream of. We all have our demons, our wounds, hurts, nightmares and issues to deal with but if we give in to them then why did we escape?"

    A single tear running down her cheek.
    "Now we are alive, we have a chance to do all the things we once just dreamed of being able to do despite the pain this life comes with so do we owe it to ourselves to truly live and be free."

    Taking the knights hand, holding it softly with both her own.
    "If you have lost your way, have lost your will and your desire to keep going on then lets start over and build a new one, to venture to find your smile once more, if you let me so will I be right by your side and help you along the way."

    She wasn't sure if what she said was right or wrong this kind of situation was new her prior to her durance so had her contact with others never been good and since it so well one way or another so had most of her encounters been about carnal pleasures until she had arrived in this city a month or so ago.

    Sorry if my playing wasn't the best here and for the time it took to reply, it was hard to get through.
    Succubus/Romancer Base mien

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    James Turner's Avatar

    John Campbell
    New Identity
    (John Campbell)
    Rigid Mask
    Trained Observer
    Composure
    (Placid)
    Perfect Stillness
    James Turner

    Mien
    Skin pulled back tight against his frame and a ghostly white, eyes and mouth sucking and empty pits that appear to be without end. His shadow a deep black that seems to be driving the body instead of the other way around.

    2
    PRE

    Whisperwisp

    “You’ll brook no argument from me on that.”

    That was his reply to Yamiyo, he was trying to find a delicate balance of putting his foot in his mouth versus not saying enough. Trying to use fewer words and speak less and unless needed. He’d found he’d had trouble communicating with those unlike himself so he was doing his best to adapt.

    He frowned at Coco’s words but leaned back on his knees and listened to them, eyes meeting hers doing his best to exude ease and sympathy. The truth was he felt that way all the time, almost every day and those were the good days on the bad ones he simply wished to go back and accept his place. He understood these thoughts well, but here and now? This wasn’t about him, this was about Coco.

    Yamiyo’s take was text book, like it had been pulled from a Spring recruiting manual or doctrine. Not that he could say anything differently here. Here he was a Winter dealing in Sorrow that he could taste but not consume. But it was not in his interest to sow Sorrow but mend it, there was plenty of Sorrow out there he didn’t need to cause it.

    She’d likely already heard all the clichés, it gets better, you need to find something to live for. These were true to a degree but it’s likely not what she had wanted to hear at the moment. She didn’t really want to die, she was struggling to live these were different issues. Those who truly want to die usually try something a bit more drastic, there’s almost no cry for help.

    “What is making you feel this way? Why do you want to die?”

    He wasn’t a real therapist but he was certainly going to try and play at one. Try and remember what tacts he’d seen in group therapy and remember the tidbits he’d been told. From what he knew it was supposed to be a mostly one sided conversation, you probed with questions, they talked about them and you dug until you hit pay dirt. Might as well try.


    Goes by the name: John

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    Coco's Avatar
    Coco!
    Presence
    (Fierce)
    Dexterity
    (Agile)
    Coco

    Mask: A slim, young woman with dyed hair, a mischievous smile, and laughing brown eyes.

    Mien: Coco's eyes are split into four facets that give a kaleidoscope appearance to her irises and two delicate antenna are perched on her forehead. Her nails are also like pieces of black carapace.

    Additional Identifying Features:
    A tattoo of a jeweled wasp sits perched atop a thick and gnarled white "branch" that stretches several inches upwards from her left wrist, though the branch is clearly a scar.

    A tattoo of a frayed, torn, and dirty golden banner trails around her right wrist, with another long scar forming the "mounting" for the banner.
    Coco's Mien

    Coco's eyes are split into four facets that give a kaleidoscope appearance to her irises and two delicate antenna are perched on her forehead. Her nails are also like pieces of black carapace, and her waist is tapered much like a wasps.

    Mantle:
    Surrounding Coco is the subtle sensation of warm sun and the smell of fresh, floral growth.

    3
    PRE

    Wyrd
    ••
    Dancer Skitterskulk

    Perhaps in a few weeks time, or a few years time, Coco would come to realize how painfully ironic her next actions would be. What she craved most, the love of comfort of others, was being given to her, and yet, she couldn't accept them. They felt so alien, so undeserved, and more than that, so fleeting.

    "Get off of me!" the Wasp grated, weakly pushing at the Succubus holding onto her, squirming on the bed like a dying animal with its leg caught in a trap before exhaustion swept over her and she collapsed in a boneless mess, all whimpers and soft snarls.

    "You don't understand," she moaned, turning her head away, the sight of their faces unbearable.

    "It's not Them, it's you fucking people! You fake, simpering, gossiping, lying, hateful garbage people! You might be here now, but it won't last. You'll toss me away just like all the others! There's no found family bullshit, that's all delusions and lies held up by goddamn contracts and implied threats. But even then, no one wants a piece of shit like me. No one ever has! Even when I qualified for the Olympics, the fucking Olympics, my family wouldn't even return my calls," Coco whined bitterly, tears flowing freely, snuffles inflecting her speech.

    "They already knew I was worthless. Only I didn't. I came out of the Hedge feeling like a Champion, like a goddess, with dreams of Golden Banners and adulation and romance, but I was just turned into a stupid servant, and mocked, and hated. 'Coconut this, Coconut that, she sure is Coco-Nuts, look at the crazy fucking bug girl!' Every girlfriend's run away within the month, even my own fucking motley skipped town before we could pledge. And I never slayed the Dragon, or even helped anyone! All I did was murder some fat fuck because I was so obsessed with my own bullshit that I didn't realize what I'd done until it was too late! He died choking on his own blood, looking at me, pleading with me, pleading for his momma, and I -- I -- I can't fucking it anymore!" she wailed, curling onto her side, arms and legs pulling in close until she was just a sobbing mess in the fetal position.
    Pres 3 (Fierce), Dex 4 (Agile), Fairest Dancer/Skitterskulk. Mantle 1: Scent of Pollen

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    Yamiyo Lillich's Avatar
    Yamiyo Lillich
    Striking looks
    (Mesmerizing)
    Presence
    (Unknowing temptress)
    Narcissus’s Blessing
    (Romancer Kith)
    Dexterity
    (Perfect grace and klutziness)
    Mantle (spring)
    (Fresh scent of roses, vanilla and cinnamon.)
    Yamiyo Lillich

    Mien:
    See picture link in signature, make slight adjustments for what your character find appeasing.

    Mask:
    150cm, 41kg/90lbs, small petite woman with an appearance slightly changing for each viewer to always be found appeasing.
    Long well managed hair, agile and dextrous but also slightly klutzy.

    Mantle:
    A fresh air of newly blossomed roses with hints of vanilla and cinnamon. Small rose petals dancing behind her, around her ankles and occasionally around her hair.
    Hedgespun equipment

    Hedgespun equipment:

    Hedgespun AnkleBracelet (●)
    + 1 Defense
    Mask: Sturdy glistering silver chain with a pagan knot emblem on it.
    Mien: As if woven by the wind itself.

    Hedgespun level 0:

    Hedgespun Choker (0)
    Mask: Choker.
    Mien: Woven threads of glistering amber with the the sun, moon and star woven from the light they belong to lightly glistening when any form of light hits them.
    Equipment

    Purse
    Small shield: +1 defense, +2 during dodge.
    Lockpicks: +3
    Mirror
    Smartphone - oneplus 7 256gb
    Sewing gear - (various, sheer's, thread's, needles, measuring tape, a couple of buttons, seam ripper)
    Hair/bobby pins
    Zippo lighter
    Ankle bracelet D+1
    A combined personal attack alarm/watch/flashlight - waterproof 160 decibel
    Pepper Spray
    Stun Gun (compact blue streetwise)
    Sunglasses
    MM's
    Doggie treats
    Battle

    Health: 7
    Defense:
    Base: 2,
    Shield+1/2
    Anklet+1
    contract+2
    Total standard: 4/5
    Contract: 6/7
    Dodge: +2

    +2
    SL
    4
    PRE

    Succubus / Incubus Romancer

    Walking back and softly stroking her knights hair whilst sitting down, her voice still spoken with warmth and love.
    "True we do not understand, not yet at least."

    Taking a deep breath.
    "So instead let me tell you a story. For 18 years I was garbage, I was the one people made fun at and then my durance and escape came. Ever since then I have dreamed of fairy tales, love and hope all that classical things all whilst escaping from anything real or substance since no one could ever see more than a fake mirage of a being that even couldn't share the basic of herself."

    Looking down with fears in her eyes.
    "I know I shouldn't say this but then you came, sure you were gone but you someone that could see the lie that I am if even for a brief moment wanted me I was ready to have my heart melted but it was still skin deep so I fought it as well as I could." Granted she was not good at it.
    "Then when you thought I was in danger you defended me, you became like a knight to me. No that is a lie you became my knight in shining armor"

    Tears coming down her cheek.
    "It saddens me that you've had to live through all this but at least know that for this night you fulfilled my dream of someone that could see me that came close, you fulfilled my dream of a white knight defending me against what could have been enemies or what you believed might be enemies."

    Reaching over and gently caressing Coco's cheeks and trying to wipe away her tears.
    "I know that I cannot hold our meeting up until now as a pure truth but know that for one shining night, a short time in the world you made me believe that someone could see past my fractured mirrored self filled with lies, so to me you matter and I will not discard of you, you will have to be the one who discards of me. I will be your friend if you want it, I will be your girlfriend if any of the feelings you showed me were true and you want that otherwise I will just be someone that is gonna do the absolutely meanest thing that I can do against you. I am gonna stay, I am gonna care for you, I am going to be here for you and I am going to do whatever little i can to make you smile if even for a second no matter the cost. You saved me in a sense I could never dream possible, I cannot even begin to think of someone more wonderful than you and I am so happy that we met."

    Trying to hold back her own tears, it was hard to see this, it was hard to bare herself as she did and it was hard to know that she most likely already were discarded but she still cared to deeply to not go through the emotional pain and do all that she could to help her knight.

    Biting her lip.
    "If closeness would feel better so would I love to hold you and let you cry out against my chest." She wasn't one that neither wanted to leave nor would she leave before she was tossed away and she wanted her knight to be able to feel that someone cared for her even if that was an area that she was far to unskilled in.
    Succubus/Romancer Base mien

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    James Turner's Avatar

    John Campbell
    New Identity
    (John Campbell)
    Rigid Mask
    Trained Observer
    Composure
    (Placid)
    Perfect Stillness
    James Turner

    Mien
    Skin pulled back tight against his frame and a ghostly white, eyes and mouth sucking and empty pits that appear to be without end. His shadow a deep black that seems to be driving the body instead of the other way around.

    2
    PRE

    Whisperwisp

    John’s main hope was that Yamiyo wasn’t about to cause a blow up, that she saw something there he didn’t in her request for space. He shook his head simply watching the scene unfold, he’d gotten in hot water last time he tried to interfere and he was at least as good as his word for the moment. He didn’t have a note pad to write anything down in but his mind wandered at the thoughts.

    Abandonment issues, also obvious self esteem problems. Parents seem to be the root cause but when aren’t they? Motley, failed relationships all compounding the idea, reinforcing it in her mind. Stability. Sense of purpose. Build up the self, start a new foundation. Olympics? Runner? Lithe frame, gymnastics more likely. Coco-nuts is a good one but mental stability is already hard enough with our kind. Cruel.

    He closed his eyes trying to picture what that felt like, standing there as people in his life slowly faded away without a good bye. Just leaving you like you were yesterday’s trash. To seek the love and affection of your parents, to reach the pinnacle only to have those hopes dashed. Waves crashing against a rock, eroding the surface, breaking it down over and over again until what was left was sand. You did not build a house on sand.


    “It’s not easy. Certainly training for the Olympics is easier. It’s something we work at every day. I would like to point out that there is currently nothing in place binding you or I. We are not the same court, there’s no oaths between us or the universal us. My help was offered then and now the same way, with no strings attached. Your well-being is what I care about Ms. Chanel.

    “It sounds like you’ve done a lot to win the approval of your family, of your peers. Climbing to new heights to be noticed. Why do you think that is? Why do you feel it isn’t good enough? Understanding is also something we work at. It’s…”

    Something I’m uniquely capable of.

    “…a process. We must learn to walk before we can run.”


    Goes by the name: John

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    Coco's Avatar
    Coco!
    Presence
    (Fierce)
    Dexterity
    (Agile)
    Coco

    Mask: A slim, young woman with dyed hair, a mischievous smile, and laughing brown eyes.

    Mien: Coco's eyes are split into four facets that give a kaleidoscope appearance to her irises and two delicate antenna are perched on her forehead. Her nails are also like pieces of black carapace.

    Additional Identifying Features:
    A tattoo of a jeweled wasp sits perched atop a thick and gnarled white "branch" that stretches several inches upwards from her left wrist, though the branch is clearly a scar.

    A tattoo of a frayed, torn, and dirty golden banner trails around her right wrist, with another long scar forming the "mounting" for the banner.
    Coco's Mien

    Coco's eyes are split into four facets that give a kaleidoscope appearance to her irises and two delicate antenna are perched on her forehead. Her nails are also like pieces of black carapace, and her waist is tapered much like a wasps.

    Mantle:
    Surrounding Coco is the subtle sensation of warm sun and the smell of fresh, floral growth.

    3
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    Wyrd
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    Dancer Skitterskulk

    For some long moments, Coco sobbed on the bed, her antennae combing over the cheap bedspread, the spindly appendages searching for comfort as she lay in the wreckage of her life. Though, tears couldn't last forever, no matter what the Winter court might say, and so eventually the shaking of her shoulders ceased, and her snuffling quieted enough for her to speak again.

    "S'not Chanel," she mumbled, slowly raising her puffy, bloodshot eyes up to them again.

    "It's Tascioni. Cosima Tascioni. But I like Coco."

    She sniffled loudly again, and her antennae fell still.

    "And if you want to stay, Yami, then, but stop fucking touching me. What's in your mind is just a bullshit fairy tale, and I've already lived through it twice. Weren't you listening to me? Ugly girl makes a deal," the Wasp explained, something hard and cruel sinking through the sorrow in her eyes. "Makes a deal to be pretty and be loved. Then they escape, a broken plaything, and look for someone to rescue them. Only, everyone else knows their game, so it's just the piece of shit bug playing at knight that attracts them, but only for a time. Then they leave. All their pretty words curling up like rotting petals. They're lies, you just haven't realized it yet."

    Those harsh words left to hang, she turned to John, so slow, so achingly slowly, her body protesting every single movement she'd made since waking, muscles feeling torn, guts churning, heading throbbing with a headache that felt as though her brain was pushing up against her skull. But the Winter's words had sunk in, somewhere deep into that throbbing mass of grey matter, and her thoughts were trying to churn out an answer.

    In her current state, she couldn't manage it, and the irony of the words she did say was completely lost on her.

    "But how can you be loved if no one notices you?"
    Pres 3 (Fierce), Dex 4 (Agile), Fairest Dancer/Skitterskulk. Mantle 1: Scent of Pollen

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