Name: Lara Zhivago
(most people call me Zhivago, although there have been instances where certain creatures have called me things like mistress or the lords hands)
Race: demon, formerly human
Age: 53 (physically: 19)
Weapons:
My unbelievably sharp nails and teeth, even if I don't ever actually use them, I mean that's so primitive.
A battle axe I salvaged from one of the libraries I stumbled upon, all of the books were beyond saving to my dismay... it's become useful for an antique. It may have some magic properties, because it has never once broken under any stress I put under it (even if it may be centuries old) and remains sharp as a razor.
I suppose my cat kaitou would count as a weapon in some instances... he can get very 'protective' when around people he doesn't like (I've got to give him credit though, his sense of character is very sharp, so if he doesn't like you, your more than likely evil).
Powers and Skills:
I'm nowhere near discovering the extent of my powers yet, After the Ashville (which is now totally uninhabited) incident I've pretty well ceased any experimentation. I have unnatural senses of touch, smell, taste, hearing and eyesight (this includes night vision) Most spectral beings tend to either completely avoid or are
deeply courteous toward me, which is a total mystery. Since my change I have become
very knowledgeable in mythology (and have learned
many languages simply to be able to read certain texts). I've also set out reading up on all types of magic since discovered I had certain 'abilities' although I've only tried the tamest of spells I could get my hands on, putting the rest to memory. I'm a bit of an Esper.
Appearance:
approximately 6'3, 60kg.
I'd like to say something normal about myself, like how horrible my hair is, or how my thighs or too chunky, But if I did anyone within hearing distance would probably look at me like I was clinically insane. My appearance is quite breathtaking, even to myself. I have very a slender build, my hair is black as night and much longer than I would like it to be so I always have it up in a messy bun like tangle, I never was very good at doing my hair. Strangely enough I never become cold no matter the season or temperature, so I wear less clothes than is socially acceptable, other than my beloved giant red scarf. My eyes used to be a deep green, sun-flowered with yellow, but since I became demon the pupils have all but disappeared and turned the deepest red you will ever see. I'm also quite endowed in the chest area, although I can't say that I didn't have them when I was human.
Personality:
If my personality were summed up in two words it would be 'Quiet Understanding'. As a human understanding people's feelings and reasons as to why they act the way they do came easier to me than most, which now has turned into a slight case of ESP. I'd call myself kind and righteous, though I find talking with people less entertainment, more tedious toward the fact I actually need to physically voice my opinion... please don't mistake this with liking to be utterly alone, I do enjoy company it's just if your speaking it's usually at me instead of with me (my tight lips and sympathy seem to make people more inclined to tell me things they don't usually tell others, which has helped my research extensively). Unless you are one of the
very few people whom I enjoy to converse with I probably won't go into a deep conversation with you. I like quiet places with limited people. Most times I restrain from thinking deeply, it helps keep my emotions more or less under wraps, I find this makes me an all round better person in more than one way (like not blowing people to smithereens when my 'powers' go berserk). I love all kinds of music, so I'm always listening to something or other. I'm a perfectionist and can't stand being in messy and or gross places (if I fancy a certain place more than often I'll end up completely cleaning it from top to bottom once before I become totally settled in).
History:
I was just a normal socially inadept teen until one very
unlucky day I accidentally got caught between the battle of a powerful demon and an angel. It all happened quite quickly, so I'll just start by saying that evil "probably" prevailed that day, although the only reason he might have won was because he took me as a hostage, putting his claws to my neck... but as he did this, I became disoriented and my vision began to blur. Suddenly he spun me around and lifted my chin so I was eye level "Ahh," he breathed and he beamed maliciously. suddenly his attention redirected toward his adversary he chortled "I should almost thank you for tracking me so
vehemently Benni Boy. Just look; what I've sought after
all this time is now in my grasp. with this none will dare defy my ascension." He then spun me around again to face the angel, I collapsed unable to keep myself upright anymore. Putting his hand on me he tilted my head upward facing the angel, by this time I was barely conscious, although conscious enough to make out the expression of pure unbridled terror appear on the mans face before everything faded to red. The last thing I remember is hearing him scream something in a language I didn't understand at the time, Later while researching I discovered the word had been in Vulgar Latin a language spoken by Romans and that it meant "vengeance".
When I woke up I had become what I am now... and with me were two cats one pitch black, the other snow white. I named them Kaitou and Klaud, they've stayed with me for all these years of confusion. Since then I've been questing for any and all information I could get my hands on about demons and angels in an attempt to figure out why I've changed species'; Spending years at a time within old libraries reading ancient texts has made me more of a demon librarian than I'd like to admit.
After much traveling and mostly fruitless research I came across the continent of Gaia and began searching for ancient texts in this land, Hearing rumors of a legion bent on world domination which has a grand library within their guild that houses books on anything and everything one could ever imagine I decided to search out this library and reap whatever information might be contained within such books... I especially needed a new dry cleaning spell for my scarf, it's getting quite rank.
RP Sample:
Miss Zhivago
