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Emma O'Brein scowled and hugged her stolen 'lifeguard' sweater tighter around herself. She quickly cast a glance over her shoulder and relaxed a slight bit. Her blonde-brown hair was tosseled a bit. She sniffled and ducked into the nearest cafe as the clouds finally let down their heavy burden. Big fat raindrops started to pain the sidewalk a few shades darker and the smell of city rain floated up from the gutters. She let out a small breath and slowly walked to an empty table in the near back. She massaged her temples and kept a weary eye on the door. A waiter came over to her and flashed her a gental smile, "Can I get you anything miss?" He asked. He had a nice voice she quickly noted. "Um... just an ice tea?" She asked quietly. Her voice was small but slightly rich at the same time. Her skin was pale, but not so pale that she looked sickly. Her eyes were an odd bright color of blue which sharply contrasted with her hair color. The waiter looked at her for a few seconds to long and at last realized she had said what she wanted. "Yes, right away ma'am." He smiled and gave her a little silly salute. This earned a slightly amused laugh from her as he strode away to make her order, a slight spring added to his step. Mean while.. her attention never strayed far from the door. She'd run away. Again. This time, it wasn’t only her parents that was driving her crazy, but the man her parents had picked for her to marry-- and she had only just turned 18! Ugh. She groaned quietly to herself and shifted to rest her arms on the table, then her head on her arms. Emma lived a slightly high life in a huge house with her politician father, lawyer mother, and awesome brother- Sam. He was literally the light in her life right now. Emma is normally the type of girl who listens and does what she’s told, but as of late, what she was being told to do was rather outlandish and it was time for goody-good to not be so good. Sure, she’d run away before, several times infact, but these latest attempts had become more frequent. Her personality was being pushed to change.

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Name: Malkavian Veilborn


Age: 21(really is about 500 years old)


Occupation: Occult shop owner


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Bio: Malkavain was born from the union of a vampire and a Lycan In the 16 hundreds. He has served in the military many times. His name is known to some older supernaturals given he has hidden his existence to many. Malkavian has traveled all over the world, and has lived in many places. He has survived many attacks from all races some were very close encounters with death. He has never sired, and is one of the few hybrids who know how to sire all three bloodlines(Vampire, Lycan or a hybrid). He know has set up shop in a small town where tensions are pretty high, still he helps all if he feels they are deserving.


Personality: Malkavian is kind, but also is cold to those he does not like. While he may seem mean he doesn't mean to be. He is smart, calculative, quick to study others and has a strong sense of pride.

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