rain [★] spring waltz

[Tena M.]

[div style="width: 527px; line-height: 1.4; text-align: justify; font-family: constantia; font-size: 11px;"]Tena Moonspinner —
The petite, sand-colored figure of the young Magna sat on the docks.  One might claim she spent an equal amount of time beside the coast and in the mountains, but they would be wrong.  Tena simply loved the water, though she would never dream of jumping in.  Swimming had been considered once or twice, but in the end she simply backed away from the edge, intimidated by the darkness of the depths below.  The lack of air.

The growing storm clouds had drawn her towards the coast.  She'd seen them from the mountains and without a second thought had made the descent.  She could taste rain in the air.  With her bright eyes gleaming intently, the Demdji found a place to sit, satisfied when the sky made true on its promise.

She watched, with a never-fading sense of awe, as the sky cried.  The water beyond the dock rippled.  Even as her fur slowly grew soaked, she sat.

She didn't want to go, so she sat, tilting her head upwards to watch.
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[Straw]

  [font=trebuchet ms]The sky was dripping rain, soft and cool in the face of the late-spring heat.

  Straw didn't mind rain at all, when she wasn't climbing. (When she was, that was a one-way ticket to a nasty fall and probably a broken limb.) The chill it set over the land was welcome, and unlike the bodies of water on the ground, it didn't encumber her movement at all. It was cleansing, after especially stressful days, to step outside and be showered with clean moisture.

  She noticed Tena sitting on the docks, soaking in the rain. She recalled Tena having said she enjoyed the rain- would never complain about rain, in fact. She also recalled, however, the time when Tena stood staring into the water despite not being able to swim (according to Lavi).

  Would Tena actually jump in? Straw doubted it, but nonetheless she approached the edge of the dock and sat a few yards away from Tena, watching the rippling surface of the water. There was no harm in being around just in case. She didn't have to interrupt Tena's musings, she just had to be nearby and alert.

[| KILLUA ZOLDYCK |]

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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]

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He didn't like the rain. Killua simply didn't enjoy being wet for lengths of time, and it also felt strange to have his thick fur sticking to the rest of his body. He would avoid it if he could, and besides, the rains often led to many questions. The assassin had numerous different scars that covered his body, scars that had only been given to him by his family and training he went through to become an assassin. The scars that spanned his body in some instances looked as if they could be lethal, and some of them could look as if they were made by tools instead of claws. He hated his scars, as it was a reminder that he couldn't really escape his past no matter how hard he tried. When his fur was dry, it didn't look like he had any scars that were across his body. He just looked like a fluffy white serval with blue eyes. It was only when his fur was pressed against his body, one could see the raised ridges of scars across his body. Someone his age certainly shouldn't have to deal with the numerous amount of scars that he had accumulated over his short lifetime. He remembered when Aizawa looked at him after saving him from falling into the frozen lake, and the guy didn't ask any questions. Killua knew the guy had seen his scars due to the water, and he immediately did his best to dry off to avoid questions. He hated questions about himself, as it would mean that he would have to lie to whoever was asking the questions.

So, he had managed to get caught up in the storm a little bit. He usually avoided the ocean as much as possible as he had no intention of going swimming, and would much rather bathe in the likes of a nearby stream or river if he did want to wash himself. For the couple minutes that he was out in the open, the wildcat was drenched, and an annoyed look spread across his facial features. However, he did manage to find a palm tree near the shore of the place and immediately ran to it. It only offered some protection from the rain, so Killua had conjured up a blanket to drape over him. This wouldn't stop the scars across his stomach, neck, and face to be hidden though. As any cat that didn't enjoy the water, his reaction as such. His sapphire blue gaze traveled to two familiar figures that weren't all that far away from him. Both were just standing out in the rain. Seriously? That was how one could get sick. "I don't get how you guys like this stuff." Killua would grumble loud enough for the rest of them to hear him. He could teleport away from such a place, but that would mean that he would be revealing his powers now that there were eyes around. He couldn't do that. Killua still didn't exactly trust those in this place and kept to himself for various reasons. He flicked one of his ears while he was underneath the blanket that was slowly starting to get soaked. Having never seen an umbrella before, he couldn't conjure one.

elysium -- apprentice -- male -- 10 moons

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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual (leans toward male)
★ 10 moons | Birthday | Ages per roleplayers discretion
★ Apprentice |  Former Snowbound deputy, Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):
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PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: severe injury on right arm (causes him to limp slightly)
- minor injuries:

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Enhanced senses (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

[COSMIIX]

[glow=#000,1,400]I'M THE ONE AT THE SAIL, I'M THE MASTER OF MY SEA ! — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]

Stark would have loved to be drenched by the rain except there was only one issue he had with that, he was scrawny under all the fur he had and he didn't think he would feel comfortable if someone saw his ribs prodding out. He didn't do too well in keeping out of the rain since there wasn't much shelter so, of course, the canine was drenched and his coat felt heavy against his muscled yet fragile form. He drew a soft breath seeing someone underneath a palm tree with a blanket wrapped around them and then another two over near the docks sitting in the rain. Huh, he would have joined them but he would have preferred not to get sick especially with his current condition. The Alaskan Malamute trotted towards the palm tree with ears pressed to the back of his head, he would have shook himself out but he didn't want to end up soaking the others towel, that's until he realized who was taking shelter underneath the blanket. It was Killua. He noticed the others scars but he didn't bother asking about them for it wasn't his business and he didn't want to make the apprentice feel discomfort, he would sit down taking a deep breath "Man, what a day for it to rain." He said in an amused tone, he felt vulnerable and a bit uncomfortable showing off his ribs like this especially since he didn't want anyone that he had known for a long while or someone he cared about dearly to see him in such a physical state. He was eating, of course, but sometimes he would find himself doing some activities that required most of his attention making him forget to eat when he needed too and well, his depression was another cause of it. Sometimes even really bad panicking or anxiety cause him to lose interest at the idea of eating to benefit himself. His eyes wandered over in the direction of Tena and Straw, his ears angled forward as he watched the two only for him to chuckle. They might catch a cold sitting under the rain like that. [glow=COLOR,1,400]♛[/glow]